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"Disciple Xuandu greets Master."

Xuan Du bowed slightly, his voice calm.

Tongtian's eyes flashed like lightning as he sized up Xuandu.

He remained in blue robes, his face remained the same, but his aura... had become increasingly unfathomable.

The Daoist charm of the Primordial Great Luo was as deep and restrained as an abyss, and the true meaning of martial arts was as solid and condensed as a mountain. There was also a faint flow of chaotic aura from before the creation of the world, as if... his whole being had merged with some supreme being!

"you......"

Tongtian's pupils contracted slightly as he suddenly remembered something:

"The Chaos Pearl?"

As the three words were uttered, the sword intent within the palace suddenly solidified!

Xuan Du nodded slowly:

"Master's Dharma eyes are like torches."

"I was fortunate enough to obtain this treasure from the depths of the sea of ​​blood and have it recognize me as its master. I have already begun to refine it."

He paused, then added:

"This treasure can conceal the secrets of heaven and obscure perception; even a sage... would find it difficult to discern."

Upon hearing this, Tongtian's eyes widened in even greater shock!

Concealing the secrets of heaven and obscuring perception... even sages find it difficult to discern?

No wonder!

No wonder Xuan was able to sneak into Biyou Palace so quietly!

With such a treasure in hand, where in the vast wilderness can't one go?

Even the Purple Cloud Palace... I'm afraid I could make a trip there!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Tongtian clapped his hands and laughed heartily:

"With this treasure protecting you, you'll have a greater chance of survival during this great calamity!"

He looked at Xuandu, his eyes filled with satisfaction:

"It seems that the trip to the Blood Sea has yielded far more gains than I expected."

Xuan Du nodded slightly, but then changed the subject:

"Master, I have come here for two matters."

Tongtian's smile vanished, and his expression turned solemn:

"speak."

"Firstly, the matter of the Wu tribe."

Xuan Du spoke calmly, recounting in detail the transactions he had made with the eleven Ancestral Witches in the Pangu Palace.

The young warriors of the Witch Clan joined the Jie Sect, and during the final battle, they launched a sudden attack, catching the Demon Clan and Yuanshi off guard...

His words resounded like thunder in the depths of Tongtian's mind!

He suddenly stood up, and the Azure Lotus Sword Intent surged around him:

"You intend to have the Witch Clan suddenly join the Intercepting Sect during the final battle?!"

"Exactly."

Xuan Du's gaze sharpened:

"By then, the decisive battle will have begun, the secrets of heaven will be in chaos, and the aura of calamity will be at its strongest. Even a sage will find it difficult to concentrate on divination."

"With the sudden entry of the Witch Clan, I can seize the opportunity to disrupt the Demon Clan's plans and reverse the tide of battle."

"Furthermore, this can be used... to settle scores with the Primordial One!"

Upon hearing this, Tongtian remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded:

"This plan is feasible."

His gaze swept towards Mount Buzhou, his eyes flashing with sword intent:

"Although the Witch Clan is arrogant, the continuation of their bloodline is fundamental."

"Since they are willing to trade, our Jie Sect... will naturally accept."

"but......"

Tongtian changed the subject and looked at Xuandu:

"After joining the sect, the children of the Wu tribe must abide by the rules and doctrines of the Jie Sect."

"If anyone disobeys... he will show no mercy under the Zhuxian Sword."

The last eight characters, like ice falling to the ground, exude an undeniable aura of killing intent!

Xuan Du nodded emphatically:

"Disciple understands."

"The matter concerning the Wu tribe shall be handled according to this plan."

He paused, his voice turning deep:

"Secondly...the affairs of the saints."

As the four words were uttered, the atmosphere inside Biyou Palace suddenly froze.

Tongtian's gaze suddenly turned cold:

"The Primordial Beginning?"

"more than."

Xuandu slowly shook his head, his gaze piercing through the palace, sweeping across Kunlun Mountain, Mount Sumeru in the west, Shouyang Mountain, and the Nuwa Palace beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens:

"Yuanshi personally went to the Demon Court to instigate the final battle, intending to eliminate me during the Great Calamity."

"Jieyin and Zhunti covet the fortune of the East and want to take advantage of the great calamity to snatch chestnuts from the fire."

"Nuwa has fallen from her holy position and her foundation of cultivation has been damaged. She hates me to the bone and will surely seek revenge when the opportunity arises."

"Although Lao Tzu has fallen into obscurity, the abolition of the Human Sect and the sharp drop in his cultivation level mean he will never forget this grudge."

Each word, dissecting the surface of the primordial chaos, reveals the surging murderous intent beneath!

Tongtian's face was ashen, and his hands slowly clenched into fists hidden in his sleeves.

"The Five Saints... all want to get rid of you as soon as possible?"

"good."

Xuan Du nodded calmly:

"My Primordial Chaos Path is destined to be opposed to that of the Heavenly Sage."

"My awakening of humanity has accelerated the restoration of the earthly path, further shaking the foundation of the Xuanmen and affecting the interests of all sages."

"During the great calamity, the secrets of heaven are in chaos, and cause and effect are intertwined, which is the best time for them to make their move."

He looked at Tongtian, his voice calm yet firm:

"Master, this great calamity... is probably not as simple as the war between the Lich King and the Demon King."

