Chapter 1095 - 1094: The Summit of Mount Putuo

Mount Putuo.

Seven thousand feet high, it doesn't count as grand within Southern Heaven, but it is extremely famous. Because in the mouths of Buddhist disciples, this mountain is also known as Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, simply because countless rocks on the mountain are carved into Buddha statues.

From afar, the entire Mount Putuo resembles a standing Buddha statue, a sacred place where countless Buddhist disciples must come to worship!

However.

Today, this place has gathered countless crowds, all looking eagerly.

"A battle of Celestial Immortals! A rare event in a millennium!" A top-level Earth Immortal trembled with both hands, eyes full of anticipation. "To know, Celestial Immortals haven't appeared for thousands of years, but within this short half year, there have been four or five outbreaks... Am I back to the Ancient Era?"

It was not only he who imagined this.

Everyone present had this feeling.

In the Ancient Era, Celestial Immortals were everywhere, myriad laws were newly born, Celestial Immortal powerhouses traveled together, unlike today's sparse appearances.

"Finally arrived, thank goodness, it hasn't started yet..." A wave of voices sounded, Paramount disciples rushed to the foot of the mountain. Chen Ying stood on tiptoe constantly searching through the crowd: "Where's Mr. Ye? Hasn't he come yet?"

Several brothers from Paramount glanced at each other, showing bitter smiles.

They escaped alive from Du Li's hands and originally should have stayed away from the land of disputes. But no one could act as if nothing had happened after knowing of this earth-shattering battle, remaining detached from the world.

Hence they rushed to Mount Putuo, but who could have thought Ye Qingchen hadn't arrived yet.

Boom!

At that moment.

A Heaven-shocking streak of fire suddenly swept across from between heaven and earth. When the crowd first saw it, the fire was still at the edge of the sky, and the next sight saw it flying into Mount Putuo.

From within the fire, appeared a man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in green.

"It's Yi Tianli, Sect Leader of Cyan Flame Sect!"

Exclamations arose from the crowd.

"He's from the main war faction among the Thirty-Six Sects, could he be planning to ally with Vajra Temple to deal with Ye Qingchen?" Someone speculated.

"Not necessarily!" Another shook their head and said: "The Thirty-Six Sects are outwardly united but inwardly divided, and Ye the Demon is incredibly strong. If the Thirty-Six Sects haven't agreed upon a plan, no one wants to step forward and sacrifice themselves, only to benefit others!"

The crowd nodded at the words.

After all.

These Celestial Immortals don't represent themselves, but the sects with thousands of years of legacy behind them. Tread carefully lest you stir the whole being, naturally more thought is needed.

Boom!

The crowd hadn't returned to calm before even greater commotion came, and an elder with silver hair like a curtain broke through the air appeared.

"It's Yu Hongqing, Sect Leader of Infinite Sect!"

Everyone saw.

Ye Bozhong quietly glanced at Fuhong, who was sitting in Mount Putuo's temple like a stone sculpture, without speaking, and instead stood on the clouds!

The crowd stirred in uproar.

"Sword Vein Sect!"

"Cloud Mist Sect!"

"Sunset Sect!"

Each appearance of a Celestial Immortal led to deafening cheers.

In just a short moment, twelve Celestial Immortals had gathered outside Mount Putuo.

Many were still speculating whether other Celestial Immortals would appear when even more powerful sounds arose, and in an instant, everyone looked toward the source of the sound.

"Who arrived?"

"Which sect's Sect Leader?"

Every gaze turned rapidly.

Seeing a young man in wide-sleeved robes, with a handsome appearance, walking steadily with hands behind his back along the mountain road. Each step appeared slow yet fast, when raising a foot still at the original place, when falling already several meters apart, walking leisurely.

"It's him, he is Ye the Demon!"

"He's here, really here!"

"A battle of Celestial Immortals, a counterattack of the Thirty-Six Sects!"

Voices roared, one after another.

Countless eyes focused on this young man.

