Chapter 1187 - 1186: Western Wilderness Shaken

"How is this possible?"

Ghost Shadow Ji Xiuling watched everything unfold, unable to believe it.

Beneath her feet, countless ghost shadows with fangs and claws filled the sky, each one a ghost god of ancient legend, feared in their time, all reaching the Celestial Immortal Realm in cultivation. Each one was her greatest trump card and reliance; her enemies would face the combined strike of nine Celestial Immortals in an instant!

Yet at this moment, they couldn't bring her the slightest sense of security.

Whether it was Ghost Sword Immortal, Ghost Guanyin, Ghost-faced Blade Master, or Nether God, all were famous in the Western Wilderness, yet before Ye Qingchen, they were like ants, effortlessly slain.

With a flick of his fingers.

Ye Qingchen turned his gaze towards Ji Xiuling.

That glance immediately caused her to tremble violently, as if her blood and soul were frozen completely at this moment, leaving only deep shivers in her heart.

"You are Ghost Shadow Ji Xiuling? These are the ghost gods you control?"

Ye Qingchen quietly looked at her.

Those ghost gods hiding in her shadow, usually ferocious and intending to use divine souls as nourishment, were now trembling like quails, full of uncontrollable fear, wishing to hide entirely within her body at this moment!

"It's me!"

Ji Xiuling raised her head, trying to appear pitiful.

She was already remarkably beautiful, and in such a posture, she evoked even more affection, as if making one unwilling to harm her. "Mr. Ye, I only ask you to spare my life! I promise I will never set foot in Southern Heaven again! And whatever you do, I am willing..."

As she spoke, she adopted an even more alluring demeanor, her body clinging like a water snake, exuding temptation. Two completely different feelings appeared on her.

"Scram!"

But Ye Qingchen's eyes showed cold indifference, releasing a slap like swatting a mosquito, sending Ji Xiuling flying hundreds of meters away, crashing against broken walls and rolling dozens of meters before stopping amidst a cloud of dust.

"Tell the Twelve Demon Sects, I give them three days to return to the Western Wilderness! Otherwise, when the time is up, I will personally take action! And destroy you all completely!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Ji Xiuling coughed up blood repeatedly, crawling from the ground in embarrassment.

Though she was a Celestial Immortal, now she had been slapped away, instead of being angry, she felt ecstatic. Almost without hesitation, she sprung up and fled!

While running, she glanced back, filled with post-disaster relief:

"Ye the Demon has actually returned! This time, Southern Heaven will completely change! I must hurry to tell others here, let them prepare early!"

Ying Chutian saw this and frowned slightly, saying:

"Mr. Ye, letting her go like this, isn't it alerting the enemy? If those demons of the Western Wilderness team up..."

"Are you suggesting I go and bring her back?"

Ye Qingchen, arms behind his back, coldly glanced at Ying Chutian, scaring the latter into kneeling immediately, repeatedly saying he dared not. Only then did the green light in his eyes gradually recede, speaking softly, "If they obediently return to the Western Wilderness, so be it. If they join forces, that's even better, saves me from having to hunt them down one by one!"

Ye Qingchen slightly raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the void, with killing intent surging in his eyes.

Ying Chutian noticed and quickly lowered his head deeply.

'No matter what, Southern Heaven is saved!'

...

Ye Qingchen has returned!

This news, along with Ji Xiuling's departure, swept through Southern Heaven and the Western Wilderness like a hurricane, leaving everyone stunned!

Overnight.

Nearly everyone was left dizzy by this news.

"Is it true? Ye the Demon has actually returned? Didn't he die inside the Holy Land? Wasn't it said that he captured five Holy Land Celestial Immortals? How could the Holy Land spare him? How could they let him return alive? And he killed six Celestial Immortals at Cyan Flame Sect?"

Countless people from the Western Wilderness Demon Sect were shocked by this!

Some small demon sects, who intended to follow behind the Twelve Demon Sects and take advantage, were terrified by the news and immediately packed their belongings to flee back to the Western Wilderness!

To them.

Ye Qingchen was simply too terrifying!

Since his debut, Ye Qingchen had roamed Southern Heaven and the Extreme North, leveling the East Sea, never suffering defeat. If it weren't for Ye Qingchen single-handedly killing the heads and Sect Leaders of the Thirty-Six Sects, the Twelve Demon Sects of the Western Wilderness would never have found the chance to invade.

Given their strength, how could they dare face such an existence!

"Goodness, this Celestial South Fierce God has not only returned, but upon return, he killed six Celestial Immortals? Can't provoke, can't provoke... There's no need to provoke this Celestial South Fierce God!"

"Indeed, and according to Ji Xiuling, whether it's the Nether Fire Ancestor, Ghost Sword Immortal, or others, throughout the confrontation with Ye the Demon, almost had no power to retaliate, simply like chickens and dogs!"

"Even Celestial Immortals are like ants; if we don't leave now, we are likely to anger Ye the Demon, and he might strike our mountain gates and destroy our sects!"

Meanwhile, the Thirty-Six Sects of Southern Heaven were ecstatic.

They never imagined that Ye the Demon not only returned to Southern Heaven but also issued an edict, driving away the Twelve Demon Sects of the Western Wilderness.

However.

Soon, they realized that those who fled were merely small sects, hardly noteworthy in the Western Wilderness.

More demon sects were sneering, showing disdain, watching the situation unfold. After all, they weren't the true leaders; if trouble arose, taller ones would bear the brunt. The Twelve Demon Sects had yet to speak!

You ought to know.

In previous battles between righteous and demon sects, the Twelve Demon Sects would act, either for profit or mutual antipathy, at most deploying half their strength. But now, the Thirty-Six Sects are weakened, perfect for catching them all in one sweep.

The Twelve Demon Sects almost fully mobilized!

"Does Ye the Demon truly see himself as the ruler of Southern Heaven? Truly believe his words can command us demon cultivators, make the Twelve Demon Sects of the Western Wilderness retreat obediently?"

"Those entities in the Twelve Demon Sects of the Western Wilderness, none are not world-shockers. Demons ruling regions for thousands of years, their strength far surpassing the heads of the Thirty-Six Sects in Southern Heaven, how would they heed his orders?"

"If only a couple of demon sects act cautiously towards Ye the Demon, perhaps those entities would fear him slightly. But now the Twelve Demon Sects of the Western Wilderness are sweeping with overwhelming momentum, will they leave because of his words? If that Ye the Demon shrinks back, so be it... If not, then they might just grind him to dust!"

"I wonder how the Twelve Demon Sects will respond?"

For a moment.

Everyone is full of anticipation.

And currently.

Ghost Shadow Ji Xiuling had arrived at Holy Spirit Mountain.

She sought to meet the Eight-faced Buddha of the Netherworld and ask him to deal with Ye Qingchen!