The shore of the East Sea.
Many powerful figures have gathered at this moment.
Han Xuanji saw this scene from afar and couldn't help but nod in approval.
When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken.
These people were all powerful figures from various sects Nine Provinces. Under the call of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, many sects also realized the seriousness of the problem and, led by the four holy lands, formed an allied force.
As more and more cultivators from various sects and factions across the land arrived, their confidence grew.
Nearly ten experts at the Immortal Ascension Realm also arrived, Ancestor Ziyang of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, the Arhat Wuzhu of the Nirvana Temple, and the Sword Immortal Qingxu of the Mount Shu Sword Sect.
This force is undeniably powerful.
This day.
The Ancestor Ziyang, dressed in a purple robe, gazed into the distance at the sky-covering demonic clouds. Beneath these clouds lay the gathering place of the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Sect cultivators.
His brows were furrowed, and his face was etched with worry.
The sea breeze ruffled his gray hair and beard. As a member of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, he knew better than anyone else how terrifying the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Sect.
Even if it was just a fleeting moment, the aura emanating from afar grew stronger day by day.
"Amitabha."
A Buddhist chant rang out.
Wearing a simple kasaya and with a compassionate expression, the Arhat Wuzhu slowly walked to the side of Ancestor Ziyang.
He clasped his hands together, his gaze also fixed on the churning demonic clouds, golden light gleaming in his eyes as if trying to see through everything behind the demonic energy.
"Brother Ziyang, the strength of this Heaven-Swallowing Devil Sect..."
The Arhat Wuzhu paused, his voice carrying an unprecedented solemnity:
"I'm afraid... it's far beyond our expectations."
Deep within that demonic island, no fewer than ten auras at the Immortal Ascension level had gathered, along with several unfathomable auras, especially that one...
He raised his withered finger and pointed it towards the very core of the demonic cloud, where an ancient, ferocious beast seemed to dwell, devouring everything.
"That aura... it's probably at the Late-Stage Immortal Ascension."
Late-Stage Immortal Ascension.
The Ancestor Ziyang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he gasped.
Although he had some suspicions, the confirmation personally made by Arhat Wuzhu, Buddhist Order master renowned for his " Heavenly Eye Divine Ability," still deeply shocked him.
The Immortal Ascension Realm is a realm that truly transcends the mortal world, approaching the level of immortals and gods. The difference in strength between each level is considerable, and the gap between the Mid-Stage Immortal Ascension is even greater.
Even though their Kunlun Immortal Sect only has one Late-Stage Immortal Ascension cultivator, this ancestor needs to Devil-Suppressing Abyss and has no time to deal with these matters.
"Have no idea..."
The Ancestor Ziyang hadn't finished speaking.
At this time.
An incredibly terrifying pressure descended, startling them all into turning their heads to look.
The next second.
Even many cultivators who Immortal Ascension couldn't help but frown, feeling a trace of fear.
All that could be seen was the direction of the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Sect, on the other side of the sea.
A colossal floating fortress appeared, like a giant beast in the sky, unstoppable, devouring the heavens and the earth.
It blotted out the sky, casting a shadow large enough to cover several mountain ranges.
Before this fortress, everything along the way seemed like dust.
Arhat Wuzhu a deep breath and focused his gaze. There were countless cultivators on the fortress, each of them possessing considerable cultivation. The auras of the few standing at the very front were incredibly powerful, with the phantom of Devil God manifesting behind them.
Each one was no less impressive than the one they had observed before.
"Amitabha."
The Arhat Wuzhu closed his eyes and silently chanted the Buddha's name to calm his mind.
Many members of the Immortal Alliance coalition turned pale upon witnessing this scene, and some even collapsed to the ground.
How can we win this?
Someone said with a wry smile.
It wasn't that they were afraid, but rather that the disparity in strength was so great, like ants trying to shake a tree.
"How many people are there?"
Lu Fan clicked his tongue in amazement. Although he had always imagined the power of the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Sect, he realized after seeing it that his imagination was not enough.
This power is enough to flatten any force in the Nine Provinces!
No wonder they have the confidence to come to Nine Provinces.
The Demon Lord's voice slowly rang out:
"To witness this scene is worthwhile; I have lived for a thousand years and have never seen anything like it."
Even cultivators at the Tribulation Transcendence Realm are nothing more than large ants in the face of a war of this magnitude.
Only by the Immortal Ascension Realm can one influence the course of the battle.
But it's just an impact.
"Vice Sect Master, Holy Venerable Tianming, you have finally arrived."
Sensing these two auras, the Holy Venerable Jiehai smiled slightly.
These two powerful figures are arguably the strongest below the Heaven-Devouring Patriarch. Both are peerless experts in the Late-Stage Immortal Ascension to Immortality, and their strength is unfathomable.
In fact.
The Heaven-Devouring Patriarch has not made a move for thousands of years, leading many to speculate that Heaven-Devouring Patriarch has either ascended to immortality or perished.
In the hearts of many disciples of the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Sect, the First Saint Venerable and the Vice Sect Master are already the two strongest.
These two had eliminated countless enemies of the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Sect, and their reputation was formidable.
"With both of you here, I feel at ease."
"It is the Holy Venerable Jiehai," he spoke.
The Holy Venerable Tianming was a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe, with a calm expression, who spoke:
"I'd like to see who it is that makes you wary."
Just then...
Buzz!
A sword cry, seemingly emanating from beyond the heavens, rang out, and a sword light streaked across the sky.
What followed was a scene they would never forget.
The Sword Qi was like a long river, vast and continuous for thousands of miles, turning the entire sky into an ocean of Sword Qi.
Han Xuanji and the others had been waiting for quite some time to gather together.
Since the people from the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Sect are so confident, he won't indulge them.
Han Xuanji decided to teach them a lesson.
A long river of Sword Qi surged down!
Their target was this floating fortress of the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Sect.
"What?"
The composure on the face of the Holy Venerable Tianming froze instantly.
For the first time, an incredulous look of horror flashed in his eyes.
He sensed the power contained within that river of Sword Qi energy—a power that transcended his understanding.
Its power was so great that even he, the head of the Late-Stage Immortal Ascension Saint Venerable, felt his soul tremble.
Under the gaze of countless people.
The Sword Qi energy surged forth, heading straight for that terrifying war fortress.