Chapter 1195 Earth-Shattering Event!

Boom!

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, a Great Sun Buddha, pitch-black from head to toe and a thousand arms in length, streaked across the void. Yet this Great Sun Buddha was entirely black, with a blazing sun hanging behind his head—only, that sun was a black nether sun.

Under the moonlight, it was like a black hole, as if it could devour everything!

Western Wilderness.

Demon Tathagata!

Then.

Another figure, and then another figure, swept across the void one after another.

Candle Snake stared at the sky, throat dry and tongue parched, watching one figure after another pass by above, feeling his legs tremble and a chill run down his spine. As for those Demon Cultivators in the field, they had long since been scared limp, collapsing to the ground as if their bones had been pulled out.

"What's going on?"

"Aside from the Eight-faced Buddha who's already at Holy Spirit Mountain, almost all of the Twelve Demon Sects' people are here!"

"Something earthshaking is about to happen!"

Candle Snake could no longer speak.

At this moment, he could only mechanically nod.

A great matter!

It was indeed a great matter! And an earth-shattering one at that!

You must know.

The Twelve Demon Sects of the Western Wilderness have never been on good terms; this is common knowledge throughout the world. Especially these twelve people—never have more than three of them appeared at the same time.

Now, these eleven had appeared together.

It could be said.

These people gathered together practically represented the very top powerhouses of the entire Western Wilderness!

And the direction they were heading in seemed to be…

"Holy Spirit Mountain!"

Suddenly.

Candle Snake felt as though a bolt of lightning cleaved through his mind, instantly illuminating the night. At the same time, it also sorted out his chaotic thoughts!

"Holy Spirit Mountain!"

"They're going to Holy Spirit Mountain!"

Although.

Candle Snake did not know why these eleven were heading for Holy Spirit Mountain.

But he understood that this matter would absolutely not be simple!

Perhaps even.

It was very likely that they were going precisely for the battle at Holy Spirit Mountain!

"This is bad!"

Almost without the slightest hesitation, Candle Snake sprang to his feet. Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he practically shot into the air: "Hurry to Holy Spirit Mountain, this battle is likely to undergo an earth-shattering change!"

And at this time.

The other few in the field also realized that the situation had taken a drastic turn for the worse and rushed at top speed toward where Holy Spirit Mountain lay.

...

No one knew what exactly had happened in this region.

Cultivators from all corners of Southern Heaven and beyond were frantically hurrying toward Holy Spirit Mountain.

Within a small Holy Spirit Mountain, the powerhouses of Southern Heaven and the Western Wilderness had almost all gathered. Just the Celestial Immortals alone already numbered over a hundred; such a scene was simply beyond ordinary imagination!

The Celestial Immortals of both sides stood encircling Holy Spirit Mountain, clearly divided.

Cultivators from Southern Heaven and the Western Wilderness kept arriving one after another.

"Su Moran of Taotian Palace—she actually rushed back from the East Sea?"

"Wait, isn't that the Supreme Elder of the Infinite Sect? Wasn't it rumored that he disappeared a hundred years ago and most likely fell in the Golden Immortal Secret Realm?"

"Not only those hidden Celestial Immortals of Southern Heaven, but those old demons of the Western Wilderness are all popping out one by one as well!"

The crowd cried out in shock.

At the foot of Holy Spirit Mountain, the gathered Celestial Immortals numbered more than two hundred, and more were still arriving.

Boom!

In a burst of commotion.

Another Celestial Immortal entered the field.

"Who is it?"

"Is Ye the Demon here?"

"Is it Ye Qingchen?"

Amid the clamor.

Everyone in the field craned their necks to look over.

They saw.

The newcomer was a black-robed old man, with two Demon Dragons hanging from his ears; it was clearly Candle Snake. Behind Candle Snake were several Demon Cultivators with surging auras who, even if their cultivation had not yet reached the Celestial Immortal Realm, were almost there.

"It's Candle Snake of the Western Wilderness!"

"He's come too?"

