Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

"Hahaha, I've refined the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation for several eons! Hongjun, I'll see how you break it!" Rahu laughed wildly. "Without four equally powerful experts, you can just wait and see me attain enlightenment, unify the prehistoric world, and witness the rise of the demonic path!"

Yang Mei's expression turned grim. The Zhuxian Sword Formation was designed for killing, and even those with innate treasures like Qiankun and Yinyang couldn't escape it. At this moment, only he and Hongjun were at the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, even the three Ancestral Dragons were a step behind.

"Rahu, do not underestimate the people of the world!" Hongjun stepped forward, pushed up his Daoist crown, and three figures immediately appeared. "Three Corpse Incarnations, emerge!"

The yellow-robed Taoist stood on a twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit and held a whisk in his hand; the red-robed Taoist held a small white flag; and the green-robed Taoist held a small green flag. All of them exuded the cultivation of the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, just like Hongjun's true form.

"Let me see what's so great about your Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!" Hongjun said, stepping into the formation with a giant banner in his hand. Countless axe lights flashed on the banner, and the pressure emanating from it indicated that it was an innate treasure. Some of its three incarnations had auspicious clouds above their heads, some held red embroidered balls, and the last one protected a map of mountains and rivers in front of him.

"Pangu Banner!" Yang Mei murmured, thinking to himself, "This old fellow is truly blessed!"

Seeing Hongjun reveal three avatars at the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, along with the Pangu Banner, a supreme innate treasure, Luo Hou's expression turned extremely ugly. Holding a black and red spear, he immediately merged into the formation. Countless demons rushed into the formation one after another, perishing themselves. The baleful aura mixed with blood energy further enhanced the power of the formation.

Seeing the appearance of demons at the Great Luo Golden Immortal and Hunyuan Golden Immortal realms, Yang Mei's eyes flashed with worry. When he and Yin Yang Qiankun entered the formation earlier, there wasn't such a large formation. Now, not only are the demons empowering them, but even Luo Hou has personally entered the formation.

If Hongjun cannot win and Luo Hou proves his Dao, not only will the prehistoric world be destroyed, but they themselves will also have no chance to prove their Dao.

"You should also make a move; relying on Hongjun alone won't be enough." Yang Mei looked to his side and said coldly. If it weren't for the war between the three races, there wouldn't be these troubles. This baleful aura has increased the power of the great formation by more than one level.

"Fellow Daoist Yangmei, our strength..." Zulong stammered. They were even weaker than Yangmei, not to mention that they were now seriously injured and entering the formation would only result in their deaths.

"This grand formation requires the aid of malevolent energy. What if that energy dissipates?" Yang Mei asked impatiently. "The war between your three races caused widespread devastation in the primordial world. When the great calamity ends, karmic retribution will fall upon you. Think it over carefully!"

Zu Long's expression immediately darkened. As karma descended, not only would they be crippled now, but the races behind them would also be affected by karma.

"Merit, use merit to eliminate karma." The Ancestral Dragon's voice held regret. "I hope what we have done can leave a glimmer of hope for our race!"

"Fellow Daoist, we must go and make amends for our mistakes, but I fear we will not live to see Rahu's end." Zu Long's voice was filled with gritted teeth. "We hope that you and Fellow Daoist Hongjun can avenge us."

He raised an eyebrow and snorted lightly, without saying he would agree. He watched as the three of them, including Zu Long, left, and then began to kill the demons who were about to rush into the formation.

A short while later, a dragon's roar echoed in the East Sea: "Heaven above, I am the Ancestral Dragon. I know my sins are grave, and I am willing to suppress the sea eye with my own body. I hope Heaven will take heed."

"Heaven above, I am Yuan Feng. I know my sins are grave. I am willing to suppress the Undying Volcano with my own body. May Heaven bear witness."

