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

"Uncle-Master Si Chong!!!"

When Lu Jin saw the blood-stained white clothes, his face changed drastically, and he screamed in panic.

He rushed over to check on his elders, but a slender hand forcefully pulled him back.

"Uncle-Master!! Save Uncle-Master Si Chong, he's dying!!"

Lu Jin was so anxious he was about to cry. He couldn't imagine what kind of brutal siege the old man had gone through.

"Senior brother, there is hope."

“But his body has been corrupted by poisonous energy; you cannot touch him.”

Jiang Mo personally bent down to examine his senior brother. His body was covered in wounds, and his flesh was corroded by toxins, causing it to ooze pus and rot. Jiang Mo felt heartbroken, but dared not delay.

This is Quanxing's territory. After causing such a commotion, reinforcements are inevitable. As time goes on, more and more demons will gather here.

With this in mind, Jiang Mo activated the Three Ones True Method, and a vast and blazing white energy overflowed from his body, instantly enveloping the surroundings and forming a barrier that isolated one side.

"Uncle-Master..."

Lu Jin stood aside, witnessing the old man's tragic state. He couldn't help but shed tears, clenching his teeth and fists tightly.

Jiang Mo supported Si Chong's broken body.

The filthy blood and poisonous pus quickly seeped up Jiang Mo's robes and onto his body, but strangely remained on the surface and could not penetrate.

On the contrary, the moment the venom came into contact with Jiang Mo's body, it began to sizzle and turn into wisps of white smoke.

Is it Qi poison?

Jiang Mo frowned slightly; this was worse than he had predicted.

The palm print that struck what appeared to be a blow to the chest was mainly composed of two substances: the attacker's special poisonous energy and a naturally formed or man-made poison.

The toxic energy spreads throughout the body, and the toxins spread from the wounds, severely damaging the flesh and internal organs. No matter which type it is, it is extremely difficult to cleanse.

In just a few seconds, Si Chong's life force seemed to weaken further, and the white Qi flames that had been flickering in Jiang Mo's palm dimmed, leaving only a last wisp.

Time was of the essence, and Jiang Mo found a solution, deciding to take a gamble and pull his senior brother back from the brink of death.

"Little Lu Jin."

"I'm here, Martial Uncle." Lu Jin asked anxiously, his face full of worry, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"From now on, whatever you see, do not interrupt me."

"This junior understands... I beg you to save Uncle-Master Sichong."

Jiang Mo exhaled softly, and a faint crimson-gold light appeared deep in the depths of his eyes, which was clearly the Dao trace formed by cultivating the Three Ones True Method.

Immediately afterwards, as if a valve had been forcibly opened, the pure, bright white primordial energy, vast and boundless, overflowed like a surging river.

The white air currents, like living dragons, coiled around the mangled body.

However, this could not save him.

What Jiang Mo needs to do is to use the Three Ones True Method to complete the transformation of the Primordial Qi between different individuals.

"Wow!"

The primordial Qi surged, but was rejected by the seemingly impulsive body and could not be absorbed.

As Jiang Mo's secret technique continued to operate, a large amount of innate Qi began to transform, becoming increasingly thinner in color, yet gradually penetrating Si Chong's wounds and continuously replenishing his depleted body.

"That's primordial Qi?!"

Lu Jin's pupils dilated suddenly, but he dared not utter a sound. The white Qi flow contained a rich vitality, which was completely different from any kind of Qi he had ever seen before.

And so, Si Chong, who was on the verge of death, was kept alive by Jiang Mo.

Immediately afterwards, the body, nurtured by the primordial Qi, began to show faint signs of life.

Although the Qi poison still exists, it does not hinder the development of acquired Qi.

Jiang Mo then used a secret technique to transform his acquired Qi into corresponding Qi and transferred it into his senior brother's body.

Soon after, Si Chong remained unconscious, his consciousness fading; but within his remaining body, there existed a large amount of innate Qi and acquired Qi.

"call---!"

A drop of sweat rolled down Jiang Mo's forehead.

This process of transforming Qi is extremely dangerous. If one is not careful, one will explode and die. Even so, he was under tremendous psychological pressure.

Having completed the process, Jiang Mo directly used the Three Ones True Method to manipulate the Qi within Si Chong's body, helping it to circulate in reverse rebirth.

Blue and white Qi gradually ignited, and the old man's bloody wounds began to heal.

When the dual operation reached its limit, there was almost no physical body left. A figure made of Qi lay in Jiang Mo's arms.

The pitch-black poisonous energy and the specially made toxins were stripped away by Jiang Mo and fell to the ground, corroding the ground and leaving it pitted and uneven.

"Life or death, it all depends on this one step."

The next instant, Jiang Mo placed one hand on his senior brother's brow and used the Reverse Life Triple Technique to completely dissipate his Qi.

Countless blue and white light spots scattered everywhere. Jiang Mo reversed his true technique and manipulated those light spots to slowly condense.

Soon, a familiar figure reappeared.

Covered in blood, Si Chong finally regained some strength.

The whole process was nothing short of miraculous, leaving Lu Jin breathless and her heart pounding with tension.

Jiang Mo's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, quietly settled down. He suddenly smiled and said, "It's done. I wasn't wrong."

"Little Lu Jin, help your martial uncle stop the bleeding."

"Okay, here it comes, here it comes!"

