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

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

When the Saint Zhunti spat out his golden holy blood, and when his disheveled figure flew backward from the void, the entire prehistoric world seemed to be paused.

All the powerful beings who were watching the battle through various supernatural water mirrors, no matter where they were or how high their cultivation level was, had only one action at this moment—they were dumbfounded.

The Heavenly Court, the Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor's gloating smile froze completely on his face. His mouth was agape, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the chaotic sword energy that slashed out from the void rift in the Haotian Mirror, and at Zhunti, who had been severely injured by the sword.

He knew that Tongtian was very powerful, and that the Zhuxian Sword Formation was the number one killing formation in the primordial world.

Damn, that's way too strong!

That was the true form of a saint! Not some incarnation of some cat or dog!

Although Zhunti is the weakest among the Six Saints, he is still an immortal and supreme saint who is in harmony with the Heavenly Dao.

The results of it?

He was instantly killed by a single sword aura before he could even enter the formation of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

This is called a friendly spar? This is a one-sided beating!

A tremendous wave of emotion surged within Haotian. For the first time, he gained a clear and terrifying understanding of the vast difference in strength between saints. The Tongtian Sect Master was simply unreasonable!

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

For the first time, an uncontrollable look of astonishment appeared on the usually stern and solemn face of Yuanshi Tianzun. He abruptly stood up from his cloud bed, his eyes flashing with divine light, as if trying to see through the true nature of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

"What a magnificent Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation! What a heaven-reaching formation!"

He muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of apprehension that even he himself was unaware of.

He had deduced countless times the Investiture of the Gods calamity and envisioned how to break the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. However, in his deductions, breaking the formation would require at least the combined efforts of his fellow disciples, and would also come at a considerable cost.

But after witnessing just the tip of the iceberg of this killing formation today, Yuanshi Tianzun realized that he might have underestimated the power of this supreme weapon of slaughter.

A single sword strike was enough to severely injure a saint.

If all four swords were drawn at once and the formation were unleashed, what a devastating scene that would be!

For a moment, a thick gloom settled over Yuanshi Tianzun's heart. The Investiture of the Gods was likely to be far more difficult than he had imagined.

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

The sage, who had been sitting with his eyes closed as if unburdened by worldly concerns, slowly opened them. His eyes, which seemed to contain the profound truths of the universe's birth and death, looked westward, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He claimed to be the number one person below the sage, and possessed the innate treasure Taiji Diagram. He was confident that even if Tongtian set up the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, he could escape unscathed.

But at this moment, his Dao heart wavered slightly.

That chaotic sword energy just now transcended the scope of ordinary laws; it was the pure path of "end" and "destruction".

Can one's own Tai Chi symbol really block it?

The Supreme Sage fell into a long silence.

At this moment, the atmosphere on Mount Sumeru had become so oppressive that it was almost freezing.

Looking at Zhunti, who had been suppressed by a single sword and whose aura was weakened, Chen Changsheng felt not only shock but also unparalleled pride and peace of mind.

This is my grandmaster!

No matter if you're a saint or not, if you mess with someone from my Jie Sect, you'd better be prepared to be humiliated!

Sage Zhunti struggled to steady himself in the void. He looked at the deep, bone-revealing sword wound on his sage body. Wisps of gray sword energy clung to the wound, constantly eroding his sage essence and making it extremely difficult for him to even recover from his injuries.

For the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.

He was truly terrified; Tongtian, that madman, really dared to kill him!

"Senior brother...please have mercy..." Zhunti's voice trembled, and he no longer possessed any of the majesty of a saint.

However, the voice of the Tongtian Cult Leader remained cold.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Immortal Slaying Sword hanging in the south began to hum, and a second, even more terrifying killing sword aura was brewing.

At this critical moment.

"Senior Brother Tongtian, please show mercy!"

A long, drawn-out sigh echoed from the summit of Mount Sumeru. The sound was filled with endless sorrow, as if it bore the weight of all the suffering and helplessness in the world.

A figure appeared silently in front of Zhunti.

The newcomer was thin and pale, dressed in an earth-yellow Taoist robe, holding a welcoming banner, and looking sorrowful. He was another leader of the Western Sect, the Receiving Taoist.

He looked at his swaying junior brother, then at the murderous Zhuxian Sword Formation in the sky, and his bitter expression deepened.

He knew that this matter could not be resolved peacefully.

The voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader came from the void rift, carrying a hint of mockery.

"What? Junior Brother Jieyin, do you also want to test the power of my Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?"

Upon hearing this, the Guide's face, which was already more bitter than a bitter gourd, fell even more deeply.

Try out the power of your Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?

Are you kidding me!

My junior brother Zhunti, who is a saint, was defeated by your sword energy before he even entered the formation.

With my limited skills, rushing in would just be sending me to my doom.

It cannot be broken without four sages; this was said by the Dao Ancestor himself! Where in the primordial world can you find four sages right now?

Jieyin was inwardly groaning, but dared not show it on his face. He could only lower his posture even further and bow repeatedly to the void.

"Senior brother is joking. My meager skills are nothing compared to yours in front of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation."

"In this matter, it was indeed my junior brother Zhunti who was wrong. He bullied the younger brother and offended my nephew Changsheng. I apologize to my senior brother and my nephew Changsheng on his behalf."

As he spoke, he actually bowed deeply in the direction of Chen Changsheng.

This scene once again left all the beings in the primordial world utterly astonished.

Yet another saint has bowed his head!

Moreover, he had to bow and apologize to a junior of a Primordial Golden Immortal in front of the entire Primordial World!

This is simply trampling on the face of Western religions repeatedly.

Under the protection of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Chen Changsheng accepted the salute with composure.

He knew perfectly well that these two old bald monks were playing the good cop and the bad cop game, doing exactly the same thing. If it weren't for his grandmaster unleashing the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation today, these two would have chewed his bones to pieces and still not found them stuck in his teeth.

There's no need to be polite with them!

"Brother!"

The Saint Zhunti, standing to the side, was both anxious and furious. He had been severely injured by Tongtian's sword and was already seething with anger. Now, seeing his senior brother bowing to a junior made him even angrier, and he almost spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Shut up!"

Jieyin turned around abruptly and whispered a rebuke.

You troublemaker, aren't you ashamed enough? If you keep talking, our Mount Sumeru will be torn down by Tongtian today!