The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

But who could have expected that an unexpected situation would suddenly arise during this mission!
In the demon world of the mission world, something unexpected happened for unknown reasons.

A powerful demon, Yuanmo, who was originally sealed in the demon world, now exudes a power that is several times stronger than before.

Even the monk Jiuzhen, who had already mastered the first form of the Tathagata Palm, was unable to completely suppress this powerful force. And the members of Xianji also seemed powerless in the face of Yuanmo's terrifying strength and were completely no match for him.

As a result, Meng Qi and his companions are in a precarious situation, hanging by a thread between life and death.

"According to the original plot, this kind of incident shouldn't have happened. Meng Qi should have been safe along the way."

Jiang Xuan pondered secretly, knowing in his heart that since he came to this world, he had quietly changed the development trajectory of some established things.

"There must be someone behind this secretly manipulating it, but I don't know how many forces are involved in this matter."

Jiang Xuan had anticipated this. After all, although those powerful people with great magical powers were in a deep sleep, it did not mean that their previous arrangements would not work.

"However, even if they cannot show their true bodies, they still want to stop me and test me. It is simply wishful thinking!"

Jiang Xuan did not go directly to where Meng Qi was.

He knew that there might be various unexpected changes in this mission, so he had already made thorough preparations in advance. In his mind, no one could stop him from doing what he was determined to do.

Of course, except for that Moral God...

Jiang Xuan took a step forward, and in an instant, the howling sea wind around him became gentle and soft.

The originally dark gravel on the ground gradually became transparent, emitting a faint glass-like luster. On the barren land, flowers and plants began to sprout and grow, and the dry trees regained vitality.

Jiang Xuan walked steadily into another world, full of greenery, with undulating mountains in the distance, and lush vegetation on the mountains. At the foot of the mountain, a winding path extended into the mountain, appearing deep and long.

Following the path, at the end stood an ancient and solemn temple. In front of the temple was an Eight Treasures Merit Pond, the water was clear and sparkling. In the temple, a Bodhi tree stood quietly, but this Bodhi tree was obviously different from the Bodhi tree transformed by the Tathagata Palm General Principle that Jiang Xuan had obtained before in terms of aura and shape.

Above the temple’s door plaque, there are three large, vigorous and powerful characters hanging high - Lan Ke Temple!

Jiang Xuan looked at the temple, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

This time when he came to this world, besides the Seven Heaven-Cutting Swords and the Tathagata Palm, which were things he was determined to obtain, if he had the chance to come across some other precious things, he naturally would not let them go easily.

Of course, the so-called "will not let go" does not mean to rob, but just want to learn and draw lessons from the exquisite methods contained therein. For example, the method of reward body pure land in Lan Ke Temple made him quite excited.

"Please ask Namo Yuemani Guangwang Bodhisattva to show up!"

Jiang Xuan stared at the temple and spoke in a loud and clear voice, directly calling out the name of the master of this pure land.

"Senior, why did you come to Lanke Temple this time?"

A voice that could not be distinguished between male and female but was full of compassion slowly came from the temple. The tone was quite respectful to Jiang Xuan, and he called him "senior".

This Bodhisattva had witnessed with his own eyes how the great Dharma master Meng Nan was easily captured by Jiang Xuan. He knew in his heart that he was no match for Jiang Xuan and naturally did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Jiang Xuan was about to explain his purpose when he suddenly had an idea, as if he remembered something important. He then asked, "Bodhisattva, do you know where I come from?"

"Senior, you must have come from the supreme pure land, the land of morality, beyond the thirty-three heavens."

The Bodhisattva answered slowly and steadily.

After hearing this, Jiang Xuan thought to himself, "As expected."

It seems that after these operations by the Lord of Morality, he has successfully "cleared his name" in the eyes of others and is regarded as a member of the Lord of Morality's faction.

"What's going on with Meng Qi's demon thing? Also, the power behind this Bodhisattva..."

Jiang Xuan pondered secretly in his heart, his mind racing with thoughts, various possibilities flashing through his mind one by one, trying to make sense of this complicated situation.

The Bodhisattva in Lan Ke Temple was also very tactful. He did not disturb Jiang Xuan's thoughts. He just stood quietly by the side, leaving Jiang Xuan standing alone outside the temple.

After a while, Jiang Xuan slowly let out a long sigh of relief. After this brief period of thinking and careful analysis, Jiang Xuan finally... helplessly discovered that he still hadn't figured out anything!
Jiang Xuan blinked his eyes, decided not to think any more, and stepped directly into Lan Ke Temple.

He thought to himself, since he couldn't see the trick, so what? In this world, is there really someone who can overthrow the Lord of Morality?
Just as Jiang Xuan entered Lan Ke Temple, the situation on Meng Qi's side had already reached its most dangerous moment...

