Primordial Era: A man at the mouth of the Guanjiang River marries the Third Holy Mother.

The voice of the Tongtian Cult Leader was calm and unwavering, devoid of any human warmth.

But to the ears of the Sage Zhunti, it was even more terrifying than the murderous aura of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

This is a blatant threat!

It's also an undisguised act of protecting their own!

Ask the sword in my hand, will it agree or not?

That's an extremely domineering statement!

The face of the Sage Zhunti instantly turned a deep liver color.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something polite, such as, "This child is deeply sinful, I will discipline him on your behalf."

But the words just wouldn't come out.

Under the chilling killing intent locked by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, any words seemed so pale and powerless.

He was in the wrong today.

For a sage to attack a junior disciple is already a low-class act.

Now that his seniors from his sect have come to his door, he can't even utter a single defiant word.

"Senior brother...this is a misunderstanding."

After holding back for a long time, the Sage Zhunti finally gave in, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"I only saw that my nephew Changsheng has a solid foundation and a clear mind, so I wanted to exchange some pointers with him and give him some guidance. I have no ill intentions."

Upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng, who was meditating below, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Damn it, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless!

They used the true form of a sage and borrowed the power of heaven and earth to try and kill me, and now they're telling me it's "exchanging ideas and giving guidance"?

Your guidance is truly "profound," it almost led me into the cycle of reincarnation!

The powerful beings throughout the primordial world displayed a variety of fascinating expressions upon hearing Zhunti's words.

As expected of a Western sage, his skin is so thick that even a supreme innate treasure cannot penetrate it.

"Oh? Is that so?"

The voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader rang out again, with a hint of amusement in his tone.

"If it was supposed to be a friendly spar, why destroy my grand-disciple's magic weapon and damage his foundation?"

"Now, I'm itching to spar with you, Junior Brother, using the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. What do you say?"

The moment the words fell, the four immortal swords floating in the air simultaneously emitted a clear and melodious sword cry.

That overwhelming killing intent instantly surged several times over!

Saint Zhunti felt a bone-chilling cold rush from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, and his entire body of sainthood exploded.

He had no doubt that if he uttered another word of nonsense, Tongtian, that madman, would indeed set up the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation on Mount Sumeru without hesitation!

At that point, the reputation of his Western religion will truly be lost.

"Senior brother, please calm down! Senior brother, please calm down!"

Zhunti was completely intimidated and quickly waved his hand, adopting an extremely humble posture.

"It was my fault, Junior Brother! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I acted rashly and disturbed my Nephew Changsheng."

"Please, senior brother, forgive your junior brother this time, for the sake of our shared Daoist sect, Xuanzong."

A dignified Heavenly Saint actually bowed his head and admitted his mistake in front of all living beings in the entire prehistoric world!

This scene nearly made the eyes of countless powerful figures pop out.

That's so damn exciting!

Chen Changsheng watched this scene with secret delight.

Serves you right for showing off! Serves you right for trying to intimidate me!

Now you're scared? Too late!

My grandmaster is the most protective and domineering maniac in the primordial world. If I don't make you bleed today, this matter won't be over.

Sure enough, the voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader rang out again, but this time, his tone was icy cold.

"You think you can settle this matter with just one mistake?"

"Zhunti, do you take my Tongtian for a three-year-old child?"

Zhunti's heart sank; he knew that he wouldn't be able to get through this hurdle without paying a price.

He gritted his teeth and said with a pained expression, "Senior brother, what are you going to do?"

"Simple."

The voice of the Tongtian Cult Leader was devoid of any emotion.

"First, release my two good-for-nothing grand-disciples, Yang Jiao and Yang Tianyou, unharmed."

"Secondly, you injured my grand-disciple and destroyed his magic treasure. This debt needs to be settled. I won't ask for much more. Your Seven Treasures Tree is quite nice. It'll be perfect as a toy for my grand-disciple."

"Thirdly, you have bullied the weak today, causing my Jie Sect to lose face. You must apologize to my grand-disciple in front of all living beings in the primordial world!"

As soon as the Tongtian Sect Leader announced these three conditions, the entire prehistoric world fell silent.

Saint Zhunti was stunned on the spot, and then a sickly flush rose on his face, which was caused by anger.

Release them, that's fine.

Apologizing is shameful, but it's something you can do if you grit your teeth.

But you want my Seven Treasures Tree, the most precious treasure for proving your enlightenment?

You want to use it as a toy for your grand-disciple?

You bastard! You're robbing me! You're trying to kill me!

"Tongtian! Don't push your luck!"

Saint Zhunti finally couldn't hold back any longer, pointing at the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation in the void and roaring angrily.

"This is going too far!"

Within the void rift, the voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader carried an undisguised sarcasm and coldness.

"I've wronged you today, so what are you going to do about it?"

"you!"

The sage Zhunti was so angry at these words that he trembled all over, and his sage body was shaking slightly.

He, a dignified sage of the Heavenly Dao, had never suffered such a humiliating disgrace, being pointed at and humiliated in front of the entire prehistoric world!

"good!"

"What a formidable figure, the Master of Heaven!"

"Since that's the case, then today I'll experience firsthand my senior brother's number one killing formation from the primordial era!"

Zhunti roared, his dignity as a saint making it impossible for him to back down any longer.

He placed the Seven Treasures Tree, the supreme treasure for proving his Dao, above his head, unleashing countless rays of seven-colored divine light to protect himself. His saintly power erupted without reservation, transforming into a golden light that charged towards the domain enveloped by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!

"Overestimating one's abilities."

The Tongtian Sect Leader's icy voice was like the final judgment of Heaven.

hum!

The four swords of Zhuxian, which hung in the four directions of Mount Sumeru, only trembled slightly.

An invisible and intangible chaotic sword aura, seemingly capable of annihilating eternity and recreating the earth, fire, water, and wind, suddenly slashed out from the Immortal Execution Sword.

A collision without rules.

A clash of energies without any energy.

The countless protective divine lights hanging from the Seven Treasures Tree in front of the Sage Zhunti were like ice and snow under the sun, instantly melting and disintegrating in the face of that chaotic sword energy.

puff!

The sword energy struck his saintly body without any hindrance!

"what!"

Saint Zhunti let out a shrill scream, as if struck by lightning, and was sent flying backwards from the void in a sorry state, spitting out a mouthful of golden holy blood, his aura instantly weakening.

In an instant, he was suppressed by a single sword!

The entire primordial world fell completely silent at this moment.