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

Yang Jian and Yang Chan were taken aback, but Yu Ding had already bowed and said, "Thank you for taking care of my disciple, Princess."

No matter what methods the Three Immortal Maidens Sisters use, this princess, with the Heavenly Auspicious Clouds surrounding her, can protect them.

Longji did not want to say more. He watched as the disciples of the Chan Sect used the Auspicious Cloud Golden Lamp Divine Power one by one, including Randeng. Other immortals and gods also had their own defensive methods, such as spiritual treasures or divine powers. They all stepped into the great formation with solemn expressions.

Bo Huang and his group of ten stood together, and under the Chaos Bell, they entered the formation. Xuan Du and Xuan Tian raised the Qiankun Diagram and the Zhenwu Tower, while Long Ji protected Yang Jian and Yang Chan, and they walked into this still unknown formation.

"How terrifying!" Yang Chan tugged at Yang Jian's sleeve, her face turning deathly pale as she looked at the scene in the formation.

A formation stretches across heaven and earth, its might swaying like the Yellow River. A chilling wind howls, its chill penetrating to the bone; a black mist swirls, obscuring the sun and moon. Vast and boundless, shrouded in darkness and obscurity. A somber atmosphere rises to the heavens, a gloomy haze blankets the earth.

Longji was also horrified. No wonder the three sisters dared to speak so arrogantly. The formation was winding and twisting, with hundreds of small paths winding back and forth, and no straight and flat roads were visible.

The turbid Yellow River surged and rolled in the center of the formation, as if the entire Yellow River was confined here. A cold wind swept up a sky full of black fog, obscuring the sun and moon, and the world was shrouded in darkness.

The chilling mist seeped into their bones, the turbid waves roared, and every bend in the array concealed innate killing intent, spreading the poisonous aura of pills that bewildered and disturbed the mind.

"If this formation were on the Yellow River, its power would be even greater." Bo Huang couldn't help but admire it, after all, it was one of the four great rivers of the primordial world. "Fellow Daoist Yunxiao said that he comprehended it on his own, which shows that he has extraordinary talent."

With auspicious clouds above his head parting the yellow sand, Longji said in a heavy voice, "We have been separated from the others, and we should find them first."

"Okay." Bo Huang nodded, the Chaos Bell vibrated slightly, and sound waves pushed everything away, and the group headed to other areas.

On the platform, seeing the two sides separated, Qiongxiao said solemnly, "Eldest sister, we can't wait any longer. Those are two innate treasures."

Bixiao chimed in, "Yes, eldest sister, let's get started!"

A hint of pity flashed in Yunxiao's eyes, but his gaze gradually hardened. "For the sake of my Jie Sect, for the sake of my master, I apologize, fellow Daoists."

"The Primordial Golden Cauldron, open!"

Yunxiao shouted, and a clear, golden sound shattered the sky. The Hunyuan Golden Cauldron shot out ten thousand golden rays, covering the entire formation like a blanket. An extremely strong suction force erupted, and even the void was distorted by this supreme suction force.

Wind, sand, and fierce energy all flew towards the mouth of the battle, forming a golden vortex.

"Not good, quickly defend!" Seeing the yellow sand filling the sky, Nanji Zi shouted, and the immortals and gods used all their magic power to defend.

Black mist, shrouded in golden light, swept in all directions, sucking countless cultivators' spiritual treasures into the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, tearing apart their protective divine light, and even leaving the disciples of the Chan Sect with few Qingyun Golden Lamps left, each one covered in dust and dirt.

"How can it possess such power?" Maitreya's voice trembled. "It's not weaker than a late-stage Quasi-Saint, is it?"

"Yu Ding, Huang Long, join me in protecting our fellow disciples as we retreat." Nanji Zi decisively gave the order; this formation could not be left untouched.

None of the quasi-saints and great supernatural beings among them had any power to fight back, but escaping was still no problem.

"Okay!" the two agreed, but the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation began to change again. A vast Yellow River, stretching for countless miles, poured down from the void, and the mighty river brought a tremendous impact.

On the platform, the Three Immortals looked solemn and chanted incantations.

Within the formation, turbid air surged. Yunxiao picked up a palm-sized round box in front of him, which shimmered with divine light and appeared extremely illusory, clearly a spatial object.

