It had been many years since something major had happened in the eastern region of the third Firmament. Such a huge scene had never happened before.
Zhang Xing and the First Mountain's pro-combat faction hadn't expected so many demons to come.
However, although 90% of the demons were nominally here to help Zhang Xing attack the First Mountain, they were actually here to watch the show.
They seemed to have grasped Zhang Xing's unique characteristic. As long as they surrendered, they would be able to preserve their lives.
Wasn't Zhang Xing very terrifying?
This news also reached the First Mountain's Second Young Master.
Therefore, their fear of Zhang Xing decreased significantly.
If Zhang Xing had killed his way here, they might not have been able to sleep all day. But now …
"Humph!
Rumors are just rumors. Zhang Xing is just killing low-level demons to intimidate the other sects. "
"That's right. We demons have been used to living like princes all these years. We have become timid and can't bear to part with glory and wealth.
What's the difference between us and the humans of the past?
If we continue to degenerate like this, it won't be long before the demons are wiped out! "
"Our First Mountain will let the entire third Firmament demon race see how insignificant Zhang Xing's strength is in front of a united sect!"
"We have to show our might in this battle. We have to let those cowards see that the strength of unity is invincible!"
"…"
The First Mountain's pre-battle morale-raising ceremony led by the Second Young Master successfully ended with impassioned speeches.
All the sect Elders, hall masters, and disciples took their positions. They activated the sect's array formation and pushed out large-scale combat weapons as they waited for Zhang Xing's arrival.
On the First Mountain's main mountain, tens of thousands of Divine Crystal cannons were on standby from the peak to the foot of the mountain.
The First Mountain was rich. Just one round of attacks from the ten thousand cannons could deplete one-tenth of their Divine Crystals.
It was obvious that they were prepared to fight to the death.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Zhang Xing's figure appeared in the middle of the First Mountain's only road.
In front of him was a protective river that surrounded half of the mountain. The river water was boiling and constantly bubbling.
Scorching beams of light intertwined with the river water and shot into the sky. To ascend the mountain, one had to pass through this barrier.
This was also the first line of defense.
Behind them, there were dozens of barriers that isolated the First Mountain.
The patriarchs of the various clans of the Eight Great Alliance had once said that if their entire alliance army was mobilized, they would not be able to break through these dozens of barriers within ten years.
This was the source of the First Mountain's confidence.
This was also the first reason why the Second Young Master dared to challenge Zhang Xing.
"You want to stop me, Zhang Xing, with this mere formation? Don't you know that I'm least afraid of formations?"
Zhang Xing sneered and shook his head as he looked at the seemingly powerful array formations.
"Boss, the first formation has a total of eighteen flaws.
Bottom three, middle six, and top nine. All he had to do was hit them one by one.
You can't attack at the same time, your strength must exceed Third Order Highgod Realm, the stronger the better! "
Jin Bao came out and wandered around before returning to Dragon Island. He lay on the mountain and ate the light stones while enjoying the show that was about to begin.
"Eighteen!
The Eighteenth Style of the Dragon Fist is perfect to break it! "
Zhang Xing channeled the power of the divine dragon and at the same time, bestowed the power of the divine soul to the eighteen dragon shadows.
Bottom three!
With a boom, three punches were thrown out!
Middle six, top nine!
Following that, six and nine punches were thrown out.
There was only half a breath's time between these three attacks.
"Second Young Master … Zhang Xing wants to break the first formation with his fists?"
"Hmph!
Overestimating himself, does he think our formations are made of paper? "
"Let him do it, let's drink and play chess!"
The Second Young Master pretended to be relaxed as he picked up his wine cup and took a sip. Then, he started playing chess with an Elder.