In the battle at Holy Spirit Mountain, Ye Qingchen first executed the Eight-faced Buddha and then fought eleven giants.
Although the news spread like wildfire in Southern Heaven.
But in reality, it was only a day or two. In the Western Wilderness, many demon cultivators didn’t even know that this battle was over. They only knew that seven giants had jointly issued a secret order.
If it were just one of them, it would be minor, but a joint order from seven giants was heaven-shocking. Moreover, these seven promised various spiritual treasures, causing a ripple effect of excitement!
Almost as soon as Ye Qingchen set foot in the Western Wilderness,
he encountered numerous demon cultivators, who didn’t even know his identity.
Ye Qingchen originally intended to bypass the demon cultivators, but they, unafraid of death, swarmed like locusts, coming and going, relentless in their pursuit.
These demon cultivators weren’t strong individually, but their numbers were vast, and their methods were insidious and bizarre, some even beyond Ye Qingchen’s imagination.
The result was.
Ye Qingchen was held up by these demon cultivators for half a day, finally losing his patience.
He rampaged forward like a monstrous beast, unstoppable and ruthless.
...
Western Wilderness.
A certain valley!
"Valley Master, this time, the seven giants are jointly hunting down just one person?"
A burly man gazed at an elderly man with a clear and sharp face. Beside them, several half-step celestial immortals with glorious auras were arranging gigantic rocks in a peculiar manner.
These rocks were entirely blood-red, covered with countless runes. Looking closely, there were innumerable lights flowing through the runes, exhibiting an eerie appearance.
Blood Evil Valley!
An affiliated force under Blood Sword Mountain in the Western Wilderness.
Within this force was a celestial immortal and several half-step celestial immortals, whose strength should not be underestimated.
"Indeed, the ancestor has commanded us to stop this person!" the elderly man said.
"Valley Master, to make seven giants jointly issue a forest hunting order can’t mean the target is weak. How can our Blood Evil Valley stop them?"
The man expressed concern.
"Haha, what do you understand?" The old man sneered, "This valley was personally set up by the ancestor with the Blood Killing Array, which has accumulated decades of Blood Evil Power—overwhelming a celestial immortal is a piece of cake!"
Upon hearing this, the man frowned slightly.
You must know.
As far as he knew, not only Blood Evil Valley but at least dozens of celestial-possessing forces were preparing to besiege the opponent. Just as he was about to say something.
Boom!
Behold.
A light streak rapidly approached from the front. At first sight, it was still at the horizon, but in another moment, it was already flying over Blood Evil Valley. Within the light streak, a young figure in wide-sleeved robes was faintly visible.
"Haha, here he comes!"
"It’s him!"
Seeing this figure, the old man rejoiced, suddenly producing a piece of tortoiseshell.
"Arise!"
With a shout.
The tortoiseshell, now in hand, emitted a misty radiance, linking with the valley floor.
Instantly, a mass of bloodlight gushed from the valley. This bloodlight was incredibly viscous, like long-accumulated congealed blood or a swirling mire, suddenly surging upwards, racing toward the figure in the sky.
Resembling a blood-colored fierce beast, it opened its massive jaws wide, rushing to swallow the sky!
Boom!
In that split second, it spread across a radius of miles.
In a flash, it enveloped the figure and swallowed them whole!
"Haha!"
Witnessing this scene, the old man couldn’t suppress his gleeful laughter: "I thought it was some formidable character, but they turned out to be so weak!"
The burly man beside him, seeing this scene, hadn’t even had time to relax when the jade token in his arms suddenly lit up. He frowned slightly, swept his divine sense over it, and found information he had sent to have investigated.
Without hesitation, he quickly picked it up, and instantly, a stream of information surged into his mind:
"In the battle at Holy Spirit Mountain, the Eight-faced Buddha fell!"
"Following that, Blood Sword Ancestor, Daoist Monarch Bai Gu, and eleven giants joined forces, resulting in four deaths and seven escapes! Therefore, the seven giants jointly issued a secret order, sparing no cost to besiege and stop the opponent!"
"Countless sects and forces have been obliterated by him! This young man has been killing along his way, not knowing how many demon cultivators have fallen before him! Now, only two of the seven giants remain!"
With a thought, the burly man had already absorbed all the information.
In an instant.
He understood everything that had happened!
Upon hearing that the Eight-faced Buddha fell in the Holy Spirit Mountain battle, upon hearing that the eleven giants were crushed, leaving only four dead and seven escaping, upon hearing that numerous affiliate sects and forces of the Twelve Demon Sects were wiped out, upon hearing that of the seven giants in the joint order only the last two remained.
He broke out in a cold sweat, feeling like he fell into an icy abyss.
At that moment, he finally realized what existence he was facing!
Just then.
A sudden burst of laughter came from beside him; the clear and sharp old man was holding the tortoiseshell, continuously pressing Blood Evil to compress like a giant birdcage, continuously shrinking.
Seeing that in just a few breaths, Blood Evil would close and grind everything into nothingness, the man could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, shouting loudly:
"Valley Master, be careful!"
"He is the Celestial South Fierce God, Ye Qingchen..."
"What?"
The old man hadn’t finished listening when he heard a ’boom’, and the patch of Blood Evil had already exploded. Violent powerful Qi swept in all directions in an instant, the entire valley was flattened!
Within the blood-red streak of light.
A figure soared skyward.
In an instant, it charged ahead.
"Zheng!"
A ferocious sword hum resonated through the void.
"He is Ye Qingchen..."
The elderly man’s eyes contracted sharply.
Simultaneously, a tide of panic, shock, regret... a multitude of complex thoughts.
However.
These thoughts had just emerged, and there was no continuation.
Blood Evil Valley in the Western Wilderness, while not a minor force, to Ye Qingchen, was no more than ants. The most formidable was merely the Blood Killing Array.
Now that even the Blood Killing Array has been breached, what more of them?
Puchi!
The sword light swept across, and in the valley, numerous heads flew skyward. Ye Qingchen struck successfully, not even bothering to look at these people, his figure flickered, continuing to dart towards the heart of the Western Wilderness.
Meanwhile.
More and more people were frantically rushing to Ye Qingchen’s location.
Even.
Many Independent Celestial Immortals joined the fray.
"If that’s the case, then don’t blame me!"
Ye Qingchen squinted, his eyes icy cold, intending to unleash a reckless slaughter!