Primordial Era: Cultivation level equals the sum of the Jie Sect's total; the Three Pure Ones a

Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly fixed on the depths of chaos.

He didn't speak.

It didn't move.

Upon seeing this, Lao Tzu frowned slightly:

"Junior Brother Tongtian, why aren't you moving?"

"Are we simply going to sit idly by and watch the Dao Ancestor fight alone?"

Yuan Shi echoed:

"The Jie Sect is known for its 'ten thousand immortals paying homage,' and Junior Brother Tongtian is even more skilled in using the Zhuxian Sword Formation, making him the most formidable killer."

"Now that the Dao Ancestor is in trouble, it is precisely the time when he needs capable men. How can you, Junior Brother, shrink back?"

Although Jieyin and Zhunti did not speak, their eyes were full of urging.

Tongtian finally turned around.

He looked at the four people, at their faces that seemed concerned but were actually full of calculation.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a piercing, mocking edge.

"To help?"

The heavens opened their mouths, their voices calm:

"Do you know what level of battle that was?"

Laozi was taken aback.

Tongtian raised his eyes and gazed into the depths of chaos.

Looking at the two figures fighting frantically, and at the destructive light that erupted when the Jade Disc of Creation collided with the Hollow Willow.

"Hongjun Dao Ancestor, half-step Heavenly Dao, peak of the Ninth Heaven."

"Yang Mei Daoist, Hunyuan Daluo, peak of the Ninth Heaven."

"Where the two fought, the chaos spanning billions of miles vanished into nothingness."

He paused, his gaze falling on the four people:

"Do you really think that a few of you with damaged Saint Foundations and fallen cultivation levels can get close?"

"A single gust of the aftershock from that battle could kill you tens of thousands of times over."

Upon hearing this, Laozi's expression froze.

The pupils of the primordial beings contracted slightly.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, a hint of undisguised embarrassment flashing in their eyes.

Tongtian is right.

Their sacred foundation was damaged, and their realm fell.

Laozi was only at the early stage of the first heaven, Yuanshi was only at the second heaven, and Jieyin and Zhunti were not much better off.

With such cultivation, one wouldn't even qualify to get close to a battle of that level.

The aftershocks could kill them tens of thousands of times over.

But I'm not willing to accept this.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, and said in a deep voice:

"Junior brother, you are mistaken."

"Although our cultivation level has fallen, we are still Heavenly Saints after all."

"If the four of them join forces, they might be able to withstand the aftershocks."

He paused, his gaze fixed on the heavens:

"Moreover, Junior Brother wields the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, making him unparalleled in killing."

"If Junior Brother is willing to intervene and protect us with a sword formation, what do we have to fear from the aftershocks?"

"Our Dao Ancestor is in trouble; how can we, as his disciples, stand idly by?"

"This is a matter of great importance; junior brother, you should not refuse."

Yuanshi nodded:

"Elder brother is right."

"Although we have some disagreements with our junior brother, those are minor matters in front of the Dao Ancestor."

"Now that the Dao Ancestor is fighting alone, we should unite as one and go together into chaos."

Although Jieyin and Zhunti did not speak, their eyes were full of "righteous indignation".

Tongtian looked at them.

Looking at those sanctimonious faces.

He sneered inwardly.

What a convenient example of moral blackmail!

They spoke in such a grand and righteous manner, as if his refusal to go would be a grave act of treason.

But how could he not know what these people were up to?

Let him protect it with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?

What are we protecting?

Should we protect them and send them to their deaths?

Or should we support them and let them go see the excitement?

Even the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation might not be able to completely block the aftershocks of that battle.

If he really goes, Tongtian will be the first to bear the brunt and suffer the greatest impact.

The four of them were the safest, hiding behind the sword formation.

If he dies, the sword formation will collapse, and they will flee.

If he hadn't died and the sword formation had protected him, they would have gained fame.

No matter how you look at it, it's a scam against him.

The mocking smile on Tongtian's lips deepened even further.

He spoke slowly, his voice calm:

"What you fellow Daoists say makes sense."

"The Dao Ancestor is in trouble, and we should indeed help him."

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Laozi's eyes.

But the joy froze the next moment.

Tongtian changed the subject:

"but......"

"I act with divine authority and am never instructed by anyone."

