Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

"Explain?" Dao Xuan smiled slightly.

"I'd like to hear what explanation the Dragon King desires?"

"First, we swear an oath to Heaven that we will never again use the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, such a deadly treasure that is against the harmony of Heaven."

"Second, retract the arrogant statement of 'exterminating them all,' and promise not to provoke or attack other races again."

"Third," Ao Guang's gaze swept over Guanchao City behind Dao Xuan.

"You shall compensate the Siren Clan for your unauthorized trespassing into the Siren Royal Court and looting its treasures, and return what you have obtained."

All three requirements are stringent, especially the third one.

It was obvious that they knew about Dao Xuan's infiltration of the Crystal Palace.

After hearing this, Dao Xuan's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually turned cold.

"The Dragon King's words are indeed puzzling to this humble Taoist."

He slowly said, "When the Sea Demon King slaughtered my human cities and refined evil treasures..."

Where is the Dragon King? Did he make him swear an oath to never kill again?

Did you ask him to pay compensation?

Ao Guang's face darkened: "I will deal with the Sea Demon Emperor's actions myself; there is no need for you to overstep your bounds."

Your mastery of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation has disrupted the balance...

"balance?"

Dao Xuan interrupted him, his voice suddenly rising, carrying a hint of chilling sword intent.

"Where is the balance when the Siren King's blade strikes down on mortals?"

When the 100,000 wronged souls of Guanchao City wail in agony, where is the balance?

Could the balance the Dragon King speaks of mean that alien races can slaughter humans at will?

And a 'balance' where humanity can only passively await its fate?!

Upon hearing this, all the human cultivators felt their blood boil and glared angrily at the allied forces outside the city.

Many members of the alien alliance also looked embarrassed.

"That's just sophistry!"

The Corpse King of the Southern Underworld shrieked, "How many humans have killed my alien races? Today, you madman must be severely punished as a warning to others!"

"That's right! Dao Xuan, don't even think about denying it!"

Several representatives of the ancient tribes in the Western Wilderness also chimed in in agreement.

Ao Guang raised his hand to stop the commotion and stared at Dao Xuan:

"Dao Xuan, I do not wish to say more. These three points, should you agree or disagree?"

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

The powerful figures of the allied forces unleashed their auras, locking onto Dao Xuan.

On the city wall, Wan Jianyi and the others mustered their magical power, preparing for a desperate battle.

Dao Xuan suddenly laughed.

His smile was faint, yet it made Ao Guang's heart skip a beat.

"Since the Dragon King keeps mentioning the 'Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation,' it seems he is quite wary of this formation."

Dao Xuan said slowly and deliberately, "Very well, I will grant the Dragon King's wish."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, pointing his sword towards the sky.

"The Immortal Slaughtering Formation Diagram has appeared!"

hum-

A soft hum did not come from Dao Xuan, but from the void behind him.

An ancient and desolate array diagram slowly emerged and unfolded.

The formation diagram is not large, only covering the area of ​​the city wall, but it is covered with the ancient seal script characters for "execute", "slaughter", "trap" and "extinction".

Yet it exuded a chilling, murderous aura that could change the very fabric of the world!

The mere appearance of the phantom was enough to make the allied forces outside the city change color.

Even the weaker Golden Immortals couldn't help but take a few steps back, their primordial spirits stinging.

"The Soul of the Immortal Slayer Sword, coalesce!"

Dao Xuan drew his sword finger down, and a hazy gray sword aura burst forth from his fingertip and disappeared into the array diagram.

Suddenly, the ancient seal script at the four corners of the formation diagram lit up with a dazzling blood-red light, and four illusory blood-red sword pillars that reached the sky and the earth began to take shape in the four directions of the formation diagram.

Although it was not fully solidified, the terrifying sword intent that seemed to want to slay immortals and destroy gods and slaughter all living beings was already present.

It has already enveloped the entire battlefield!

This is not the complete Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, nor even a simplified version of the one used to deal with the Sea Demon King.

This is merely a "momentum" formed by the projection of the array diagram combined with a wisp of sword intent.

But that's enough.

Ao Guang's expression changed completely.