Half a year ago, this young man was besieged by the Thirty-Six Sects. Anyone would think he'd be as fleeting as a blooming epiphyllum, completely vanishing. But who knew, he not only didn't disappear but instead rose with a Heaven-shocking momentum, first killing Zou Ji Dao, then Yu Hongqing, and followed by wiping out Taotian Palace.

Now.

No one dared to regard this young man as an upstart anymore but saw him as a present-day myth, even worthy of comparison with legends of the previous era.

And Fuhong was just such a legend from the previous era.

Would Fuhong, like a mountain, completely suppress Ye Qingchen? Or would Ye Qingchen topple the opponent, like a river swallowing the wilderness, completely wiping out the Thirty-Six Sects?

No one knew!

"Yi Tianli?"

"Ye Bozhong?"

Ye Qingchen stepped forward.

One by one, those Celestial Immortals watching from the clouds entered his view. And as they saw Ye Qingchen, expressions varied, thoughts differed. Some appeared fearful and shocked, guarded as facing a great enemy, or regretful and lamenting.

But Ye Qingchen didn't care to engage with those who just by stamping their feet could shake Southern Heaven, instead stepping up Mount Putuo, to meet the host of Vajra Temple on the mountain top—

Fuhong!

This Celestial Immortal powerhouse, clad in Golden Kasaya, holding the Nine-Ring Zen Staff, rotating prayer beads in hand, when Ye Qingchen stepped onto the summit, then opened his eyes:

"Donor Ye, you've come!"

Fuhong's eyes were black and white, as deep as the sea, seemingly able to swallow anyone whole who gazes upon them. Lifting a hand, transforming Buddhist light into a meditation cushion:

"Please sit!"

"I was planning to sweep along the way, first destroy Cyan Flame Sect, then sweep Infinite Sect, and then it would be your Vajra Temple's turn. Didn't expect you'd issue a war challenge in advance!"

Ye Qingchen casually sat down.

Originally, he intended to storm in with thunderous momentum, but seeing Fuhong's stance, might as well see what the other intended:

"Are you that confident that you're able to fight me?"

"Donor Ye is the most outstanding prodigy I've seen in my life. It's hard to enter Human Immortal, harder to prove Dao as Earth Immortal! Ascending to Celestial Immortal is even harder as reaching the sky! Since debut, Donor Ye has already slain five Celestial Immortals, truly terrifying!"

Fuhong sighed deeply, seemingly lamenting, yet also appearing regretful.

"Donor has committed heavy killings, by one power stirring endless bloody storms in Southern Heaven. If the Donor is willing to put down the butcher's knife, retreat into Buddhism, enter our Vajra Temple, this old monk is willing to forgive past grievances!"

"Haha, am I the one who stirred the bloody storms?"

Ye Qingchen heard this and laughed heartily, eyes flashed with cold sharpness: "Who struck me first at Bodhi Mountain? And who at the Thirty-Six Sects assembly killed and stole treasures? Who incited the Thirty-Six Sects of the Celestial South to chase and hunt me on the journey?"

"It's your Vajra Temple!"

"Now, instead blame me for heavy killings?"

Fuhong slowly raised his head, voice gradually icy: "Is Donor Ye intending to fight us to the death?"

"And if I am?" Ye Qingchen didn't back down at all, meeting Fuhong's gaze, eyes surged with green light: "Since you've issued a war challenge, you should have the resolve of dying!"

To the death!

From the very beginning of this confrontation, it was already completely settled.

"Clang!"

As the words fell, Fuhong stood up, the Nine-Ring Alms Staff slammed fiercely on the ground, sending the entire Mount Putuo into a tremor. Moreover, Buddhist light surged around him, like Buddha descends:

"In that case, this old monk will have to personally suppress you!"

"Haha! Good!"

Ye Qingchen raised his hand, True Qi surged mightily, like clad in stars and veiled in moon. Qi Blood like rivers, lakes, and seas surged fiercely. Long robes flapped, black hair flew, and an immense aura gathered around:

"Let me see the esteemed one's methods!"