As the two forces continued to clash, a powerful shockwave spread outward like ripples. Wherever it passed, whether Demonic Cultivators or the others, all were sent staggering back by its immense force.
In this final showdown, who would have the last laugh? Would the mysterious Demonic Cultivator's demonic arts prove superior, or would the young disciple's mysterious power create a miracle? And how would the fate of the Immortal Realm be rewritten in this fierce battle? Everything remained unknown, filling everyone with anticipation.
The aftershock from the collision swept outward like a violent storm, carrying the force to topple mountains and overturn seas. It was so powerful that even the skies of the Immortal Realm were dyed in a dazzling array of colors, like a magnificent painting unfolding before everyone's eyes.
The young disciple clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead as every ounce of strength in his body was pushed to its limit. The golden light in his hand shone as brilliantly as the sun, pouring endlessly from within him as it contended against the powerful aftershock.
The mysterious Demonic Cultivator did not dare slacken in the slightest either. The black demonic shadows around him coiled tightly around his body like a swarm of venomous snakes, constantly reinforcing his defenses. They let out sharp hissing sounds, as if mocking the young disciple for overestimating himself.
Just as both sides reached a stalemate, the Mysterious Immortal, who had been hiding in the shadows, suddenly made his move. He moved as fast as lightning and instantly unleashed an ancient, mysterious immortal art. A massive immortal seal suddenly appeared in the sky, pressing down upon the mysterious Demonic Cultivator like a mountain.
The immortal seal carried incomparable might, as though heaven and earth themselves trembled beneath it. The mysterious Demonic Cultivator's