Lu Jin hurriedly stepped forward, helped his uncle up, and helped him by pressing acupoints and sealing his meridians. The blood finally stopped seeping out.

Then, he tore off a piece of his sleeve and used it to bandage Si Chong's wound.

"Uncle-Master, Senior Brother Chengzhen isn't here. Where should we look for him?"

Lu Jin was uneasy. Even his Uncle-Master Si Chong was in such a miserable state. He really didn't want to see his Senior Brother Cheng Zhen get into trouble too.

"He's nearby."

Jiang Mo stood up, and another wisp of Qi flame appeared in his palm, flickering like a candle flame in the wind, but it was slightly better than Si Chong's situation.

"The barrier can last for about fifteen minutes."

"The world is vast and full of extraordinary people. Perhaps someone can break my methods, but the time it takes is enough for me to get back."

"Lu Jin, you stay here and guard your martial uncle."

"Okay, leave it to me."

The worry between Lu Jin's brows lingered. He said with some concern, "Then, Uncle-Master, go and come back quickly, and be careful."

"I will definitely not let those Quanxing demons set foot here."

Jiang Mo didn't say anything, but walked to the corner of the courtyard and saw a poisoned bone sword that was emitting an astonishing aura.

The nearby rocks, corroded into black slag by the venom that was faintly seeping from the sword blade, were extremely fragile.

Jiang Mo stepped forward.

He picked up the bone sword with his bare hands, used his Qi to cover the hilt to isolate it from the poison, turned around and handed it to Lu Jin, saying, "I'm still a little worried about having you guard this place."

"If the Quanxing gang comes to kill you, hold this item for now and fight back against them."

"it is good..."

Lu Jin was filled with righteous indignation and wished he could kill all those evil people.

Chapter 13 Bloodbath and Madness

forest.

Corpses lay strewn along the way; the Quanxing group, which had been waiting on the outer edge of the poisonous miasma, had lost more than half of its members.

"Huh...huh..."

Chengzhen was breathing heavily, his face was pale, his hands and feet were trembling uncontrollably, and he was almost completely exhausted.

"Mr. Liu...how are you?"

The clay figurine Liu, whom he was protecting, was kneeling on the ground, with streaks of black blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The two had previously forced their way out and suffered severe damage from the poisonous miasma, along with being pursued by more than a dozen Quanxing demons.

Chengzhen has cultivated the Threefold Reversal of Life, making him incredibly resilient and capable of resisting.

In contrast, Mr. Liu's skin was covered in sores, tormented by some kind of crimson poisonous spots, and his internal organs were even beginning to disintegrate.

"Hurry...hurry...go..."

Mr. Liu's voice was as piercing as a vengeful ghost. His eyes were swollen and black, and strange cracking sounds came from his bones, like popping beans.

Every second was torture; he was practically grinding his teeth to powder, and his sanity was on the verge of spiraling out of control.

"Kill...kill me!!!"

Suddenly, Mr. Liu coughed up a mouthful of foul blood, appearing like a madman. He scratched his face violently with both hands, tearing his already fragile skin to shreds.

Despite being in dire straits, Chengzhen did not refuse Mr. Liu's request.

He turned and lunged forward, delivering a powerful chop to the chest, shattering all of the man's internal organs.

"boom!"

Mr. Liu's figure flew backward like a broken sandbag and crashed heavily under an old tree.

"Wu Chengzhen... Wu Chengzhen... you can really run fast."

Just then, a mocking voice came from behind, and it was a woman in a military green uniform.

Alongside her were a large-headed monster wielding spikes and several Quanxing masters; the five of them slowly surrounded her.

"You have far more stamina than that old man."

The strange child's eyes glowed with an eerie red light as he stared at his prey with a half-smile, attempting to disrupt its consciousness.

"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."

Blood slid down his palm, and various noisy sounds floated in his mind, like the roar of a demon, which was the strange child's method.

To stay alert, Chengzhen clenched his left hand so tightly that his fingers almost pierced through his palm.

"Being poisoned by Old Zhao must be a terrible experience, right?"

The woman in the military green uniform looked at Chengzhen with great interest, clicking her tongue in amazement:

"I never imagined that Wei Xuanzi of the mighty Sanyi Sect would behave like a stray dog."

"Let's all attack together and cripple his limbs!" someone suggested.

The strange child's eyes flashed with even more bloodlust, and his smile was terrifying and horrifying: "With me holding him back, he can't move."

In an instant, Chengzhen's vision blurred completely, and his brain seemed to melt away, rendering him unable to think.

"Shh-!"

The Quanxing demon, wielding a spiked club, noticed the opening, grinned maliciously, and charged forward, smashing his weapon towards Chengzhen's head.

"Go away!"

Suddenly, Chengzhen roared, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, as if he had gone mad.

A surge of blue energy erupted from his body, and his nerve responses not only did not slow down, but became even more acute.

"Die!"

The villain of Quanxing laughed heartily, swinging his sharp, heavy spiked club with all his might, as it came hurtling towards him.

"call out!"

Chengzhen leaned back half a step, narrowly avoiding the heavy blow, and then suddenly lunged forward.

With a single, powerful strike, he perfectly captured the Quanxing demon. His right hand pressed against his inner shoulder bone, while his left hand gripped his wrist tightly.

"Pfft!!!"