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

"I thought my senior brother would bring the money tree back."

Haotian shook his head: "There's no need. It's just a spiritual treasure of the same origin. I can easily refine one myself. It's his good fortune that he was able to obtain it."

Unexpectedly, even without the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, Zhao Gongming still ended up with the Treasure-Dropping Coin!

"What is the meaning of keeping him in Heaven, Senior Brother?" Yaochi frowned.

"Hmm—" Haotian played with a peach, then suddenly smiled, "I just want to see if certain things will happen again."

With the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation gone from Jiepai Pass, it's clear that Senior Brother Tongtian is preparing a powerful move. Let me see what you've got!

Yaochi said irritably, "Senior brother, just say it!"

"Alright, alright." Haotian said seriously, "Zhao Gongming has three younger sisters. Apart from Yunxiao, the other two are fearless. And Yunxiao's mastery of formations can be called the best in the Jie Sect."

"Such talent?" Yaochi was somewhat surprised. After all, most of the Jie Sect's formations had been displayed over the years. The weakest were the ordinary Three Talents and Five Elements, and there was also the Fire Crow Formation, which was dominant in the same realm.

The only thing she could take notice of was the Ten Deadly Formations. The fact that the three Yunxiao sisters were so highly regarded by their senior brother meant they must be extraordinary.

Haotian looked into the water mirror and saw that the Three Immortals of Sanxiao had indeed begun to block his way. A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Brother Yuanshi, you have done so much for the Jie Sect. If they still lay a hand on your disciples, I want to see what you will choose!

……

Tongguan.

Looking at the three women riding blue phoenixes and swans, standing on flower-feathered birds, Nanji Zi couldn't help but rub his forehead. Why are they here again!

"Junior sister..." Yu Ding had just finished speaking when the woman in white raised her hand to stop him. "Senior brother, I know what you want to say, but since our eldest brother has been captured and taken back to the Heavenly Court, the three of us sisters had no choice but to come."

Bo Huang's expression instantly darkened: "Fellow Daoists, don't think that you can act recklessly just because you've made it onto the list physically. If you have the guts, why don't you come with me to the Heavenly Court!"

Long Ji also looked displeased: "Fellow Daoist, you've gone too far."

Yunxiao paused for a moment, ignoring their response, and continued, "My two sisters and I once comprehended a formation on the Yellow River. We have set it up today. If you fellow Daoists can break it, you may proceed."

Longji's ears twitched, and Yunxiao's voice rang in his ears: "I'm sorry, Princess. With the magnanimity of the Great Celestial Venerable, he would not hold a grudge against my elder brother, but for the sake of the Jie Sect, I had no choice but to come."

"If you enter the formation later, Princess, please keep your distance from others. I will also try my best not to harm any of the princes or princesses."

Longji's eyes flickered, but he looked at Yunxiao without any change in expression before carefully examining the three of them.

I originally thought he was just like any other cultivator, chosen by my senior uncle Tongtian to be listed on the physical list simply because of his profound cultivation. I never expected that I had really misjudged him.

These three sisters, with their hair piled high in the clouds, had faces as smooth as jade, calm and gentle eyes, and were surrounded by auspicious energy. It was clear at a glance that they were true cultivators of morality and had already attained the quasi-sainthood.

Qiongxiao was beautiful and her face was as lovely as a peach blossom. She wore a scarlet fairy dress and had an anxious expression in her eyes. She looked at them with a cold smile on her red lips. Bixiao was the youngest. She had a delicate and lively face and bright eyes. She wore a green fairy dress and looked a bit frivolous.

Longji's eyes flashed with deep thought. She gently touched her ear, and the phoenix hairpin in her hair drooped with a rosy glow. The cool and gorgeous touch made her mind a jumble of thoughts. Who were these three sisters targeting?

But what's so special about this formation that it gives them such confidence?

Before she could figure it out, the three immortals exchanged a glance, formed profound hand seals, and array flags flew out one by one, arranged according to the Eight Trigrams and Nine Palaces, and a great array rose from the ground.