"It was a trap set up by all the saints working together."

"And I am the primary enemy in this situation."

After he finished speaking, Biyou Palace fell into a deathly silence.

Only the four swords of Zhuxian hummed faintly deep within the palace, their sword intent soaring to the sky, exuding an indomitable killing aura.

Tongtian remained silent for a long time before slowly raising his eyes.

The sword light in his eyes shone like a galaxy, reflecting Xuan Du's calm yet resolute face.

Are you scared?

He suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's lips slowly curled into a smile.

The smile was faint, yet it exuded a domineering aura of superiority and arrogance!

"Afraid?"

He slowly shook his head:

"The way of a disciple is the way of transcendence, going against the will of Heaven, and is inherently about contending with Heaven, Earth, and Man."

"Those saints who wish to obstruct my path are my enemies."

"Since they are enemies... why should we fear them?"

The sound was calm, yet every word was resounding, like metal striking stone, shaking the palace!

Upon hearing this, Tongtian clapped his hands and laughed loudly:

"Excellent! As expected of my disciple, Tongtian!"

The laughter was hearty, filled with undisguised pride and determination!

He abruptly stood up, his blue robes fluttering, his black hair dancing wildly, his gaze sweeping across the four directions of the heavens like lightning:

"If that's the case..."

"Then I will accompany you... to confront this deadly trap set by the saints!"

The sound waves were like swords, tearing through the sky:

"The Four Swords of Zhuxian!"

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Four earth-shattering sword cries resounded from the depths of Biyou Palace!

Zhu Xian, Lu Xian, Xian Xian, Jue Xian!

Four swords were drawn simultaneously, suspended in the four directions of the palace. The sword intent descended as if it were a tangible force, weaving together a terrifying sword net that covered the entire Golden Turtle Island!

Within the sword net, the killing intent soared to the sky, further amplified by the will of the Tongtian Hunyuan Saint, completely enveloping the entire immortal island!

The voice that reached the heavens was icy cold, like eternal ice:

"The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is fully activated, isolating the inside from the outside and suppressing destiny!"

"All disciples of my Jie Sect must cultivate on the island to prepare for the Great Tribulation!"

"On the day of the final battle...follow me...and shatter the killing trap set by all the saints!"

The roar was like thunder, echoing throughout the entire Jin'ao Island!

Duobao Peak, Jin'ao Peak, Sanxian Island, Luofu Cave...

All the disciples of the Jie Sect felt a sense of unease and looked up in unison toward the direction of Biyou Palace.

There was no longer a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Only the will to fight!

An unprecedented fighting spirit!

"I will humbly obey Master's instructions!"

"I will obey the Vice-Sect Leader's orders!"

The sound waves surged like a tide, the blood and qi surged like a dragon, and the true meaning of martial arts soared into the sky, faintly resonating with the killing sword energy of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!

The ten thousand immortals of the Intercepting Sect are already burning with battle intent!

Xuandu stood beside Tongtian, his green robes fluttering slightly, his gaze calm as he watched the scene unfold.

He slowly raised his hand, and the phantom of the Chaos Pearl quietly appeared in his palm.

The pearl shimmered with light, and forty-nine chaotic restrictions appeared and disappeared.

"Master."

Xuan Du spoke in a low voice:

"The final battle will begin in three days."

"This disciple... must go ahead."

Tongtian's gaze narrowed slightly:

"Where to?"

"Mount Buzhou".

Xuandu gazed at the towering mountain range in the center of the primordial wilderness:

"Although the Wu tribe has already made a plan, someone still needs to be in charge and oversee the overall situation."

"More importantly..."

He paused, a chaotic light flickering in his eyes:

"I want to see with my own eyes what kind of deadly trap Yuanshi has laid out."

Tongtian remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded:

Be careful in everything you do.

"If things cannot be done... then return to Jin'ao Island."

"Even if the Four Sages arrive together beneath the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation... your master can still protect you!"

The last sentence was decisive and left no room for doubt!

Xuan Du felt a warmth in his heart and bowed respectfully.

"Disciple...understands."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thought stirred in his mind.

Deep within the Purple Palace between the eyebrows, the Chaos Pearl shimmers with light.

An invisible, chaotic wave once again enveloped his body, completely concealing his aura, Daoist charm, and even his presence.

"Buzz..."

The void rippled silently.

The figure in green slowly faded away, like a reflection in water.

Ultimately, it completely disappeared from Biyou Palace.

Tongtian stood alone atop the palace, gazing in the direction where Xuandu had disappeared, remaining motionless for a long time.

His hands, hidden in his sleeves, slowly clenched together.

The intent of the Qingping sword flowed throughout his body, resonating with the four swords of Zhuxian, and evolving into endless killing phenomena.

"Yuanshi... Jieyin Zhunti... Nuwa... Laozi..."

He whispered a name, each word icy cold:

"You intend to plot a murder to eliminate my disciple..."

"Then let me see..."

"Is this Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation... effective?"

The sound was not loud, but it carried the supreme majesty of the Primordial Saint, quietly echoing throughout the entire Golden Turtle Island.

The four swords of Zhuxian hummed and trembled, their sword light soaring into the sky and illuminating all heavens!