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

Xuan Tianlongji looked at the ten formations radiating immense power without the slightest worry.

Seeing the two men's nonchalant expressions, Wen Zhong felt that they were looking down on the Jie Sect and said coldly, "The Ten Heavenly Lords are the best among the outer disciples of our sect. This Ten Absolute Formations was personally taught by our Grandmaster. Even ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortals would be in danger of dying."

Heavenly Annihilation Formation, Earthly Fury Formation, Howling Wind Formation, Frost Formation...

It's either a mysterious formation or it draws upon innate malevolent energy, making it difficult for ordinary magic treasures and protective divine abilities to withstand. Without a corresponding exclusive treasure, even the power of the formation cannot be resisted.

"You said it yourself, he's just an ordinary Grand Luo Golden Immortal." Xuan Tian sneered.

Bo Huang's elder brother is no ordinary person. He was once a demon emperor and received many years of teachings from his father. His cultivation and spiritual treasures are no less than those of the Xuanmen direct disciples. How could he not break the so-called Ten Absolute Formations?

Longji waved his hand, and Yang Jian and Yang Chan landed beside him, while Nanji Ziyu Ding also came over.

"Princess, the array formations of the Saints of the Jie Sect are unparalleled in the primordial world, and should not be underestimated!" Ran Deng cautioned.

In his view, although these second-generation cultivators were highly skilled, they were still too ignorant. The Tongtian Saint's mastery of formations was the greatest in the prehistoric world. If he were to perish by accident, it would be extremely embarrassing even if he were resurrected through the Investiture of the Gods.

"Don't worry, Grandmaster Burning Lamp, my cousins ​​will be fine!" Yang Jian added. Even he had obtained that supernatural power, so he didn't believe his cousins ​​hadn't.

Ran Deng looked at Yang Jian with suspicion. This little guy was only a Taiyi Golden Immortal, yet he seemed to look down on the ten Great Luo Formations.

It should be known that in the primordial world, formations of the same level are always difficult to break!

Soon, everyone saw the sun rise within the Ten Deadly Formations. The three-legged golden crows hoove, and the true fire of the sun burned fiercely. Their auras were connected, and their power far surpassed that of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal. Even Nanji Ziyu Ding became serious.

"Even if we're separated by ten formations, can our auras still connect?" Ran Deng murmured.

Everyone seemed to recall the Battle of Zhuolu, where the Golden Crow Prince used the Ten Directions Annihilation Formation, which drew upon the power of the Zhou Tian stars to greatly defeat the Wu Clan.

Long Jixuan remained calm, not even forcing out the great formation, let alone any other trump cards.

Yang Jian was mesmerized. Was his cousin really that amazing?

They really held back back then at the South Heavenly Gate!

The Ten Deadly Formations were shattered simultaneously, and the Ten Heavenly Kings suffered a backlash and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. Wen Zhong's eyes widened in fury as he watched: "Uncle-Master!"

"We are powerless, we cannot stop them!" Qin Wan, the master of the Heavenly Annihilation Formation, wept bitterly. The Ten Annihilation Formations were already among the top three formations in the Intercepting Sect, how could they not withstand them?

Bo Huang and the others turned pale. This Ten Deadly Formations was indeed powerful. If it were an ordinary Golden Immortal, they would probably be trapped inside!

"Since it has no merit or karmic force, how about we leave it for now?" Nanji Zi's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Jinwu and said in a consultative tone.

"Okay." Bo Huang nodded. During their campaign against Shang, apart from the Western Sect disciples who would be completely killed after breaking through the formation, the Chan Sect disciples and the others would also be checked to see if they had any karmic burdens.

Those with merit will be captured, while those burdened by karma will be killed on the spot. This is an unspoken consensus between the Heavenly Court and the Chan Sect.

"Junior Brother Ju Liusun, tie them up and have your disciple send them back to Kunlun."

"Yes." An elderly man of short stature responded, and a yellow rope appeared on his wrist, seemingly capable of binding heaven and earth. With a gentle tap, he split it into ten ropes to bind it.

"Binding Yuan Restriction Technique!" Xuan Tian's eyes lit up. As a disciple of the Human Sect, he was familiar with the supernatural powers of the Twelve Golden Immortals. This technique could seal off an opponent's entire magical power, making it extremely extraordinary.

However, Ju Liusun did not use his most skilled innate binding rope technique. This technique is said to be able to bind even the laws of the Great Dao. After the Immortal Binding Rope is unleashed, it can be divided into thousands at will, ignoring protective barriers. Once locked, it cannot be broken free no matter what.

