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

"The Four Swords of Zhuxian... couldn't even cut through it?"

A tremendous wave of shock surged through the heart of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

Tongtian's killing power is second to none among the six Heavenly Dao Saints, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation is said to be unbreakable by any group other than the Four Saints. Now, even a single combined strike from the four Zhuxian swords is enough to severely injure the Dharma Body of an ordinary Saint.

But that mysterious formation not only withstood the attack, but also remained completely unharmed!

On Mount Sumeru, the Seven Treasures Tree in the hands of the Taoist Zhunti nearly fell to the ground, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a duck egg.

"What...what the hell is this thing?!"

The voice of the Taoist Master Zhunti was shrill, making one's scalp tingle.

The rosary in the guide's hand suddenly stopped, and the sorrow on his face was completely replaced by horror.

"When did such power, surpassing even the level of a saint, first appear hidden in the primordial world?!"

Above the Fire Cloud Cave, chaotic currents still raged.

The Tongtian Sect Leader retrieved the four Zhuxian Swords, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

He stepped to within three feet of the gray light screen, gently pressed his palm into the void, and his powerful saintly divine sense surged into the edge of the formation like a tide, attempting to analyze the operating laws of this formation.

However, the moment the divine sense touched those gray ancient runes, a cold, desolate, and eerie power carrying the power to destroy all life force violently rebounded from the divine sense.

The Tongtian Sect Leader grunted, and a flash of azure sword light appeared around him, forcefully extinguishing the backlash. He involuntarily took a half step back.

The Master of the Heavens steadied himself, his blue Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

He has lived for countless years, and since the beginning of time, when has he ever suffered such humiliation?

The Four Swords of Zhuxian are the most lethal weapons of the Heavenly Dao.

Even with the sage's personal intervention, it couldn't even break through the surface of an unnamed formation.

Instead, the strange force rebounding from the formation forced him back half a step.

"I'd like to see just how hard your tortoise shell really is!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader roared, his voice shattering the vast sky.

The auspicious clouds above his head suddenly spread out, and the Primordial Dao Fruit was fully manifested.

The vast power of the sage was no longer restrained in the slightest, pouring down like a galaxy from the heavens.

The four divine swords, Zhuxian, Luxian, Xianxian, and Juexian, rose into the sky once again.

This time, the Tongtian Cult Master did not hold back an inch of his power.

He quickly formed hand seals in front of his chest, and an ancient and mysterious array diagram slowly emerged from the top of the sky.

The Immortal Slaughtering Formation Diagram!

Although the complete Zhuxian Sword Formation was not actually set up, the power of the formation diagram had been fully amplified on the four swords.

The rules of heaven and earth in the entire primordial central region began to distort violently.

The laws of Heaven cried out in anguish under the sage's fury.

The four colors of killing light—red, white, black, and cyan—merged into one in mid-air, transforming into a colossal chaotic sword a million feet in size.

Around the giant sword, earth, water, fire, and wind frantically reorganized, turning the void into dust inch by inch.

"cut!"

The Master of Heaven pressed down with his fingers.

The giant sword, carrying the earth-shattering power of a saint, slammed once again into the gray light barrier surrounding the Fire Cloud Cave.

Boom!

The entire primordial continent seemed to tremble violently at that moment.

Countless powerful beings from sacred mountains and blessed lands awoke from their seclusion, their faces filled with horror as they gazed toward the Central Region.

Above the Fire Cloud Cave, the gray light curtain was pressed down hard by the giant sword, creating a huge crater.

The dense, ancient black runes swirled wildly, bursting forth with an extremely dazzling gray light.

But the next moment, something strange happened again.

The sunken pit not only did not break, but instead resembled a bottomless abyss.

The saintly magic power and killing laws on the giant sword surged wildly into the formation through the deep pit.

A strange blood-red light appeared on the surface of the great formation.

That's the color of the Zhuxian Sword Qi of the Tongtian Sect Leader after it was assimilated!

"not good!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader's expression changed drastically.

Before he could withdraw his magic power, the gray array suddenly trembled.

boom!

A counter-force, twice as powerful as before, mixed with the killing intent of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi itself, surged back in an overwhelming manner.

A muffled thud.

The colossal sword of chaos, millions of feet long, instantly shattered into countless fragments.

The four swords of Zhuxian let out a mournful cry, the spiritual light on their blades dimmed instantly, and they spun backwards for tens of thousands of miles.

The Tongtian Sect Leader grunted, his entire body being pushed backward by the recoil, leaving seven or eight huge black holes in the void.

His sage-like energy surged, and his face turned extremely pale.

"How could this happen?"

The Master of Heaven waved his hand and retrieved the four divine swords, his eyes filled with shock.

This formation can not only withstand a full-force attack from a sage, but it can also absorb the sage's magical power and turn it against the enemy.

What the hell is this thing?

Inside the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi Tianzun stared intently at the water mirror, forgetting even to breathe.

He had originally wanted to see Tongtian make a fool of himself when breaking the formation, or how the Chan Sect would respond after Tongtian broke the formation.

But now, seeing that Tongtian had been forced back despite his full strength, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"A full-force sword strike from the Heavens couldn't even scrape off the outer layer of the array?"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable muttered to himself, his heart filled with turbulent waves.

Mount Sumeru in the West.

The Bodhi seed in Zhunti's hand was crushed to powder, and he was completely stunned.

"Senior brother...this...this is too strange."

Zhunti Daoist swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

The guide closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and his lips moved slightly: "Amitabha, in the primordial world... there are unknown existences that we do not know."

Above Huoyun Cave.

The Tongtian Sect Leader stood atop a cloud, staring intently at the unscathed gray array.

He tried several methods of deduction in succession, attempting to find the location of the formation's core.

But as soon as his divine sense reached out, it was instantly shredded by the great formation.

This formation is self-contained and completely isolates the primordial Heavenly Dao.

A direct assault simply won't work.

Continuing to fight would only deplete our own saintly essence and provide unnecessary nourishment to this great formation; it would be pointless.

Damn it.

The Tongtian Sect Leader cursed fiercely, then with a flick of his sleeve, he transformed into a streak of azure light, tearing through the void and returning to Jin'ao Island.

Deep within the grand formation, from the hidden ancient rift, a faint, mocking laugh echoed once more.

Immediately afterwards, the gray light curtain completely disappeared into nothingness.

East China Sea, Jin'ao Island.

Inside the main hall of Biyou Palace, the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost suffocating.

Zhao Gongming paced back and forth in front of the palace, crackling the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl in his hand.

The core disciples of the Jie Sect, including Daoist Duobao, Holy Mother Wudang, and Holy Mother Guiling, were all present, and each of them looked extremely grim.

Chen Changsheng stood in the center of the main hall, silently circulating the Chaos Seed within his body.

The two earth-shattering commotions that just came from the Central Region could be clearly sensed by Biyou Palace even across billions of miles of void.

That was the killing intent of our grandmaster, Tongtian Jiaozhu, at his peak.

But that willpower quickly faded.

The void outside the hall suddenly distorted.

A flash of blue light appeared, and the figure of the Tongtian Sect Leader landed directly above the main hall.

His Taoist crown was slightly askew, and although his saintly aura was still powerful, it clearly carried an undisguised weariness and irritability.

The four Immortal-Slaying Swords were inserted into their scabbards, their spiritual light dimmed.