Chapter 352: Immortals Fighting

Beneath the earth, countless skeletons burst through the soil like fierce ghosts from the netherworld, while in the sky, a vast river gathered from withered bones poured down furiously like a dark canopy!

"So strong!" Song Qingfeng and the others were completely dumbfounded through the entire display; even the crowd of grand cultivators could not help but feel a tremor in their hearts upon seeing this sky-covering assault.

On the other side, Dan Chenzi's back bristled as countless flying daggers merged behind him, resembling a pair of massive steel wings, which then transformed into a spinning wheel of blades; countless skeletons and fierce ghosts crashed into it, only to be entirely parried away.

The Moon Golden Wheel flew out from Xuan Tianzong's hand, its bladed rim whirling rapidly, likewise holding back this terrifying river of skeletons for a brief moment.

Yet these skeletons gathered in ever-greater numbers, surging like a roaring river, and within a few breaths, the two were forced to pull back and retreat!

Only now did they see a colossal skeletal face, assembled from countless bones, slowly emerge before them as if drilling out from the very fabric of space, towering like a majestic, giant mountain burning with fierce, dark purple flames; humans standing before it were like mere ants facing a demon god.

Everyone felt an unimaginably terrifying pressure assailing their faces, to the point that they could not help but doubt whether such a demon-god-like entity could truly be resisted by human strength!

"What on earth is this ghostly thing?!" Spiritual Master Xi Chi looked at the scene before her in horror.

"This old demon is simply too powerful..." Even the grand cultivators of Half-City, like Black Demon and Tang Yuan, stood before it trembling with fear.

"Not born of heaven and earth, yet able to reach such a state purely through cultivation..." At this moment, even when Ning Bi looked at this mountain-like skeletal face before her, her countenance could not hide a look of astonishment.

"You two children, I have no interest in trading blows with you." Atop the face composed entirely of countless skeletons, a dark light suddenly shot forth, revealing a silhouette that was neither human nor ghost, yet both human and ghost, a half-human, half-ghost figure.

With a wave of its hands, two human forms identical to Xuan Tianzong and Dan Chenzi condensed into shape.

The spells cast by the Demon Dan Chenzi and Demon Xuan Tianzong were exactly the same as the originals, and not only that, even their Dharma treasures were completely identical, with no difference in power whatsoever.

The four silhouettes instantly tangled into a fierce battle in the sky!

The Demon Xuan Tianzong held the Sun Golden Wheel in one hand and the Moon Golden Wheel in the other, executing his techniques with consummate skill; on the other side, the Demon Dan Chenzi's flying daggers transformed into wings, with countless blades shooting from them, blotting out the sky like a raging tempest!

"Is this old ghost omnipotent?!" Even Naran Hongwu revealed a look of shock at this moment, "Even their spells and Dharma treasures are identical?! Even their strength is exactly the same?!"

Mo Tianxing and his group were also left bewildered: "This... how is one supposed to fight this?! Could it be that next, Emei will be exterminated too?"

Could this sect, which possessed the grandeur of an immortal mountain, truly be destroyed just like that?

"Perhaps they have some trump card hidden away," Su Tianji's beautiful eyes were fixed tightly on Youquan ahead, "Watch closely."

"Too strong, too brilliant!" Although most of the cultivators from the Haoran Sect and the Yimu Dao Palace were not with Boss Fang, they also witnessed this scene now; their hearts were shocked yet carried a tinge of excitement, and within that excitement was a thrilling sense of tension.

A magical battle of this caliber had already caused the blood of most people to boil.

But in the next moment, they saw the giant skeletal face slowly rise into the sky, and subsequently open its massive maw; within its mouth, countless terrifying purple flames gathered, and a small-mountain-sized skeletal construct was launched out like a giant cannonball, appearing even more like a meteor descending from the heavens dragging a long tail of flames; without a doubt, if such an attack randomly struck any part of Mount Emei, it would likely cause mountains to collapse and result in countless casualties!

Everyone was now too stunned to speak.

Yet in the following instant, White Eyebrow, who was sitting cross-legged on the Bagua plate, suddenly expanded in stature, and an incomparably colossal Dharma body that connected heaven and earth instantly enveloped the entire Daoist Palace.

The Dharma body raised a hand, and a semi-transparent, circular magical mirror—adorned with tadpole script on its back and the shapes of ancient cloud-dragons and exotic birds—appeared in its grasp; the entire magical mirror grew even larger than the Daoist Palace and the floating mountains it protected beneath him, and as the giant skeleton slammed into the mirror's surface like a falling meteorite, countless sparks of light exploded outwards, causing heaven and earth to shake violently.