Meng Qi's hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, and his body was covered in blood. He looked like an evil spirit that had returned from a bloody battle, with an unbridled, selfless and reckless spirit emanating from his body.

If other people in the martial arts world saw him like this, they would definitely applaud and say, "What a tough guy, worthy of being a top player on the Human Ranking!"

Opposite Meng Qi and his companions, a demonic shadow stood.

The demonic energy was surging all over his body, and he looked like a dead tree, but he exuded a terrifying pressure. He was the demon who showed up halfway during this mission.

In the original destiny, the demon fought with the monk Jiuzhen who sealed him. Although there were twists and turns, Meng Qi and others were able to get through the danger. Unexpectedly, the power of the demon suddenly increased as if it was an evil initiation, and it was stronger than expected. Everyone felt as if they fell into an icy cave, and their lives were hanging by a thread.

The sky and the earth changed color, the universe turned upside down, and in an instant it turned into a chaotic image of black and white. Everything seemed to be frozen by invisible magic, unable to move, and the long river of time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Sword twenty-three!

"Zhiwei, no!"

Meng Qi's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice shook the whole field. He was already covered in wounds, and had been fighting so hard until now, always rushing to the front, so his injuries were extremely serious. Seeing Jiang Zhiwei risking her life, he was extremely anxious, but he was powerless to stop her.

Jiang Zhiwei stood upright, her bare hands tightly grasping the long sword that shone with a cold light. She gave a delicate shout, and swung the sword in her hand with the force of splitting mountains and splitting rocks.

At the same time, her soul separated from her body and emitted a dazzling light like bright stars, and then burned fiercely in sync with the movements of her body, becoming one with it and entering a state of unity between man and nature.

This sword is Sword Twenty-Three!

Originating from the peerless martial arts of the world of wind and clouds, it is an astounding sword that uses the primordial spirit as a guide and the soul as a sacrifice. The light from the sword illuminates the world, brilliant and resolute, like a meteor across the night sky, fleeting, with endless beauty and heroism.

Meng Qi looked at this familiar scene, his heart ached, his eyes reddened, and he almost cried blood. The demon in front of him was too fierce, even he, the leader of the Jianghu list, could not resist it. Even if Bixia Yuanjun came in person, it would be very difficult.

Before Jiang Xuan left, he left behind a spiritual clone to teach Meng Qi. At this moment, Meng Qi was already number one on the human list.

Jiang Zhiwei summoned Sword Twenty-Three at this time. He knew in his heart that this might just be a fight of a trapped beast, and the chances of winning were slim. With this sword, she also put herself in a desperate situation of life and death.

This sword twenty-three is a decisive blow that burns the soul and sacrifices one's life. Although it has the power to stagnate the universe, the price is the life of the swordsman.

The sword shadow was like a rainbow, the light flashed, and it pierced the Yuanmo directly.

However, Yuanmo's demonic energy only vibrated around his body, as if a breeze was blowing across the lake, causing ripples to form slightly before returning to calm. He himself was completely unharmed, and still exuded a creepy and terrifying aura.

At this moment, Jiang Zhiwei's soul was almost transparent, like a candle in the wind, flickering and about to go out. Her face was as pale as paper, blood was oozing from all her orifices, her body was limp and powerless, and she fell backwards.

Seeing this, Meng Qi was horrified. Regardless of his own serious injuries, he forced himself to take in a breath of true energy, and rushed over like a ghost. He stretched out his arms and took Jiang Zhiwei in his arms.

"Zhiwei, why is this happening? I'm by your side, how can I let you take risks alone!"

Meng Qi spoke hurriedly with a little trembling. Looking at the bloodless face of the beauty in his arms, his heart was torn. Regret, self-blame, worry and other emotions surged like a raging tide.

"I am the number one mad swordsman on the human rankings!"

Meng Qi howled toward the sky, his voice as loud as a bell, filled with endless resentment and anger.

"You are no longer the little monk who followed me and needed my protection." Jiang Zhiwei's voice was as faint as a mosquito, but it was full of stubbornness and determination. "And I am definitely not a weak girl who can only hide behind the number one on the human list."

"How hateful! I am still too weak after all." Jiang Zhiwei's face was bitter, and her heart was filled with sorrow. She tried her best, burning her soul to sacrifice the sword, but she failed to leave any trace on the demon. This feeling of powerlessness made her feel deeply desperate.

Meng Qi felt mixed emotions as he listened to Jiang Zhiwei's words.

The ignorance and immaturity of the past when I first entered the world of martial arts and carried out my first mission, and the image of the girl in the future smiling sweetly among the blooming mountain flowers alternately appeared in my mind, and I was filled with mixed feelings for a moment.

He suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, quickly took out the Great Huan Dan from his arms, carefully fed it to Jiang Zhiwei, and then handed it to Fu Zhenzhen, solemnly asking: "Zhenzhen, take good care of Zhiwei."

After saying that, he slowly swept his eyes around, and saw that all his teammates were seriously injured and collapsed to the ground. Bixia Yuanjun was also pale and breathing weakly.

Meng Qi's eyes were burning with anger, and he turned his head sharply, staring at the culprit, Yuan Mo. At this moment, he was filled with murderous intent, and had already put life and death aside. He was willing to give his all and fight this demon to the death, even if it meant both of them would perish, and he would never let it do whatever it wanted again!

"You bastard! I will tear you into pieces!"

Meng Qi's eyes were wide open, bloodshot, his teeth were clattering, and veins popped out on his forehead. Thinking back to the death missions he had experienced in the past, even if they were extremely difficult, his companions had never fallen into such a tragic situation.

It’s not that the previous death missions were not dangerous enough, but the Yuanmo that appeared this time was a terrifying existence that many field masters from the two major organizations, Xianji and Shenhua, had to work together to deal with.

"Xiao Meng! Don't act impulsively!"

When Qi Zhengyan saw that Meng Qi's eyes were red, as if his mind was blinded by hatred, his heart suddenly tightened and he hurriedly reached out to grab Meng Qi, but he was also seriously injured. As he struggled to get up, he staggered a few times and finally fell down weakly.

"Cousin, don't worry, everything will be fine."

Meng Qi turned his head and looked at Qi Zhengyan, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, trying to force a seemingly comforting smile, but that smile revealed a bit of determination and sadness.

Qi Zhengyan and others felt increasingly uneasy upon seeing this.

Looking at Meng Qi's appearance, is he planning to use all his strength to die together with that demon?

This thought made them extremely anxious, but they were helpless. They could only watch Meng Qi, full of worry but unable to stop him.

When everyone was immersed in sorrow, secretly regretting their own powerlessness, and worried that they were about to lose a close friend who could be trusted with life and death, a sorrowful howl suddenly pierced the sky. The sound seemed to carry endless sadness, making those who heard it cry and those who listened to it feel sad and heartbroken.

"Emperor!"

Meng Qi held his head high and chest puffed out, shouting as loudly as he could, and the sound continued to echo in the sky above the Demon Realm.

"Emperor! Help, Emperor!"

The anxiety on Qi Zhengyan's already stiff face had not yet faded. When he heard Meng Qi's sudden shout, his expression instantly became distorted, and his heart was full of confusion and astonishment.

Zhao Laowu and Bixia Yuanjun, who didn't understand what was going on, stood there blankly, wondering in their hearts: Is this Kuangdao crazy? Who is he calling for in this reincarnation mission?

The demonic energy was surging like a raging wave, and Yuanmo's face, hidden behind the thick demonic energy, revealed a hint of disdain.

“Humph! No matter who comes, this world will eventually return to the control of the original demon! No one can stop this predetermined fate!”

Yuanmo's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the Netherworld, with endless arrogance and confidence.

"Really?"

At this moment, a faint voice seemed to come from the sky, floating leisurely above the demon world. Although the tone was calm, it seemed to contain endless profound meaning. The originally tense and depressing atmosphere instantly became more solemn.

As soon as Yuanmo finished speaking, a light voice resounded in the demon world. Countless demonic energy was dispersed, and some demon cubs were directly turned into ashes. Yuanmo flew backwards, coughing up demonic energy and looking at Meng Qi with horror.

A figure appeared beside Meng Qi. The figure was illusory, wearing a white robe, with long hair draped over his shoulders. There seemed to be eternal stars in his eyes, and his face... handsome, very handsome!

This is Jiang Xuan’s divine thought!
"Emperor! You finally came out! If you were any later, you wouldn't be able to see the handsome and kind-hearted Xiao Meng!"

Meng Qi looked at the figure next to him and burst into tears.

Jiang Xuan watched Meng Qi's performance from beginning to end and couldn't help but sigh, "You have more scenes and better acting skills. No wonder you were able to snatch people away from the Demon Buddha."

If there weren't more world dramas like this, and my acting skills weren't good enough, I wouldn't be able to survive.

There are many scenes of demons and Buddhas with good acting skills. He first dominated the ancient times, then became the confidant of the Emperor of Heaven, and then entered Lingshan to become the disciple of the Buddha. He was also loved to death by the Demon Saint. If he hadn't met Meng Qi, he would have met the most powerful gang in the world - the Three Pure Ones. He would have been a complete winner in life! (End of this chapter)