Chapter 1203 - 1202: Breakthrough!

On one side stands the Celestial South Fierce God, unparalleled through the ages, sweeping across the Thirty-Six Sects.

On the other, entrenched for thousands of years in the Western Wilderness, each having crossed countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood to achieve their present prowess as seasoned Old Demons.

This battle!

Not to mention its placement in the Southern Heaven, Western Wilderness.

Even in the entire Kunlun Realm, it ranks as one of the most extraordinary, earth-shattering battles.

The two overwhelming forces clashing, like vast oceans, collide thunderously above the celestial sphere! Above that sphere, a terrifying storm is stirred up, forming a colossal cyclone.

Where the storm reaches, everything is torn apart in an instant.

Boom!

At the exact moment the storm rages and spreads out.

The Western Wilderness Old Demons already take action in this instant!

Daoist Monarch Bai Gu flips his right hand, a sinister white bone giant palm descends ferociously from the heavens!

The Blood Sword Ancestor opens his huge mouth, and a crystal-clear, blood-jade three-foot sword sweeps swiftly through the long sky!

The Four-winged Demon Dragon roars furiously, its body surging with demonic energy, transforming into a pitch-black trident, plummeting like lightning!

Demon Tathagata chants a Buddha name, thousands of hands unite, giant palms crush down without reason, blanketing the heavens and overwhelming the earth!

These are just four among them.

Beside them are seven more, each a formidable force as powerful as the Eight-faced Buddha. To dominate a region in such a terrifying place as Western Wilderness, holding sway for thousands of years, how could they be mere ordinary beings?

This siege far surpasses the combined might of the Thirty-Six Sects from that day by more than a hundred times!

A thousand times?

The spectators are all filled with ultimate fear and trembling.

"Eleven Old Demons united, this is simply an ancient and definitive showdown!"

Regardless of whether they are Celestial South Cultivators or Western Wilderness Demon Cultivator, none are left unstunned by the scene unfolding before them.

Even numerous Celestial Immortal are mentally disturbed under this sight. They only feel like ants under a deluge, as if they might be engulfed and shattered by the colossal wave at any moment.

"Can he withstand it?"

At that moment, everyone stared wide-eyed ahead.

Even those in the Southern Heaven who revere Ye Qingchen as a deity, at this moment, are unsure, and in their hearts have no confidence. As for the Western Wilderness crowd, they're filled with smugness, as if victory is already within their grasp.

It seems they can already envision the scene of Ye Qingchen reduced to bones, annihilated in both form and spirit!

However.

As the overwhelming attack crashes down, only to see Ye Qingchen lift his head and step forward.

In his ferocity, the void trembles.

Three thousand miles of spiritual energy boils in an instant!

Boom!

Just watch.

The earth shudders violently as Ye Qingchen darts up like a dragon, suddenly rising, like a heaven-shocking beam, straight through the nine skies, heading directly towards that overwhelming assault!

"Dong!"

A reverberating thunderous sound.

Just watch.

Ye Qingchen and Daoist Monarch Bai Gu's palms face each other, the entire world trembles fiercely at that moment, waves of air sweep turbulently, while those around can only feel themselves as if in a heaven-shaking tsunami!

Crash!

Daoist Monarch Bai Gu's robe lifts, only to hear a burst of thunderous sound, the astonished crowd witnesses his sleeves exploding apart, turning into a dance of butterflies in the sky, until half his robe shatters, revealing a white-jade skeleton!

Ye Qingchen stands firm, while Daoist Monarch Bai Gu, under that palm strike, is hurled back hundreds of yards.

"How is his body so formidable?"

Daoist Monarch Bai Gu's eyes are filled with terror.

His body has been tempered with the blood of strong fighters, possessing the Dragon Elephant Power capable of subduing dragons, taming tigers, moving mountains, overturning seas, and is comparable to a Vajra Indestructible Body, even withstanding the siege from Eight-faced Buddha Ghost God Puppet without retreating an inch.

Yet now, he's been struck back by Ye Qingchen's palm!

Thinking of this, his gaze grows greedier: "If I could use his essence blood to temper this skeleton, it might break my shackles and ascend to Celestial Immortal Seventh Layer!"

Boom!

And at that moment.

After Ye Qingchen sends Daoist Monarch Bai Gu flying with one palm, he points his fingers, facing that three-foot Blood Sword.

"Ting!"

Sword Pointing clashes, a clear ringing echoes.