"Since you fellow cultivators are so righteous, why don't you take your leave first?"

"Once you step into the Chaos, I will protect you with a sword formation."

"Never fall behind even a step."

Laozi's face stiffened.

The pupils of the primordial beings contracted slightly.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, both seeing the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

Take the lead?

What's the difference between that and sending someone to their death?

How many of those four could they block together?

It's likely that it would be blasted into dust the moment it stepped into chaos.

Lao Tzu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out.

Yuanshi slowly clenched his hands in his sleeves, but ultimately did not take a step.

With lowered eyes and a compassionate expression, Jieyin concealed the resentment of his failed scheme.

Zhunti lowered his head and remained silent.

The four of them each had their own thoughts.

But all those thoughts were calculated.

His scheming was so profound that it reached the heavens.

They plotted against the sect.

Unfortunately, Tongtian didn't fall for it.

Lao Tzu took a deep breath, about to speak again.

But at that very moment...

"boom!!!"

From the depths of chaos, another earth-shattering collision resounded!

The force of the collision transformed into a monstrous aftershock that surged toward the edge of the primordial wilderness!

The aftershocks were ten times stronger, more vast, and more destructive than before!

Wherever it passed, the chaotic energy was completely annihilated!

The laws of the void shattered completely!

Everything, both tangible and intangible, vanishes into nothingness!

The expressions of Laozi and the other three men changed drastically!

They sensed it.

If the aftershocks reach the primordial world, the primordial world will surely suffer a great calamity!

Even if the four of them joined forces, they might not be able to stop them!

But the next moment.

"Buzz!"

A vast and boundless sword intent suddenly erupted!

Four sword lights shot into the sky from behind Tongtian!

The Immortal-Slaying Sword!

Immortal Slayer Sword!

The Immortal-Trapping Sword!

The Immortal-Slaying Sword!

Four swords were drawn simultaneously, suspended at the edge of the primordial world, their tips pointing straight into the depths of chaos!

Sword lights intertwined, and in an instant, a sword formation was formed!

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!

The sword formation enveloped the entire edge of the primordial world, effectively blocking the surging aftershocks outside the formation!

The aftershocks struck the sword formation, causing it to tremble violently.

But it ultimately did not collapse.

Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back, his whole body exuding a chilling sword aura.

He gazed at the blocked aftershocks, his eyes calm as still water.

He did not go to help the Dao Ancestor.

But he protected the primordial world.

This is what he, as the leader of the Jie Sect, should do.

As for the rest, it has nothing to do with him.

Laozi and his three companions stood beside him, gazing at the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation that enveloped the edge of the primordial world, and at the towering aftershocks blocked outside the formation.

His eyes were filled with complexity.

The sword formation blocked the aftershocks.

This also blocked their last excuse.

They originally intended to force Tongtian to take action under the pretext of "protecting the primordial world".

But now, Tongtian has directly intervened to protect the Primordial World.

What else can they say?

Lao Tzu's face was gloomy.

Yuan Shi's face was ashen.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, both seeing the disappointment in each other's eyes.

The disappointment was undisguised.

Because their plan failed.

The four stood in the void, gazing at the figure in blue robes standing with his hands behind his back.

Looking at that calm yet mocking face.

My heart is filled with helplessness and embarrassment.

But at that very moment...

"Buzz".

The void rippled slightly.

A figure in green robes slowly emerged from the ripples.

Xuandu.

He landed beside Tongtian, stood with his hands behind his back, and calmly swept his gaze over Laozi and the other three.

A faint smile flickered in the depths of those eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well.

The smile was faint, yet it sent a chill down the spines of the four of them.

"Four fellow Daoists."

Xuan Du spoke slowly, his voice calm:

"I heard it clearly just now."

"The four of you are all wholeheartedly dedicated to helping the Dao Ancestor; your loyalty is commendable."

"This disciple greatly admires you."

Lao Tzu frowned slightly upon hearing this.

He gazed at Xuan Du, at that young yet infinitely composed face, and a sense of foreboding welled up within him.

"Xuan Du, what do you intend to do?"

Xuan Du smiled slightly.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"Although my cultivation is shallow, I am willing to lend you four a helping hand."

"To fulfill the loyalty of the four."