Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 335 The True Formation of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation

"Who says our Jie Sect has no one left?"

As soon as Guang Chengzi finished speaking, Liu Er's voice came from the top of Tongguan City.

The disciples of the Chan Sect and the Western Sect immediately looked over and saw that, apart from Liu Er, there was not a single person among the second-generation direct descendants of the Jie Sect, except for the Three Immortals.

Master Puxian loudly questioned, "Where are your second-generation disciples of the Jie Sect? Stop hiding and show yourselves!"

Yunxiao, dressed in a white fairy dress, possessed unparalleled beauty and breathtaking charm. She glanced indifferently at the group from the Chan Sect and the Western Sect, then shook her head slightly and offered a brief explanation.

"Senior brothers, our senior sister is about to break through to the next level and is too busy to go down the mountain, so she only sent the three of us. With our meager strength, we should be enough for this battle!"

"Whoosh!"

Yunxiao's words are no less impactful than boiling water being poured into hot oil.

A commotion erupted around them, and everyone wore expressions of disbelief and utter shock.

In the Battle of Tongguan, the elite forces under the sages of the Chan and Western religions were all deployed.

It's unbelievable that none of the second-generation direct descendants of the Jie Sect remained unmoved.

Ran Deng frowned slightly, while the others thought the Three Immortals were joking.

Duobao and the others are probably hiding in some obscure corner.

However, as a quasi-saint, Ran Deng possessed terrifying perception abilities, and indeed, he did not sense any other powerful auras from Tongguan.

This means that Duobao and others did not actually come to the Battle of Tongguan; they only sent the Three Immortals to participate in the battle.

The Taoist Ran Deng quickly gave Cihang Zhenren a look, and Cihang Zhenren immediately stepped forward.

"What a joke, what a huge joke! Before Tongguan, the three sects fought a great battle. Instead of sending your disciples Duobao and others from the Jie Sect, you sent three women to their deaths. The Jie Sect is so great, it claims to have ten thousand immortals paying homage, but in reality, it is nothing more than a bunch of cowardly and timid turtles."

Cihang Zhenren thought that Liu Er, with his fiery temper, would be furious after hearing this.

Unexpectedly, Liu Er seemed not to have heard anything and gave a faint laugh.

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? If my second-generation senior uncles from the Jie Sect were to take action, you wouldn't have the right to spout nonsense here. Sending my three junior uncles from Sanxiao to deal with you would be more than enough."

"You six-eared monkey, how dare you despise my Chan Sect! This is a grave offense of disrespect, deserving of death!"

Manjushri was so angry that he wanted to fight Liu Er for three hundred rounds.

Guang Chengzi gestured for Manjushri to shut up, then stepped forward and said, “Junior Sister Sanxiao, the battlefield is no child’s play. A slight mistake could lead to death and the destruction of millions of years of hard work.”

"Considering the fact that you have cultivated for hundreds of millions of years and are women, we, as your senior brothers, cannot bear to attack you. You can still retreat now. Go to Jin'ao Island and call Duobao and the others over to fight to the death with us, the Golden Immortals of Kunlun."

Guang Chengzi spoke eloquently, but most of it was actually nonsense.

The reason why they were unwilling to take action against the Three Immortals was ultimately because of Zhao Gongming.

The sworn brotherhood between the Three Immortals and Zhao Gongming was common knowledge in the prehistoric world, and the bond between them was self-evident.

Zhao Gongming's strength is unfathomable; he could probably even fight against veteran quasi-saints like Styx and Zhen Yuanzi.

Not to mention dealing with them; if they wanted to, they could probably slap them all without much difficulty.

If the Three Immortals of Sanxiao are injured, and Zhao Gongming takes action, then things will really get complicated.

Upon hearing Guang Chengzi's words, the Three Immortals raised their eyebrows and retorted, "Back when we were on Jin'ao Island, I heard Brother Gongming say that the Chan Sect was notoriously thick-skinned. Seeing it for myself today, I can confirm that their reputation is well-deserved."

"Red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves—the Three Pure Ones were originally one family, but that only applied to the three religions that were once together on Kunlun Mountain. Now that the Three Pure Ones have separated, they are no longer one family. Which disciple makes the list depends entirely on luck!"

"If you fellow Daoists have the courage, then try the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation that my three sisters and I have painstakingly researched."

After Yunxiao finished speaking, a thought struck him, and he suddenly summoned the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron.

Bixiao unleashed the Golden Dragon Scissors.

The two magical treasures stood in mid-air, radiating brilliant light, and constantly changing to form an incomparably powerful array.

Before even entering the formation, one could feel a sharp, piercing aura rushing towards them, stinging their skin.

"The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation!"

Daoist Ran Deng felt a chill run down his spine. The moment the great formation was set up, even he felt a little uneasy.

You must know, he is a genuine Quasi-Saint. How could those Three Immortals of Sanxiao, who are merely at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, possibly pose a threat to him?

Ran Deng shook off all the unbelievable thoughts in his mind, and his expression gradually became serious.

The Three Immortals continued, "My Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation contains the Bewitching Immortal Pill and the Sealing Immortal Technique, which can cause immortals to lose their spirit, dissipate their soul, trap their form, damage their energy, lose their original essence, and harm their limbs. Immortals who enter here become mortals, and mortals who enter here perish. Fellow Daoists, please be careful."

At this moment, Nezha jumped out wielding the Universe Ring, "Haha, you're not scared now, are you? You don't even dare to enter the formation set up by my Three Immortals Uncle. You'd better get back to Kunlun Mountain as soon as possible."

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Old Man of the South Pole summoned his peachwood staff, saying, "What Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation? It's no match for me. I will break it."

Just as he finished speaking and was about to make his move, a middle-aged man in a black robe appeared on the top of Tongguan City. His broad shoulders were like a mountain, giving people an immense sense of security.

"Vice Master Xuan Turtle!"

The Antarctic Immortal secretly groaned, never expecting that the old fellow Xuan Turtle would also come!

That Xuan Turtle has lived for countless years; heaven knows how strong it is.

Even if I, Ran Deng, and the White Lotus of the Western Sect joined forces, we probably wouldn't be a match for this guy.

Fortunately, he still possessed the precious treasure bestowed upon him by the sage.

The black tortoise stared at the Antarctic Immortal in a deep, resonant voice, "Your opponent is me."

"Everyone, let's attack together."

The Old Man of the South Pole called out and charged forward with his peachwood staff in hand.

The White Lotus Child split in two, attacking from both sides with overwhelming quasi-saint power, going all out with unparalleled killing intent.

Both were quasi-saints, and their actions were filled with vast laws, locking down this space-time with their aura, and spreading an aura of supreme destruction in mid-air.

An ordinary quasi-saint would soon reveal a weakness and be at a disadvantage under the combined attack of the two.

However, the two were facing the Xuan Turtle, a being that could reign supreme even among quasi-saints.

Its defense is unparalleled; every move it makes can keep the two of them busy and flustered.

In a secluded place near Tongguan, Kong Xuan was puzzled.

In Antarctica, does someone like Bai Lian really need to be dealt with by oneself?

With just one Xuan Turtle, they could easily gain the upper hand, and it was only a matter of time before they made it onto the list.

Suddenly, Kong Xuan raised an eyebrow, as if he had thought of something. "Could it be that I should be wary of the Sage?"

Sages, being high above others, generally do not act easily.

However, this is an exception for the Chan Sect and the Western Sages, who are extremely likely to intervene.

(End of this chapter)