He could sense that the four illusory sword pillars were locked onto him!

An unprecedented sense of deadly crisis washed over me like ice water.

He had no doubt that if Dao Xuan really disregarded everything and activated this formation, even at the cost of his own injury, he would be able to achieve his goal.

They are absolutely capable of severely injuring, or even... leaving behind, this Dragon King of the East Sea!

The powerful figures of the Western Wilderness and the Southern Underworld were even more terrified and fell silent.

They had only seen descriptions of the infamous Zhuxian Sword Formation in ancient books.

Today, they only sensed a trace of its aura, yet it made their souls tremble and they couldn't muster the slightest will to fight back.

Only then did they realize that the Sea King's death was not unjust at all!

"Now," Dao Xuan's voice rang out again, calm and undisturbed.

Yet, with an undeniable air of authority, he asked, "Is there anyone else who needs this humble Taoist to 'explain'?"

The allied forces were deathly silent.

The Shadow Clan elders, Corpse Emperor, and others who had been shouting just moments before all lowered their heads, not daring to meet Dao Xuan's gaze, let alone utter a word.

Ao Guang's chest heaved, his hands clenched tightly beneath his dragon robe, his nails almost digging into his palms.

Shame! This is utter shame!

As the leader of the Four Seas Dragon Clan, when has he ever been threatened in this way?

But he didn't dare to gamble.

Dao Xuan dared to kill the Sea Demon Emperor, so he dared to kill him.

Even under the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, he was not confident of escaping unscathed.

More importantly, he could sense that Dao Xuan's current state was somewhat peculiar, seemingly related to the East Sea.

He formed a mysterious connection with this endless water, making him even more enigmatic.

After a long silence, Ao Guang forcibly suppressed his surging anger and rage, squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth:

"Master Dao Xuan, what skillful methods."

He turned away, no longer looking at Dao Xuan, and said coldly to the allied forces, "Let's go."

Having said that, he transformed into a golden ray of light and disappeared into the East Sea. The nine dragon war puppets pulled the dragon chariot and followed closely behind.

Having said that, he transformed into a golden ray of light and disappeared into the East Sea.

Nine dragon war puppets pulled the dragon chariot and followed closely behind.

Upon seeing this, the powerful figures from the Western Wilderness and the Southern Underworld dared not linger any longer and quickly led their subordinates away.

It receded like the tide, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye.

Only the Northern Barbarian King and his barbarian warriors remained in place and did not leave with the others.

The barbarian king looked at Dao Xuan, then suddenly grinned, his voice booming like a bell:

"Dao Xuan Zhenren truly lives up to his reputation!"

After seeing this today, I am truly impressed! We, the barbarian tribes of the Northern Desert, respect true strength!

"I came along just to see what was going on; I had absolutely no intention of being an enemy of the human race."

He patted his chest and said, "I vouch for you today: the Northern Barbarians will never participate in any conspiracy against Qingyun or the human race!"

May I be struck down by heaven and earth if I break this oath!

After saying this, he solemnly clasped his hands in a salute to Dao Xuan.

Behind them, thousands of barbarian warriors also pounded their chests with their fists, making muffled thunderous sounds as a sign of respect.

Dao Xuan looked at the forthright and uninhibited barbarian king, his cold expression softening slightly, and he returned the greeting with clasped hands:

"The barbarian king speaks frankly and directly; I've taken note of that. If you have the opportunity someday, you are welcome to visit Qingyun Mountain."

"Haha, definitely!" the barbarian king laughed. "Let's go! My men, let's go back to the ice plains for a drink!"

The barbarian army also withdrew in a grand manner.

In the blink of an eye, the sea outside the city returned to calm.

All that remained was the devastation of the great battle, and the human cultivators on the city walls who had survived the catastrophe and looked as if they had lived through another world.

Dao Xuan put away the illusory image of the Immortal Slaughtering Formation Diagram and turned to look at the exhausted crowd.

Especially the four men, Wan Jianyi, who were almost completely exhausted.

"Thank you all for your hard work."

He spoke softly, and with a flick of his sleeve, pure Yin and Yang energies mixed with a trace of gentle water elemental power.