Chapter 1091 - 1090: Southern Heaven Boiling

Fuhong!

The founder of Vajra Temple, a Grand Zen Master who has sat in meditation for thousands of years without intervening. Unexpectedly, he has declared war on Ye Qingchen, surprising everyone, yet it's logical.

It is said that Fuhong had already attained the Celestial Immortal realm when he founded Vajra Temple; otherwise, he couldn't have been the sole Buddhist sect among the Thirty-Six Sects of the Southern Heaven!

Among the Buddhist community, in the eyes of countless Buddhist disciples.

Fuhong is the Living Buddha, the supreme existence!

Therefore.

When this news was released, the Southern Heaven, already in turmoil due to the destruction of Taotian Palace, became akin to a raging sea.

"The Vajra Temple abbot himself made a move? Why didn't the Thirty-Six Sects act?"

Someone asked.

"The Thirty-Six Sects are watching from the sidelines, and some sects are even preparing to privately send people to reconcile with Ye Qingchen! Vajra Temple is now isolated, which is why Fuhong plans to act himself!"

An informed person responded.

"Fuhong? Is he the abbot of Vajra Temple? He hasn't acted for thousands of years and is said to have been absorbed in meditation, neglecting cultivation. Can he really stand against Ye Qingchen, the demon?"

For a moment, more people focused their attention on this mysterious abbot of Vajra Temple.

After all.

This abbot was active in an era far removed from the present day, causing many people to be unaware of his existence. Additionally, Fuhong hasn't acted for thousands of years, and many events have been buried by the sands of time.

"It's said that Fuhong was once a demon head of the Twelve Demon Sects of the Western Wilderness, stirring up chaos in the entire Kunlun Realm, not unlike today's Ye Qingchen! The number of Celestial Immortals who perished at his hand is countless."

"Later, he infiltrated the Southern Heaven, just when the strong in the Southern Heaven prepared to unite against him, he suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he had renamed himself 'Fuhong', eloquently debating monks, founding Vajra Temple! Since then, he hasn't acted again…"

Someone commented.

"Fuhong was originally from the Twelve Demon Sects of the Western Wilderness? And a demon head? I've never heard of this!" Many disbelieved.

"There's evidence! You can look for records of the Western Wilderness's history. Approximately three thousand years ago, there was a Celestial Immortal realm demon head among the Twelve Demon Sects who suddenly vanished. Everything about that demon head matches with Fuhong!" Someone explained.

"Is it true?"

Lots of people were shocked, barely able to believe it.

Nobody anticipated that this high monk, who founded Vajra Temple, once belonged to the Twelve Demon Sects of the Western Wilderness. However, this did not alleviate the doubts in everyone's hearts:

"That was thousands of years ago, can he really contend with Ye Qingchen now?"

People speculated endlessly.

Meanwhile.

The top echelons of the Thirty-Six Sects were also greatly shocked.

"What? Fuhong personally makes a move?"

Cyan Flame Sect.

Beneath the Demon Fire Furnace, the sect leaders gathered in full.

As one of the Thirty-Six Sects, Cyan Flame Sect naturally possesses more information than ordinary people. The Cyan Flame Sect advocates action, but, alas, most sects among the Thirty-Six Sects advocate peace.

"Sect Leader, what is Fuhong's strength?"

"Indeed, it's said that Fuhong has sat in meditation for thousands of years, concentrating on Buddhist teachings, how much fighting power does he have left?"

Everyone hurriedly asked.

After all.

Vajra Temple, one of the Thirty-Six Sects, is stronger compared to the partially crippled Taotian Palace which has lost its top forces. Whether he can withstand Ye Qingchen further determines the future direction of Southern Heaven and the destiny of the Thirty-Six Sects.

"The strength of a Celestial Immortal is far beyond ordinary imagination. Even sitting in meditation for a thousand years wouldn't deplete a single bit of Qi Blood." Beneath the Demon Fire Furnace, Cyan Flame Sect's Sect Leader Yi Tianli calmly said, "As long as he wishes, he can return to his peak at any time!"

"Hundreds of years ago, when I took over the Cyan Flame Sect, I once visited Fuhong and sparred with him, we were evenly matched. But I felt that Fuhong didn't give his all! If he fights with all his strength, even now I am not his opponent!"

Everyone was astonished by these words.

It should be noted.

Hundreds of years ago, it was when Yi Tianli had achieved great success in his divine skill, attained the Tao of the Celestial Immortal, replacing the old Sect Leader, and succeeded in Cyan Flame Sect!

At that moment, he was in the limelight.

And now, Yi Tianli has been at the helm of Cyan Flame Sect for five hundred years, diligently studying and improving under the Demon Fire Furnace, his power even deeper and unfathomable. Such a sect leader, no match for Fuhong?

How strong could Fuhong be?

"But Ye the Demon is also an unmatched demon head who hasn't made a move for a thousand years, he cannot be treated with common sense." Yi Tianli continued, "This battle will certainly be earth-shattering, rare in the world!"

"Sect Leader, in your view, who will win this battle?"

An elder impatiently asked.

"Ye Qingchen…"

With everyone either hopeful or worried, Yi Tianli slowly raised the corners of his mouth, whispered a word:

"Die!"

...

Whether in Cyan Flame Sect, or in the Daluo Sect, the Infinite Sect, the Cloud Mist Sect, or elsewhere, everyone was discussing Ye Qingchen.

This battle is undoubtedly the most earth-shattering in thousands of years. The level of attention and anticipation is far beyond ordinary imagination, even surpassing Ye Qingchen's prior battle with Taotian Palace.

Many cultivators have traveled from far and wide to Mount Putuo, eager to witness the battle firsthand.

As the Southern Heaven boiled over.

Ye Qingchen had just left Taotian Palace, leisurely making his way towards Vajra Temple. He had plenty of time after all, none of the Thirty-Six Sects could escape him, and having just experienced a great battle, it was a good time to rest for a while and study Cyan Nether Hall!

Speaking of Cyan Nether Hall.

It is actually called 'Cyan Nether Ancient Hall', discovered by Taotian Palace's founder and used by Taotian Palace as a place to test and select elders. But only Ye Qingchen knows the true secret of the hall.

Nevertheless.

He's fulfilled the promise from that day, taking the ancient hall away from Taotian Palace.

"Finding the owner of Cyan Nether Hall is indeed a long road!" Ye Qingchen murmured, rubbing his chin, "Perhaps they're not even in this Kunlun Realm, there's no rush... I can search slowly later!"

"Alas, I couldn't find father, now I'm burdened with another quest to find someone!" Ye Qingchen rubbed his temple, shook his head with a bitter smile, scanning his surroundings. "Since I have the Cyan Nether Ancient Hall, I should continue my actions against the Thirty-Six Sects next!"

"But, speaking of which, why are the taverns so crowded lately? And their strength isn't inferior..." A rare sight, an Earth Immortal, in a small tavern sat seven or eight, not to mention Human Immortals.

Ye Qingchen held his wine cup, quietly observing the surroundings.

Just as he was deep in thought, a sudden cry resounded not far away, Ye Qingchen frowned slightly, following the sound with his gaze.