Primordial Era: Starting by overwhelming the Sages, Hongjun was stunned!

"The three paths of the primordial world have just been established, and their foundations are not yet stable. It is not advisable to confront them head-on."

Kong Xuan's voice remained calm:

"We should adopt a defensive strategy as our offensive tactic, and use formations as our walls."

He raised his hand, and the chaotic Daoist energy flowed within his palm, evolving into a miniature array that covered the entire primordial world.

Within the array diagram, three streams of fortune intertwine like a net, with mountains, rivers, and seas serving as the array's core, and the fortune of all races condensing into the array's foundation.

"This is the 'Three Powers and Myriad Spirits Grand Array'."

Kong Xuan flicked his finger, and the array diagram disappeared into Di Xin's brow:

"Based on the three principles of Heaven, Earth, and Man, with the fortune of all races in the primordial world as its source, and with the mountains, rivers, and earth veins as its eyes, this formation can withstand all attacks from the Primordial Limitless Luo."

Di Xin shuddered, feeling the vast and profound mystery of the formation surge into his soul.

Every array pattern is connected to the primordial origin; every array eye resonates with the fortune of all races.

Once this formation is set up, the primordial world will become an impregnable fortress, making it difficult for external enemies to invade!

"This junior will immediately begin setting up the formation!"

Di Xin cupped his hands and was about to turn and leave.

"Wait a minute."

Kong Xuan called out to him, her gaze deep:

"This formation requires the combined strength of three forces and the unity of all races."

"The Heavenly Court, the Underworld, and the Human Race all need to contribute their manpower and strength."

"You are a sage of humanity. I will send a message to the Queen Mother of the West and Pingxin, and we will discuss this matter together at the Buzhou Mountain ruins in three days."

Emperor Xin solemnly agreed:

"I will obey the instructions of my predecessors!"

He didn't linger any longer, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the sky above Chaoge.

Kong Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe fluttering lightly in the wind.

He did not leave immediately, but instead used his divine sense to connect with another location.

"Buzz".

The void before him rippled, and a figure in pure white slowly emerged from the ripples.

Queen Mother of the West.

She was still dressed in a plain white gown, her long hair cascading down her back, her eyes cold and clear, but she no longer possessed any of her former reclusive air. Instead, she exuded a majestic and awe-inspiring aura as the ruler of the heavens and the master of all gods.

"Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan."

The Queen Mother of the West nodded slightly:

"The monitoring mirror has issued a warning; I have sensed it."

She raised her hand, and the phantom image of the Kunlun Mirror appeared in her palm. The scene reflected in the mirror was exactly the same as that of the Hongmeng Surveillance Mirror.

"Three thousand remnants of the Chaos Clan, seven Primordial Grand Luo... What a grand gesture."

The Queen Mother of the West's voice was calm, yet carried a hint of coldness:

"The Heavenly Court has just been established, and the divine positions have just been determined. This is a good opportunity to train troops in battle."

Kong Xuan nodded slightly:

"Three days later, at the Buzhou Mountain ruins, we will discuss the deployment of the 'Three Powers and Myriad Spirits Array'."

The Queen Mother of the West nodded:

"I will personally go."

She paused, her gaze sweeping across Chaoge, across the surging river of humanity:

"This battle concerns the survival of the primordial world; all races must contribute."

"All 365 righteous gods of Heaven and 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals can be commanded."

Kong Xuan cupped his hands in greeting:

"Thank you for your trouble, fellow Daoist."

The Queen Mother of the West said no more, her form transforming into a wisp of breeze and dissipating into the void.

Kong Xuan turned around and looked towards the direction of the underworld.

His divine sense pierced through the Nine Netherworlds, reaching the Land of Reincarnation.

"Fellow Daoist Pingxin."

The voice was calm, yet it resonated clearly deep within the cycle of reincarnation.

Before the Wheel of Reincarnation, Lady Pingxin slowly opened her eyes.

Her body shimmered with radiant light, and the gates of the six realms of reincarnation slowly rotated behind her, with the scenes of countless souls being reborn rising and falling.

"Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan."

Pingxin's voice was gentle, yet tinged with weariness:

"The underground early warning array is complete; the movements of the Chaos Remnants are now fully under our control."

"They...have reached the edge of the primordial wilderness."

Kong Xuan's gaze narrowed slightly:

"how long?"

"Seven days at the earliest, half a month at the latest."

He calmly and slowly said:

"The first batch of vanguard, numbering about three hundred, are all above the Quasi-Saint level and are led by a 'World-Devouring Demon Leech' at the early stage of the Primordial Grand Luo realm."

