Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 1853 - 1852: The Arrival of Tianyin, Heaven and Eart

"Who is this person, to possess such a bizarre movent technique and speed!"

Xifang Sheng looked curious.

This speed has reached the Heavenly God Realm, faster than his own by quite a bit.

On another treetop, Prajna, wearing a golden kasaya, clasped his hands in front of his chest, his expression suddenly turned solemn as he gazed at the red shadow.

"The visitor is certainly not from the righteous cultivation sects; it must be Devil Sect Master Tianyin."

Recalling the graves seen on Tianmo Island.

Prajna’s eyes, usually as calm as an ancient well, now flickered with fury.

Amidst the crowd’s gaze, the red shadow proudly stood atop Qiankun Mountain.

A red long dress fluttering in the wind, Tianyin held one hand behind in sorrow, while the other pointed dominantly at the world, standing on a blood-red phoenix.

Tianyin stood upon Phoenix Mountain, surveying the world with cold eyes.

"Welco, Demon Emperor!"

"With the arrival of the Demon Emperor, the righteous cultivators are bound to be utterly defeated!"

"For a thousand years, our Path of Demons has been the most powerful presence in the Blackwater Secret Realm, and I feel incredibly proud."

"Indeed, for a thousand years, no one has been able to defeat Tianyin the Demon Emperor."

The Disciple of the Devil Sect saw Tianyin’s arrival and was exceedingly excited, eyes full of pride.

Everyone placed their hands before their chest, mimicking the shape of a Demon Cherry Blossom, kneeling on one knee to welco Tianyin.

However, the righteous cultivators, upon seeing Moyin arrive, their eyes were filled with intense anger.

"Our Qingyun Sect Master went to Tianmo Way and didn’t return alive, Tianyin, what did you do to our old Sect Master?"

"Tianyin, you big demon, today is your day of death."

"Today, the righteous path will rise, and make you this big demon pay a heavy price."

"I wish I could kill the demon."

The righteous cultivators had blood-red eyes, eyes about to split, wishing to tear Tianyin apart.

Among them, so could no longer restrain their anger and flew toward Tianyin with swords in hand.

But as they flew to Tianyin’s side, they turned into blood mist scattered by the wind, and there was a faint taste of blood in the air over Qiankun Mountain.

Seeing this, the sects quieted down.

With a shocked look on their faces, they said,

"Has Tianyin’s strength reached such a terrifying level?"

"Indeed, the person just now was the Sect Master of Chan Sect, rumored to have reached the Nirvana Realm, yet couldn’t even approach Tianyin’s presence."

"The Path of Demons has suppressed the righteous path for thousands of years, and for a reason."

On the canopy, Xia Yurou watched Tianyin, her slender eyebrows slightly furrowed, feeling an intense sense of oppression.

The pressure emanating from Tianyin made her feel breathless.

Chu Mingyue’s eyes flashed with panic.

"Sect Master Wang’s opponent is too strong."

"Sect Master, we need to retreat."

Qingfeng Zi saw the situation, his pupils constricted, knowing that staying to watch the battle would unavoidably involve them.

Tingyu heard this, hurriedly nodded, looking at Tianyin, he couldn’t help but want to kneel.

The Magic Emperor Tianyin indeed exuded the dignity of a Demon Emperor.

At this mont, Tingyu felt as weak as an ant.

After retreating ten kiloters, Tingyu felt a little less afraid, though recalling the scene from earlier, he felt a sense of discouragent.

The strength of a generation of Demon Emperor Tianyin was so powerful, while he, as the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect, a leader of the righteous path, had to stay far away.

Ah~

He let out a helpless roar toward the sky.

The sense of defeat arose in his heart like a massive stone weighing it down; he knew that if he couldn’t defeat this person, he would never be able to raise his head in pride.

But, it’s just too hard.

Earlier, Tianyin rely glanced at him and his legs went weak.

Recalling that glance, his eyes were full of malevolence, dominance, majesty.

That domineering cold gaze almost made him surrender; that feeling was like a rabbit encountering a lion.

Boom~

Suddenly, a blue light flew in from the eastern sky.

The blue light seed like a blue silken thread, drifting toward Qiankun Mountain.

Alongside it, the sound of sword cries rang through the sky.

Sword rain flew toward Qiankun Mountain.

A river of swords appeared above the heavens.

Before long, a young man dressed in a blue robe arrived stepping on the sword river.

The youth exuded an unstoppable aura, his face as finely chiseled as if by a blade, his eyes releasing an ensnaring spirit.

He stood atop the sword river like a giant dragon poised for the skies.

"Who is this person?"

"It’s rumored that there are only two battling Tianyin this ti, Wang Ye or Xiong Fengru."

"Xiong Fengru, over a thousand years ago, was the master of the Blackwater Secret Realm; at that ti, Tianyin wasn’t his match, but who knows what happened afterward as this generation of talent gradually fell, vanishing from the public eye."

"Xiong Fengru finally returns, this battle will be spectacular."

Countless people started discussing.

Judging by Tianyin and Xiong Fengru’s aura, they appeared evenly matched.

Tianyin quietly stood atop the phoenix, seeing Xiong Fengru appear before her, a rare trace of jealousy and apprehension showed in her eyes.

A thousand years ago, Xiong Fengru’s battle power made Tianyin envious, at tis submissive, and eventually hopeless.

Today, facing Xiong Fengru again, Tianyin appeared indifferent, looking at Xiong Fengru, she said.

"You’re like a dark cloud in the sky, pressing deep within my heart; today, I must disperse these dark clouds."

Though Tianyin had dominated the Blackwater Secret Realm for a thousand years, she was always living in the shadow cast by Xiong Fengru.

If she couldn’t defeat this person, she would find it hard to truly break free from the shadow.

Xiong Fengru, hearing this, his sharp eyes opened, hands spread, a smile appeared on his lips.

"Tianyin, make your move!"

Hearing this, Tianyin spread her jade hand, a giant bell appeared amidst the heavens.

A thousand years ago, she clashed against the War God of the Blackwater Secret Realm; the War God died beneath this giant bell.

"Chaos Destroying God Bell!"

Tianyin operated her Spiritual Energy, causing the giant bell to instantly expand, covering the clouds and the sun, aiming straight for Xiong Fengru.

A trendous force emitted from the Chaos Heavenly God Bell, pulling Xiong Fengru into its massive confines.

Tianyin observed Xiong Fengru being drawn into the giant bell, a montary gleam of joy appeared on her face.

Anyone trapped in her bell finds it hard to erge.

Coupled with her hard-practiced Nine-colored Xuan Fire, this Xiong Fengru is undoubtedly dood.

She opened her palm, revealing a seven-colored fla in her hand.

Nine different colored flas danced vividly.

"Nine-colored Xuan Fire!"

The fla flew toward the Chaos Destroying God Bell.

Soon the fire enveloped the bell, its colors continuously shifting.

At tis presenting skeletal white cold fire.

At tis displaying dazzling golden fire.

As the Nine-colored Xuan Fire ignited, Qiankun Mountain’s temperature swiftly soared.

Heat waves radiated from within the Nine-colored Xuan Fire.