As the auspicious clouds unfurled, a square container, no more than a foot in size, descended. Upon being unleashed, this object suddenly expanded, its golden light spreading across the sky for thousands of feet, and instantly fell into the great formation, becoming the formation's core.

The Three Immortals stood on the array platform. A diagram of an array floated down from Yunxiao's sleeve, instantly stabilizing the array before it reverted to its previous state.

Immediately afterwards, Qiongxiao and Bixiao threw out a small pagoda containing countless spiritual treasures, while another person took out two round beads and threw them into the void. The beads rotated around each other, seemingly endless and without return.

Yunxiao's voice echoed outside the formation, clearly audible to everyone: "Fellow Daoists, do you dare to break my Nine Turns Yellow River Formation?"

As the immortals sensed the power emanating from the great formation, their expressions all turned solemn. This was the most terrifying formation they had encountered since the beginning of the Great Tribulation.

"Even our Ten Directions Annihilation Formation is inferior," Bo Huang sighed.

"Even ten princes couldn't break through?" Ran Deng asked hurriedly.

"Difficult!" Bo Huang shook his head. "The formation borrows the power of heaven and earth. Once the formation is set up, its power will be unparalleled among cultivators of the same level, not to mention that Fellow Daoist Yunxiao is already a quasi-saint and still values ​​this formation so much."

"Randeng, are you afraid to come in?" Qiongxiao's voice came from within, laced with sarcasm.

"Insolence!" Guang Chengzi roared. "Master Randeng is the Vice Leader of my Chan Sect! How dare you address him by his name!"

Randeng was moved. Although they were just casual acquaintances, Guangchengzi was still willing to speak up for the poor monk.

Guang Chengzi rolled his eyes inwardly. If Master doesn't speak, even if you are the Vice Leader of my Chan Sect, you can be scolded by others at will. Does that mean I, the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals, have a lot of face?

"Senior Brother Guangcheng is so righteous, he must be willing to enter the formation. However, your cultivation is not enough!" Bixiao's face appeared, and she smiled charmingly. "Why don't you all come at me together? We won't laugh at you for ganging up on the few."

"You..." Guang Chengzi's face darkened, but he was stopped by Nanji Zi.

A strange light flashed in Longji's eyes. It seemed that the Three Immortals of Sanxiao were deliberately provoking the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect!

Could their target be the Chan sect?

"What do you fellow Daoists think?" Yu Ding asked in a deep voice.

Maitreya chuckled: "Fellow Daoists Sanxiao invited all of you senior brothers, but not us."

"Then you should go back." Huang Long raised an eyebrow. "Junior Brother Maitreya is probably unwilling to break the formation, which means that the Western Sect will not participate. So please return to Sumeru and tell your two senior uncles that you have conceded defeat in this Investiture of the Gods calamity, and you don't need to compete with other Daoists for the position on the physical body list."

Longji pursed his lips, and Maitreya quickly smiled apologetically, "That's not what I meant. I misspoke, I misspoke!"

Huang Long snorted lightly, "Anyone can put a label on someone!"

"Let's go together!" Nanji Zi shook his head. "Junior Brother Maitreya, you should put away your ulterior motives. Even I can't break this formation. We need the combined efforts of everyone."

Yu Ding nodded: "What Senior Brother Antarctic is right, but do Taiyi Golden Immortals still need to enter?"

Among the rogue cultivators, some had shifty eyes, looking at the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation with fear in their hearts.

Maitreya lowered his eyes: "Of course we should go. We're almost at Chaoge. Fellow Daoists, do you intend to sit back and reap the benefits?"

The pharmacist chimed in, "That's right, this is the meaning of our Western religion!"

"Fellow Daoist is right, we naturally wish to enter the formation and take a look," some of the rogue cultivators chimed in.

Longji glanced at Bohuang and whispered, "Brothers, please be careful."

Bo Huang paused for a moment, then nodded slightly. Long Ji turned his head and said, "Cousin Yang Jian, Cousin Chan'er, you will come with me into the formation."