Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

In the short time it took Jiang Mo to walk a few dozen steps, rivers of blood flowed and corpses littered the ground.

"boom!!"

Soon after, three impact sounds rang out one after another. The fat old man, the young man in the gray shirt, and the woman in the cheongsam were each bound tightly by dozens of chains and slammed hard to the ground.

"what!!"

The scorching hot Qi chains burned the people, subjecting them to torture comparable to a brutal inflict, charring their skin and flesh.

What terrified them even more was that they discovered their Qi was dwindling, the chains binding them were forcibly taking it away, and their bodies were becoming increasingly weak, their vision blurring.

Chapter 16 Fight to the death

"Using Qi to transform matter... a good method..."

The young man in the gray shirt felt the chains tightening, and his bones were making a slight cracking sound. If this continued, he would be torn to pieces in a few breaths at most.

"Oh!"

Just as he was stunned, a firecracker-like explosion sounded beside him.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a torrent of blood raining down, and the fat old man and the woman in the cheongsam, who were also members of the Six Evils of Quanxing, were killed on the spot.

"Sizzle!"

The gray-shirted youth, facing certain death, was completely desperate.

His face was contorted in a ferocious expression, and the Qi within his body seemed to be burning.

Its limbs and bones rapidly rotted, turning into a black, murky liquid that exploded repeatedly, scattering everywhere, seemingly trying to escape with the help of smoke and dust.

Once the chains lose their binding target, they dissipate on their own.

A thick, petroleum-like liquid recombines dozens of meters away.

"Such good fuel, it's such a waste not to keep it as firewood."

The voice was indifferent, showing no concern for how far he could escape.

The fleeing young man in gray suddenly realized that the air around him seemed to have solidified, as hard as steel.

His body trembled violently from the impact, but he was unable to continue moving.

"Crack-!"

Four streams of white energy appeared in front, behind, left, and right, extending into a planar shape, imprisoning the liquefied gray-shirted youth.

"boom!"

The explosion came from inside the barrier, and the demon resisted fiercely, unwilling to be captured.

"Stubborn."

Jiang Mo didn't even frown. He raised his right hand and forcibly gathered the barrier in an instant, turning it into the size of a palm, and then pulled it over from a distance.

A black crystal mixed with blood was held lifelessly in Jiang Mo's five fingers.

"Hmm...dead?"

The primordial energy within the crystal showed signs of withering and dissipating, and the gray-robed youth was directly crushed into a rotten pulp.

"Oh!"

Jiang Mo exerted a little force on his wrist, and the crystal shattered. The dark red liquid fell to the ground, completely lifeless.

Immediately, he removed the barrier that enveloped the Liu family's courtyard.

The white light curtain grew thinner and thinner until it disappeared.

On the ruins, Lu Jin, who had been on high alert, suddenly exclaimed in surprise, his pupils shrinking, "Uncle-Master?! You've finally returned."

This was the first time he had witnessed this elder slaughtering the entire sect.

The courtyard entrance looked like a mass grave.

The scorched earth was soaked in a thick river of blood, and mutilated corpses lay scattered everywhere.

The stench of blood and malevolent energy mingled, a chilling atmosphere filled the air, and the twisted howls of wronged spirits echoed through the air.

Lu Jin's mind was almost blank; he couldn't fathom just how brutal the battle had been outside the boundary.

The junior uncle, carrying his senior brother Chengzhen on his back, stood calmly in the pool of blood;

His expression was cold and composed, and the aura he exuded was more powerful than anyone he had ever met before.

Is this the terror of threefold terror?

Like a natural disaster, it is as vast as the mountains and rivers, and as insurmountable as the heavens and earth...

Just as Lu Jin was lost in thought, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Let's go home."

Jiang Mo waved his hand, and the surrounding clouds churned, covering Lu Jin and Si Chong.

Soon, a silvery-red light streaked across the sky, pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, and disappeared.

......

Dark clouds covered the vast area, as if a storm was about to break.

A somber atmosphere enveloped the Trinity Gate, where corpses lay strewn about and blood stained the ground.

After a night of fierce fighting, the casualties were heavy.

The palace gates and buildings in the courtyard were all cracked and broken. Even the ancient cauldron in the central courtyard was overturned and smashed into the wall, leaving many buildings in imminent danger.

Changqing and Shuiyun, their bodies wrapped in blood-red bandages, led their disciples in clearing the ruins.

"Boom!!!"

Just then, thunder roared from the depths of the sky, and a silver light tore through the dark clouds, striking down at the mountain gate.