Devouring World Demon Leech.

The information from the Hongmeng Surveillance Mirror instantly appeared in Kong Xuan's mind.

[Chaos Remnant: World-Devouring Leech]

[Born through: Devouring the remnants of the world and transforming into its original essence]

【Characteristics: Excellent at concealment, capable of devouring the rules of heaven and earth, and polluting the earth's veins】

Threat Level: Medium

"Could the underground tunnel formation possibly intercept it?"

Kong Xuan asked.

"Can."

Nod calmly:

"However, it requires a large amount of authentic essence, which may affect the operation of reincarnation."

"It's alright."

Kong Xuan raised his hand, and three more drops of primordial chaos essence flew out, piercing through the void and landing in Ping Xin's palm:

"Using this method to nourish the soil is enough to make up for the losses."

I accept this with a calm and solemn heart:

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

"Three days later, at the Buzhou Mountain ruins, we will discuss strategies to defend against the enemy."

Kong Xuan's voice was calm:

"In this battle, the tunnels are the foundation; they cannot be lost."

Calm and solemn:

"I will certainly live up to your trust."

The message has been delivered.

Kong Xuan withdrew his divine sense and looked towards Jin'ao Island.

The Tongtian Sect Leader had already sensed everything. At this moment, he stood in front of Biyou Palace, looking up at the sky, his Zhuxian Sword Intent soaring into the sky and tearing through the clouds.

"Master."

Kong Xuan's voice reached Tongtian's ears.

Tongtian suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashing with sword light:

"When will the war begin?"

He has been silent for too long.

Since the end of the Investiture of the Gods and the re-establishment of the Intercepting Sect, he has been in seclusion honing his swordsmanship and comprehending the Primordial Chaos.

Now, with a powerful enemy pressing in, the Four Swords of Zhuxian are already starving and thirsty.

"The vanguard will arrive within seven days."

Kong Xuan slowly said:

"In this battle, the Jie Sect will be the blade."

A thunderous laugh echoed through the heavens:

"good!"

"The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation has been dormant for a long time; let this monstrous blood serve as a sacrifice for my sword!"

Amidst the laughter, a murderous aura surged.

Kong Xuan nodded slightly and said no more.

He took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the sky above Chaoge.

When it reappeared, it was already deep in the East China Sea, on that chaotic, isolated island.

The twelve-petaled Chaos Lotus Platform radiates a warm and gentle light, and the essence of primordial chaos flows within the lotus pond.

Kong Xuan sat down cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes.

My mind sank into the depths of the Dao Fruit universe.

There, the Hongmeng Surveillance Mirror floated silently, its surface reflecting ever-changing scenes.

The marching routes and strength distribution of the three thousand Chaos Remnants, and even the original characteristics of the seven Primordial Great Luo Remnants... were all revealed in the mirror.

Kong Xuan's gaze was calm, but his divine sense was sharp as he began to deduce.

Analyze all possibilities for this battle.

To deduce how the myriad races of the primordial era would respond.

To deduce the true intention of that "Eye of Chaos".

He further deduced... how he could eliminate this fiend while preserving the primordial world.

Time slowly passed as the simulation unfolded.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Buzhou Mountain Site.

What was once a pillar supporting the heavens and the earth is now a dilapidated ruin.

The mountain collapsed and the earth's veins fractured, but some remnants of Pangu's oppressive aura still lingered, making this place a unique spot in the primordial world.

At this moment, several figures have gathered atop the ruins.

Emperor Xin stood in the east, adorned in a black and yellow imperial robe, with the Kongtong Seal floating above him, nine phantom dragons swirling around him, and the holy light of humanity shining brightly like the sun.

The Queen Mother of the West stands in the west, her white robes fluttering, with the Kunlun Mirror hanging beside her, its light clear and cold, reflecting the three realms.

Empress Pingxin stood in the north, her body radiating a divine light, while the phantom of the Wheel of Reincarnation slowly rotated behind her, and the six gates were deep and mysterious.

The Tongtian Sect Leader stood in the south, surrounded by the illusory images of the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords, their sword intent soaring to the heavens and tearing the sky apart.

In the central government.

Kong Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe motionless in the lingering mountain wind, his gaze calmly sweeping over the four people.

"Gentlemen."

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"The calamity of chaos has arrived."

"The vanguard of three hundred will reach the edge of the primordial wilderness in seven days."

"This battle concerns the very survival of the primordial world."

After he finished speaking, silence fell upon the top of the ruins.

Only the wind howled, like an ancient sigh.