That sword light, capable of piercing the void, suddenly halts under that pointing, and then flies back rapidly. But the raging sword qi sweeps wildly, rolling outwards, carving knife-sharp marks on the surrounding ground!

Before Ye Qingchen can catch his breath, the trident is already striking down wildly.

This trident, over ten thousand feet long, is condensed by the Four-winged Demon Dragon's demonic energy and Ye Jingzhou's spiritual energy. It sweeps across the sky, creating a dazzling ripple of electric light. At the trident's tips, a gigantic fiery arc stretches out, from afar, resembling a meteor falling from the nine skies!

"Break!"

Ye Qingchen spun both hands, endless whirlwind from all directions transformed into countless threads, swiftly reversing to form a Cyan Dragon, soaring into the sky! Fiercely crashing into the enormous Trident.

And at that moment.

Demon Tathagata's thousand palms were already falling like rain, striking frantically.

"Boom boom boom!"

A thunderous sound burst forth, akin to rain striking banana leaves, densely and swiftly arising. Each clash resembled thundering craters hitting the ground, shaking the earth into frantic quakes. In that instant, Ye Qingchen had already exchanged 372 punches, 267 palms with the Demon Tathagata.

Fists and feet heaven-shocking!

Yet the opponent undeniably had the advantage of numbers, each attack executed with full force, while Ye Qingchen was ultimately alone against many, his new strength exhausted, old strength yet to arise. Though he forcefully crushed the Demon Tathagata's overwhelming palms, he was also knocked back to the ground, causing it to cave in.

And at that moment.

The Blood-Drinking Blade Demon stepped forward, as if the ground shrunk beneath his feet, appearing before Ye Qingchen. In his hand, a heavy blade of three zhang, entirely pitch-black, seemed marked with rust, but it was the accumulation of blood over countless years.

The blade swept horizontally, although silent, Ye Qingchen's expression was exceedingly grave.

"Zheng!"

He suddenly raised a hand to grab, as though catching the wind, fiercely gathering into a blue light, forming an angry blade that slashed forth, crashing heavily against the Blood-Drinking Blade!

"Dang!"

As if a ten-thousand-jin hammer slammed into the Copper Sparrow Terrace.

Only heard a 'crack,' the blue light shattered, Ye Qingchen's body forced to retreat repeatedly, breaking rocks behind him, stabilizing only amidst the Flying Locust Crossbow Stones.

And at that time.

The others also ferociously struck.

Then it was seen.

Above all directions, sword light, blade glow, ghost qi, demonic qi, flooding down like a deluge, in countless people's shocked gazes, in an instant had already submerged Ye Qingchen!

"Boom!"

In this moment.

Only the giant sound remained in all of heaven and earth, only this vast white glow remained, as if the whole world at that moment turned into a massive chaos.

Endless powerful qi transformed into terrifying waves, continuously sweeping in all directions, clearing away all existence.

"What's happening?"

"Did he ward it off?"

Su Moran widened her eyes, gazing forward.

However, until a moment later, she barely saw the scene clearly.

Then saw Ye Qingchen standing amidst heaven and earth, his feet embedded half an inch into the ground, the upper body clothing had completely blown apart, revealing the elongated, symmetrically built body like sculpted from jade, flawless.

Further around him at the center, surrounding mountains, vegetation, all existence thoroughly crushed, an expanse of devastation.

"Ye Qingchen can't hold on!"

Upon seeing this scene.

Celestial South's crowd could not help but feel their hearts sink.

While the Western Wilderness Demon Cultivators had already erupted into cheers.

Above all directions.

The eleven old demons each displayed various expressions, some mocking, some disdainful, some indifferent, but their gazes directed at Ye Qingchen were akin to gazing at a turtle in a jar!

Just when everyone believed Ye Qingchen had no way out.

"It's not over yet!"

"It's just the beginning!"

Amidst everyone's frightened, puzzled, or confused gazes.

Ye Qingchen suddenly stepped forward:

"Open!"

Boom!

In an instant.

A vast and boundless powerful qi surged out from his body, sweeping through the great expanse, covering three thousand miles, rosy clouds engulfing all directions. Ye Qingchen seemed to have broken through chains and shackles, stepping into a higher level!

His form ascended step by step, as if directly reaching the nine heavens!

In the midst of heaven and earth.

Countless spiritual qi rejoiced in unison.

"Celestial Immortal Fourth Layer!"

Gazing at that silhouette.

The world fell silent!