"Uncle-Master, you're back!"

"Look, there are Senior Brother Chengzhen and the others too."

"Ah! You're badly injured."

The remaining dozen or so disciples rushed over.

Jiang Mo gazed at the ravaged Sanyi Gate and sighed softly, "What were the casualties like last night?"

Meeting his master's scrutinizing gaze, Changqing was overwhelmed with shame, his words filled with self-reproach:

"At the third quarter of the hour of Yin, 24 members of the Quanxing sect broke into the mountain, intending to destroy the sect and steal the master's remains."

"Shuiyun and I, along with a group of fellow disciples, fought against them. Two of us were killed and four were injured."

"The four senior members of the sect have been settled in the back mountain and are safe and sound."

"The battle lasted until dawn, during which a total of 17 demons were killed, and 7 escaped. I failed to intercept them all, please punish me, Uncle!"

A cold glint flashed in Jiang Mo's eyes; his killing intent towards Quanxing had reached its peak.

He saw the grief and confusion on the faces of the younger generation and comforted them, saying, "It's alright, you did a great job."

"I will handle this matter."

"You two take care of the trivial matters for now. Changqing and Shuiyun, go boil water, prepare medicine, and look after Senior Brother Chong and Chengzhen."

"They were badly injured, but I rescued them. You will be responsible for their care afterward."

Shuiyun looked at her uncle, who was covered in wounds, and helped Lu Jin carry him into the house. Her hands trembled and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Uncle-Master!! Senior Brother!!"

The other disciples, seeing the two in such a terrible state, all burst into tears.

As cultivators, they were acutely aware of the severity of these injuries, knowing they were just one step away from death.

"We swear to be mortal enemies with the entire sect!"

"Waaah, Uncle-Master!"

Jiang Mo sat on the steps outside the main hall, lost in thought.

Soon, Lu Jin came over and sat down beside him. He looked dejected and his voice was mournful.

"Uncle-Master...it's my fault..."

"If I had stayed in the sect to help, my two junior brothers wouldn't have died..."

Jiang Mo found his explanation unacceptable: "Life is unpredictable. You didn't kill them, so there's no need to blame yourself."

"What if the tragedy still happens, or even happens because of you, if you stay?"

“…”

Lu Jin's throat was choked, and she hesitated, unsure of what to say, only tears silently streaming down her face.

"Boom!!!"

A deafening clap of thunder echoed through the dark sky, and raindrops the size of soybeans began to fall from the heavens.

Soon, a torrential downpour began, and the entire mountain gate was shrouded in a misty rain.

The torrential rain, like a flood released from a dam, washed away the bloodstains, dust, and rubble inside the Trinity Gate.

"Uncle-Master...although Master forbids us from seeking revenge against Wugensheng."

“But Quanxing’s raid on the mountain caused heavy casualties among its disciples. If I cannot get an explanation from Quanxing, I will not be able to swallow this anger.”

Lu Jin clenched his fist in resentment. The rain soaked his white hair and cheeks, making it difficult to see his tears.

Those clear eyes were filled with intense hatred.

"Boom!!" Thunder roared, as if echoing his anger.

"Then we need an explanation."

“If my senior brother won’t allow it, I will.”

Jiang Mo let the rain soak him, turned his head to gaze at Lu Jin, and, with the expectations of the younger generation, slowly said:

"Sanyi...I will carry the burden of the road ahead for you."

"As for the grudges with Quanxing?"

"A fight to the death."

Chapter 17 The storm is coming

A dark cave.

There was silence.

Wooden plaques engraved with the names of the disciples floated densely in mid-air, emitting a pale blue glow.

The oval stone platform was covered with straw, and Granny Liu sat cross-legged on it.

His weathered face, etched with wrinkles, looked particularly haggard and somber as he murmured to himself:

So many people died...

"It shouldn't be..."

Not far from her, there were as many as seventy wooden plaques scattered on the ground.

Those wooden plaques seemed to have been forcibly snapped by some external force, and even the names faded and disappeared, signifying that all the Quanxing disciples had perished.

"Even if Zhao Laogui is incompetent, he can still keep Si Chong in check..."

"Half of the Six Evils are dead: Sick Old Ghost, Bone Jade, and Xiao Yan. What happened? How could they fail to deal with Wei Xuanzi?"

"No, that's not right, there were other people present."

"Which faction... is involved?"

Just as Granny Liu was deep in thought, a faint sound of footsteps came from nearby.

"Da...da...da..."

"Ok?"