When the Sword Dragon spanned mountains, covering thousands of miles in an instant, some hidden locations in the Western Wilderness opened their eyes in shock, gazing at the sky in astonishment. They saw a silver dragon crossing the sky, like a comet striking the moon, streaking across the heavens.
What shocked them even more was this.
On the dragon’s head stood a young man in a long robe with wide sleeves. That figure, in their divine senses, was incredibly bright like the blazing sun, and upon even a gentle touch with their senses, it felt as if their souls were being torn apart!
"Who is this?"
"In the world, so young and possessing such cultivation, could it be the Fierce God from Southern Heaven?"
"Could it be that the giant of the Demon Sect is targeting this Fierce God?"
Various fortresses, sects, and families.
Countless people were horrified at this moment.
This aura exceeded their imagination, comparable to several giants from the Twelve Demon Sects. Some quick-witted individuals immediately deduced Ye Qingchen’s identity.
With faces drastically changing, they instantly retracted their aura to the extreme, hiding like cicadas underground, not daring to reveal even a trace.
These people.
Some were stationed, occupying a region, while others had rushed here due to the secret orders of the Demon Sect giant, intending to block Ye Qingchen. But after sensing this aura, they instantly felt disheartened.
Knowing full well that the other party was by no means an ordinary Celestial Immortal, how dare they make any moves.
"Over there!"
Ye Qingchen cared nothing for these people, as the Sword Dragon instantly crossed mountains, and after sweeping over the peaks, he saw a massive city lying behind the mountains. The city was brilliantly lit and tremendously lively.
And that Divine Soul Mark was within it!
"Boom!"
The Sword Dragon flipped, in an instant, crossed the mountain, diving forward!
...
Meanwhile.
Mountain City.
The largest mansion in the center.
Inside the grand hall, it was bustling with heads, all present were Celestial Immortal powerhouses, but at this moment, they were cautious, facing the elder sitting atop a five-leaf blood lotus, showing utmost respect.
This elder was none other than the Blood Demon Ancestor.
Among those present were his disciples, his juniors, or his subordinates. But at this moment, they looked at each other, puzzled, all because they had rushed here upon receiving the Ancestor’s secret order.
"Ancestor, why did you summon us here so urgently?" Just as everyone was puzzled, a playful voice suddenly came from the front, "Weren’t you supposed to be in Southern Heaven dealing with the Thirty-Six Sects? Why are you now fleeing back in such a sorry state?"
Everyone looked promptly.
It was none other than.
The person speaking was a young man clad in a blood robe.
"It’s Yuan Tiancheng!"
Many people’s pupils contracted severely.
Although he seemed young, appearing only in his twenties, in fact, he was a five-hundred-year-old monster. Once an abandoned infant found by the Blood Demon Ancestor, now possessing cultivation of the Human Immortal Fifth Layer, genuinely terrifying to the extreme!
But in fact, it wasn’t just that; everyone knew Yuan Tiancheng harbored rebellious intentions, always wanting to replace the Blood Demon Ancestor.
Though the Blood Demon Ancestor was aware.
Facing the increasingly strong and deeply rooted Yuan Tiancheng, he was powerless.
"I met a formidable enemy in Southern Heaven!" The Blood Demon Ancestor accepted a cup of blood wine handed by his subordinate, and as he slowly drank it, his withered, aged skin rapidly rejuvenated visibly.
This was naturally not ordinary blood wine, but a concoction of Ten Thousand Year Stalactite paired with numerous Spiritual Treasures and Demon Beast Blood, a secret recipe not shared by the Blood Demon Ancestor.
"Hmph, what kind of formidable enemy could make you, a top-level Celestial Immortal, flee miserably?" Yuan Tiancheng didn’t believe it at all, sneeringly saying, "Perhaps you were too reckless, falling into the Thirty-Six Sects’ trap? Or were you ambushed by some other giants?"
Many people snickered at his words.
Bear in mind.
Their Ancestor had already been recklessly ambitious to seize the top more than once, only to flee back in disgrace. The Twelve Demon Sects constantly schemed against each other, yet their Ancestor showed no sign of repentance, behaving the same this time.
"Yuan Tiancheng, I don’t want to argue with you!" The Blood Demon Ancestor took a deep breath, feeling his internal aura gradually calming down, silently glanced at this unfilial disciple. "I summoned you all here to discuss how to handle the situation after offending Ye Qingchen!"
"Ye the Demon?"
"Celestial South Fierce God!"
Voices arose around.
Until now.
Everyone realized their Ancestor had provoked the legendary Celestial South Fierce God! Even Yuan Tiancheng frowned, but quickly sneered:
"Ancestor, you’re lying again!"
"Hasn’t Ye Qingchen already scheduled a battle with the Eight-faced Buddha at Holy Spirit Mountain? By now, he’s probably been taken by the Eight-faced Buddha! With your strength, even if you’ve provoked Ye Qingchen, so what?"
"Can he possibly storm into the Western Wilderness?"
Yuan Tiancheng was filled with disdain.
In his view.
His Ancestor was merely older in cultivation, lacking talent, courage, and tactics compared to him. Given three more years, he would be the one sitting on that blood-red lotus throne!
"You ungrateful disciple!"
The Blood Demon Ancestor was so angry he almost crooked. Enraged, he slammed the lotus throne below him, yelling:
"The Eight-faced Buddha is dead! Not just him, but Daoist Monarch Bai Gu, Demon Tathagata, and Ye Jingzhou... are all dead! Now it’s just me and the Blood Sword Ancestor left!"
"This matter hasn’t spread yet, but soon you will know! I’ve called you here precisely to discuss this. Ye Qingchen has already breached the Western Wilderness..."
The words fell.
In the grand hall, silence reigned, everyone found it hard to believe.
"Ancestor, you think I will believe your tales? No matter how strong Ye Qingchen is, how could he be so powerful as to leave just you two among the Twelve giants?" Yuan Tiancheng sneered.
"Indeed, this is too unbelievable! I absolutely refuse to believe it!"
"Ye Qingchen, regardless of his strength, cannot possibly kill ten giants in our Western Wilderness!"
In an instant.
Voices rose incessantly.
It wasn’t that they didn’t believe; it was just that what the Blood Demon Ancestor said was indeed too shocking, too unbelievable!
As for Yuan Tiancheng, he sneered even more, stepping forward directly:
"Ancestor, if you fear Ye Qingchen, you can pass on the position of Sect Leader to me! Let me deal with Ye the Demon!"
Many Celestial Immortals from Yuan Tiancheng’s faction sneered or looked smug or condescending or disdainful.
While Yuan Tiancheng was filled with pride.
However.
That smile, just appearing, suddenly froze completely.
As they saw.
A gigantic crash resounded, the massive palace instantly shattered, and simultaneously, a violent gust swept through, blowing everyone away.
The Blood Demon Ancestor, taking the brunt, was knocked and spewed blood, his whole body shooting out like a cannonball, knocking down buildings and walls, eventually breaking the city wall, rolling out of Mountain City with a long plume of smoke.
Everyone raised their heads in horror.
As they saw a gigantic Sword Dragon, unknowingly positioned where the Blood Demon Ancestor was. On the dragon’s head stood a young man in wide-sleeved robes who grinned amidst the surrounding shock, horror, and awe:
"Blood Demon Ancestor, I’ve finally found you!"