She gently picked up a wisp of yellowish-black mud and tossed it down, and instantly the entire formation was filled with black wind, howling with mud and sand.

In the blink of an eye, nine yellow mud dragons appeared. Yunxiao pointed her hand, and the mud surged into the dragons' bodies, causing them to suddenly grow larger. The yellow dragon's pupils shrank, and this power was already at the peak of the Great Luo realm.

With a slight movement of her sleeve, Qiongxiao sent out a golden light that instantly merged into the midst of the nine mud and sand dragons. The cold light sent chills down the spines of the immortals.

Bixiao held a pair of round beads in her hands, which emitted a divine light, and her eyes were fixed on everyone's eyes.

"Turn!" the Three Immortals shouted in unison, and the great formation instantly began to rotate. Nanji Zi also pointed with his staff, "Go!"

With a single stroke of the Jade Cauldron Immortal-Slaying Sword, the Yellow Dragon revealed its true form as a divine dragon, but suddenly collapsed to the ground, unable to mobilize the magical power within its body.

At this moment, everyone discovered that there were talismans and pills emerging from the mud and sand, with the Immortal Closing Technique inscribed on them.

"This is a Bewitching Elixir," Xuan Du said in a hoarse voice. "They want to keep us here."

Xuan Tian took out three golden pills and crushed them. A medicinal fragrance wafted out, and the group instantly regained their senses.

"Do not absorb the spiritual energy here," Xuan Du said in a deep voice.

"You're already trapped, so don't blame us." Yunxiao's voice was cold as he looked at these people like lambs to the slaughter.

The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation can strip immortals of their spirit, destroy their soul, trap their form, damage their energy, destroy their original essence, and even sacrifice their limbs. Immortals who enter this formation become mortals, and mortals who enter it perish.

This is what Master once said about this formation: "Immortals who step into it will become confused and their Niwan Palace will be sealed. Even if the Bewitching Immortal Pill is removed, what then!"

Nine ferocious dragons of mud and sand pounced down, with golden light weaving through them, transforming into two connected dragons. They charged forward with the waters and muddy mud of the Yellow River, cutting black marks even into the void within the formation.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Bixiao unleashed the Eye-Slaying Pearl, which split into countless fragments. In an instant, the heads of ten Great Luo Golden Immortals exploded, killing them on the spot.

"Block it!" The immortals joined forces to defend, but cracks began to appear in the light barrier under the attacks of the Golden Dragon Scissors and the Mud and Sand Dragon.

"Annihilation!" Yunxiao shouted, and the supreme Dao sound came, causing the immortals to be dazed and their defenses to shatter instantly.

"Master Tongtian's Ten Thousand Spirits Annihilation Dao Sound!" Guang Chengzi exclaimed in surprise. How could it be so much more powerful than their Jade Purity Judgment Dao Mantra!

"The formation's blessing!" Nanji Zi was filled with regret as he watched the mud and sand swell up from his feet, and sighed deeply.

"I never expected to fail like this!" Yu Ding smiled bitterly. Fortunately, Yang Jian was not with them.

Xuan Tian's eyes flashed with surprise. Surely the Three Immortals wouldn't dare to touch him and his senior brother Xuan Du?

As he descended amidst a flash of purple-gold light, he heard Yunxiao's voice and stopped.

"Randeng, prepare to die!" Qiongxiao roared, and the Golden Dragon Scissors flew out instantly. Randeng was terrified and quickly jumped up, but the sika deer he was riding was cut in two, and the Golden Dragon Scissors flew past.

"Gurgle—"

Another dozen or so heads have fallen!

"Randeng, how dare you hide!" Bixiao's eyebrows shot up, and her Lumu Pearl flashed with divine light, blinding everyone. More than a dozen people died.

We were going to kill the disciples of the Chan Sect, but they dodged us. Bixiao's eyes were fierce, and she showed no mercy. In an instant, screams echoed throughout the formation, and countless immortals and gods lost their lives as a result.

"Here they are!" A voice suddenly rang out. Seeing the immortals mired in the mud, Yang Jian's expression changed drastically, and he cried out urgently, "Master!"

Yu Ding suddenly raised his head: "Disciple, don't come any closer!"

Yunxiao bit her lip, surprised that it happened so quickly: "Fellow Daoists, I apologize!"

Two more round boxes appeared before her, and she poured out all the mud and sand inside, further enhancing the power of the entire formation.