"Heaven above, I am the first Qilin. I know my sins are grave, and I am willing to sacrifice myself to suppress the primordial earth veins. From now on, the Qilin shall be the auspicious beast of Heaven. If there is any auspicious sign, the Qilin will surely appear. I hope Heaven will take heed."

As the three completed their oaths, they each transformed into streams of light and flew off in three directions. A patch of dark yellow light appeared in the void, and golden clouds of merit descended in an instant. The figures that followed the three left traces in the void, and the calamity energy in the primordial world vanished instantly.

Yang Mei, looking at the constantly trembling Zhuxian Sword Formation, revealed a joyful expression. He had wiped out all the demons here, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation was no longer absorbing evil energy.

To be precise, there is no more negative energy to absorb.

A moment later, Luo Hou's voice, filled with hatred, echoed from within the great formation: "Hongjun, you have ruined my plan, and I will never let you attain enlightenment smoothly."

"Rahu, do not be presumptuous!" Hongjun looked at Rahu calmly, but dared not be careless. He lowered the Jade Disc of Creation, and the Heavenly Dao blessed it once again. Rahu's face turned ashen instantly.

"Heavenly Dao, very well!" Rahu laughed in anger, made a hand seal, and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation began to vibrate. Demonic patterns instantly appeared on the entire western land, connecting with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

"Explode!" As Rahu uttered a single word, the entire western continent exploded with a deafening roar. The earth's veins were severed, countless lives perished under the impact of this massive explosion, and mountains, rivers, and lakes collapsed and dried up.

"Cough cough~"

The great formation shattered, and Hongjun stepped out from within, his face pale. He stared blankly at the western earth veins, which were 80% destroyed, and let out a muffled groan, a trace of blood leaving the corner of his mouth.

"Pfft~"

Space cracked open, and a weary-looking Yang Mei appeared, his hand holding the willow branch trembling slightly. He glared hatefully at Luo Hou, who lay sprawled on the black lotus, unable to rise: "You madman!"

"Hahaha, I'll see how you prove your Dao!" Rahu laughed bitterly. "The Heavenly Dao itself is stepping in to help you; I'll make Him regret it."

"By the Great Dao above, I am Rahu, the Demon Ancestor. I vow to use my innate spiritual treasure, the Twelve-Petaled Destruction Black Lotus, to open the Demon Realm. From this day forward, all beings in the primordial world must overcome the tribulation of inner demons. As the Dao rises, the demons diminish; as the demons rise, the Dao diminishes!"

A will even greater than the Heavenly Dao emerged, descending directly upon Rahu. The twelve-petaled black lotus slowly dispersed, transforming into a world and disappearing without a trace.

"Hongjun, just wait. When the immeasurable calamity arrives, that will be the time for my return."

The piercing sound echoed in Hongjun's ears, and Yangmei shivered with fear. Looking at the desolate western land, he didn't know what to say.

"Buzz—"

The vast will of Heaven descended upon the Jade Disc of Creation, and a purple aura containing countless laws floated before Hongjun, blocking his path.

Yang Mei's pupils contracted, and he quickly took a few steps back, looking at Hongjun warily: "Fellow Daoist..."

Hongjun sighed, "So be it, so be it, all our efforts have been in vain!"

With a flick of his sleeve, he collected all the magical treasures on the battlefield. Raising his eyebrows, he showed no envy, and said regretfully, "Fellow Daoist, I must depart."

Hongjun forced a smile and said, "Congratulations, fellow Daoist."

"Perhaps this is your chance too?" Yang Mei offered a word of advice before disappearing into the void.

Hongjun put away the purple aura, looked at the Heavenly Dao Will that was still hanging on the Jade Disc of Creation, and sighed, "This humble Daoist cannot escape the Primordial World."

After taking one last look at the western lands, it turned and flew towards Mount Buzhou.

At the foot of Mount Sumeru, two cultivators with bitter faces arrived. The Taoist in yellow robes cried out, "Senior brother, what have the beings of the West done to deserve this?"