Yet the floating mountain beneath him remained completely unharmed!

"This... why does this Emei Sect feel even stronger than the Shushan Sect!"

"What kind of Dharma treasure is this?!"

"It's simply too terrifying!"

Behind Boss Fang, waves of exclamations had already broken out, while even more cultivators and warriors stared completely dazed, having forgotten how to speak.

This was simply a battle between celestial beings, fundamentally not a clash of their level!

For the cultivators and warriors of the Morning Star Sea Region and the Dajin Nation, this sort of battle was practically deities fighting! It was too terrifying!

"Heavenly Thunder Dual Swords, the Seven Disciples of the Clouds, and the three hundred disciples of Qingcheng, follow me to Panluo Valley to subdue the demons and conquer the monsters!" At this moment, White Eyebrow still possessed an air of restrained divine light; aside from his floating white hair, one could no longer perceive any of the deity-like aura he possessed when he stepped forward to block that world-shocking strike just now.

But at this very moment, no one dared to underestimate this white-haired elder anymore.

"Is this still a human?!" Ruan Ning's eyes nearly popped out in shock, "Could this be an immortal descended to the mortal world?"

Of course, she did not know that she had actually guessed correctly; this was indeed an old monster who had long been qualified to ascend, yet still lingered in the mortal realm.

White Eyebrow flew out beyond the mountain with his hands behind his back, and his disciples closely followed, flying out on their swords; sword light flickered in the sky, trailing one streak of radiant light after another, resembling a bright silver river beneath the dark canopy.

"Look at that! Look at their sect!" Many cultivators who belonged to sects could not help but sigh with regret while feeling envious; when would their own sects ever be this formidable?!

The brilliant and powerful battle, and the clash between peerless powerhouses whose cultivation connected heaven and earth—these soul-stirring scenes gripped the hearts of all the viewers tightly; White Eyebrow personally entering the fray was like a streak of white light rushing directly into that giant skeletal mountain, heading straight for Youquan's true form, making everyone watch with bated breath.

But once the two exchanged blows, the difference in superiority was instantly clear; the crowd saw that White Eyebrow's white hair and eyebrows were like Dharma treasures themselves, firmly trapping Youquan, while a beam of light shot forth from the Haotian Mirror; as the light touched its body, Youquan let out waves of miserable shreiks and howling cries; the originally overbearing Youquan found it exceedingly difficult to even flee after being illuminated by this spiritual light!

And Youquan's body was actually turning into a pool of flesh and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Seeing this, all the viewers completely forgot how to express the emotions in their hearts; such a terrifying powerhouse with sky-shattering cultivation was already unprecedented, let alone such an incredibly powerful Dharma treasure; if one held such a Dharma treasure in hand, what demon in this world would dare to commit atrocities?

Yet when they saw that Youquan actually had not died under such circumstances, but instead conserved his strength to escape by using Dan Chenzi's flying daggers that were meant to slay him...

"How is that possible?!" Even Black Demon cried out in alarm, "How could this old demon still have the spare energy to escape when he was illuminated until only a single drop of blood remained?!"

All the cultivators from great factions like the Nanhua Sect and the Haoran Sect also looked on in extreme horror; to think he still had the strength to flee after all that?!

Furthermore, his flight speed was actually faster than the speed of White Eyebrow's pursuit with the Haotian Mirror, which meant he likely still retained most of his strength! Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to fly so fast.

Youquan had indeed preserved most of his strength; showing weakness was merely to borrow White Eyebrow's power to open the legendary demonic land, the Chiyou Blood Cave, so that his demonic arts could reach grand completion!

On one hand, the Blood Cave connected to the spiritual veins of various sects and was intricately complex, and since he had transformed into a single drop of blood to hide within it, finding him was fundamentally difficult; on the other hand, the environment of the Blood Cave was like an abyssal purgatory for righteous figures like White Eyebrow, where they could not stay for long; clearly, his plan was extremely successful, and even White Eyebrow lost the Haotian Mirror within the depths of the Blood Cave in order to save Dan Chenzi and Xuan Tianzong who had pursued him deep inside; who else would dare to barge into such a place?!

"What should be done now?!"

"The Blood Cave cannot be entered, and the Haotian Mirror is gone too..."

Before one wave could settle, another arose; everyone was involuntarily drawn into the narrative, unable to stop themselves from worrying about the future of Emei.