It seems this senior brother is also intentionally hiding something!

Bo Huang and the others watched with great interest as Ju Liusun handed the Ten Heavenly Lords over to Tu Xingsun, whose speed was not slow due to his earth-walking skills.

The Heavenly Court also uses similar binding ropes to capture immortals and gods who violate the Heavenly Rules, but those are all acquired spiritual treasures refined by the Heavenly Crafts Department, unlike the supernatural powers specially developed by Ju Liusun.

"Let's move on," Nanji Zi said softly as he watched the Shang Dynasty army leave the pass.

Everyone nodded, and Jiang Ziya then ordered the army to set off. They advanced with unstoppable momentum, capturing less than one-tenth of the Jiejiao disciples who came to block their way; the rest were all killed, and their souls were entered into the Investiture of the Gods.

When the army reached Jinji Ridge, the Shang Dynasty once again sent disciples of the Jie Sect to fight. Their bodies were directly erased by the five-colored divine light that descended from the sky, and their souls were directly absorbed by the Investiture of the Gods. This horrified the immortals and gods of both the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

They didn't even see who made the move, and even Nanji Zi and Yu Ding looked shocked.

"Wen Zhong, lead the army to retreat. My brother and I will guard Jinji Ridge!" A voice came from the void. The immortals raised their heads, and two cultivators slowly stepped out of the space.

A man dressed in a blue robe appeared, elegant and refined, with an arrogant expression between his brows and sharp eyes. Beside him was a man in golden armor, who looked up at the sky with an arrogant expression, as if he disdained to even glance at the crowd.

"Kong Xuan Jinpeng!" Nanji Zi opened his mouth wide, not understanding why these two were here.

Wen Zhong was also completely confused. If he hadn't misheard, Prince Kong Xuan said he wanted to help the Shang Dynasty protect Jinji Ridge, so why did he have to kill their Jie Sect disciples?

Seeing his confusion, Kong Xuan said calmly, "Full of karma, you still dare to dream of ranking on the list in your physical body!"

"Why is the Crown Prince trying to stop the Zhou army? If I remember correctly... the Heavenly Court should be supporting those traitors!" Wen Zhong's expression was solemn, and he had a feeling that there was something fishy going on.

Kong Xuan glanced at him casually, his voice echoing throughout the primordial world, heard by all the immortals and gods who participated in the Investiture of the Gods: "The Heavenly Mandate Black Bird descended to give birth to the Shang Dynasty. My brother and I are the offspring of the Primordial Phoenix, the crown princes of the Phoenix Clan. We have come here today only to settle the karmic debts of the Shang Dynasty's fate, and it has nothing to do with the Heavenly Court."

"We two brothers will guard Golden Rooster Ridge. Anyone who can defeat us will be able to pass this pass!"

The two exuded an aura, and the pressure of the mid-stage Quasi-Saints emanated from themselves, causing the immortals and gods of Shang and Zhou to retreat continuously.

A look of joy flashed in Wen Zhong's eyes. Although it wasn't the Heavenly Court that changed its mind, their Jie Sect could still benefit for the sake of the Shang Dynasty.

"Thank you both, Your Highnesses. I will now lead my army away. I will leave everything to you two!" Wen Zhong bowed. Since he could declare this to the vast wilderness, he would certainly not go back on his word.

Watching Wen Zhong and the others leave, Zhou Jun's side fell silent. Even the two Quasi-Saints, Nanji Zi and Yu Ding, were at a loss.

"Junior Brother Xuantian, this..." Xuandu hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

"Senior Brother, I can't help it either." Xuan Tian smiled bitterly. He hadn't expected his two senior brothers to come.

"Princess, is war absolutely necessary?" Yu Ding asked in a deep voice. Although he had attained the quasi-sainthood, he was probably no match for these two princes!

Longji remained remarkably calm: "Didn't you hear? My two senior brothers came here because of karma, it has nothing to do with the Heavenly Court."

Divine light flashed in Randeng's eyes. Kong Xuan looked directly at him and shot out two beams of five-colored divine light. Randeng immediately groaned and blood flowed from his nostrils.

"Teacher Randeng, are you alright?" Cihang quickly helped him up.

"Mid-stage Quasi-Saint, indeed powerful!" Ran Deng said with lingering fear. He was at the peak of the Great Luo realm, yet he couldn't withstand even a single glance from Kong Xuan.

Longji glanced around: "Father said that Senior Brother will be the number one person below the Sage!"