Demon Lord Chonglou Was Filled with Regret! Wutian Had Fallen!

The sky darkened, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Wild winds howled as dust filled the air.

A desolate sorrow permeated heaven and earth. The wailing winds seemed to be seeing Tongtian off as figures began to emerge from the heights of the Nine Heavens Clouds.

Yun Xiao, Zhao Gongming, and many other disciples of the Sect of Interception appeared together. Tears streamed down their faces as they bowed toward Tongtian's corpse, their expressions filled with grief.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, you deserve to die!"

Demon Lord Chonglou's hair stood on end in fury as he glared at Yuanshi Tianzun.

Demon Venerable Fenqing had been brutally killed, the Top-Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure Illusion Heaven Demonic Mirror had been destroyed by Tongtian, and Jin Ling, whom they had regarded as a powerhouse of the Demonic Sect, had also perished.

This time, the Demonic Sect had suffered devastating losses.

Moreover, he had learned from Yuanshi Tianzun that the Heavenly Court was about to wage a decisive battle against the Demonic Sect. He had sensed the Scripture Seeker and the experts and disciples of the Hundred Schools of Thought charging toward Burial Heaven Peak.

All these sudden changes left Demon Lord Chonglou utterly exhausted.

"Whether I deserve to die is unimportant. What matters is that you are about to embark upon a road of no return. The only fate awaiting you is the destruction of both body and soul."

"Where is Dao Friend Bodhi? Leave Demon Buddha Wutian to him!"

Yuanshi Tianzun spoke calmly.

As his words fell, Patriarch Bodhi rode Auspicious Clouds to the summit of Mount Cangwu. Three auras surged around him, and he was clearly at the Peak Quasi-Sage realm.

"Rest assured, Dao Friend Yuanshi. Leave Wutian to me!"

Patriarch Bodhi spoke indifferently. He had never regarded Wutian as a