The many Demon Cultivators of the Western Wilderness, seeing that it was one of their own, merely glanced casually before withdrawing their gazes.

The cultivators of Southern Heaven, seeing that another Celestial Immortal Realm demon had arrived, secretly frowned, their eyes full of vigilance.

"Damn, isn't it said that entering the Human Immortal is difficult, entering the Earth Immortal is even harder, and entering the Celestial Immortal is as hard as ascending to the heavens? How come Southern Heaven and the Western Wilderness have so many Celestial Immortals? Don't tell me all the Celestial Immortals of the Kunlun Realm have gathered here?" A Demon Cultivator clicked his tongue as he looked at the sky full of Celestial Immortals.

"What do you know?"

Candle Snake sneered inwardly from the side.

Kunlun has continued to this day.

How could there be only this few Celestial Immortals? Just the Holy Lands alone have more than this! It's just that those Celestial Immortals remain hidden from the world and won't easily show themselves unless something touches their own interests.

As he thought this, he scanned the surroundings, muttering to himself:

"Did we arrive too early?"

"Not only has Ye the Demon not arrived, but even Daoist Monarch Bai Gu and the others we ran into at Taotian Palace haven't come!"

The few who had come along with him obviously noticed this as well, but could only press their doubts deep down in their hearts.

After all.

This involved eleven top-level Celestial Immortals of the Western Wilderness; even the slightest leak of this information could bring about a catastrophic disaster!

"It seems this matter is absolutely not simple!"

After pondering for a moment, Candle Snake suddenly thought of a possibility. He snapped his head up, his eyes filled with a complex mix of shock, wild joy, and astonishment: "Ye the Demon is dead for sure this time!"

"Why?"

"Boss Candle Snake, what exactly have you realized?"

The few who had come along still didn't understand why Candle Snake, who just a short while ago had been so certain of Ye Qingchen's victory, had suddenly reversed his stance.

But Candle Snake kept his mouth shut, his eyes shining with light.

...

However.

This situation here naturally also aroused other people's doubts.

"What's going on? The Western Desolate Demons are all gathered here, so why haven't the other few of the Twelve Demon Sects come?" Ying Chutian, who had hurried over from the Cyan Flame Sect, only dared to sneak peeks at that group from the Demon Sect from the corner of his eye.

After all.

He only had Earth Immortal cultivation; if a Celestial Immortal discovered him spying on them, just one casual glance from the other side would be enough to shatter his soul.

"The Twelve Demon Sects of the Western Wilderness have always been 'king not seeing king'!"

In the crowd, Su Moran, dressed in a cyan dress, had a far more steady aura than a year ago and faintly showed signs of stepping into the Celestial Immortal Second Layer. Coupled with her outstanding figure, she stood out like a crane among chickens.

The moment Su Moran spoke, she drew the surrounding crowd's attention.

They heard her say calmly, "As long as one of them is present, a second will almost never appear. This has long become an unspoken rule among the leaders of the Twelve Demon Sects!"

"The Demon Sect has always been treacherous and slippery, and moreover they bear mortal feuds with one another. A few of them are locked in grudges of irreconcilable enmity, so naturally they must guard against each other. If a second leader of the Twelve Demon Sects appeared in the field today, I'm afraid this duel agreement would fall apart..."

On hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.

However.

Quite a few people exchanged glances and couldn't help secretly letting out a breath of relief.

In their hearts.

In a one-on-one fight, Ye Qingchen would never be inferior to anyone.

Seeing the crowd's expressions, Su Moran frowned deeply, seeming worried. She had just been about to speak when she suddenly sensed something and snapped her head toward the distance. At the same time, every Celestial Immortal of Southern Heaven and the Western Wilderness in the field sensed it as well and looked forward.

"What's happening?"

Everyone looked at each other, faces full of puzzlement.

Only Candle Snake narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice:

"Ye the Demon has arrived!"

Before his voice had even fallen.

Between heaven and earth.

A figure appeared!