On the Dragon-Slaying Platform, I was executed and became Yang Jian's brother-in-law.

If any enemy were to enter the formation, they would not only have to face the soul-stirring Yellow River water, but also the terrifying dragon's might that is omnipresent and can even shatter space itself!

Yunxiao felt the power of the formation surge more than tenfold, her beautiful eyes filled with shock: "Yin and Yang in harmony, strength and gentleness in balance... this is the true Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation!"

"With the power of this formation, we might even be able to put up a fight against... a sage!"

Although Yunxiao's voice was not loud, when it reached the Lingxiao Palace through the water mirror, it was like a thunderclap, making all the gods' scalps tingle.

……

The Heavenly Court was deathly silent.

All the immortals and gods stared intently at the churning formation in the scene. Even through the water mirror and across endless time and space, they could feel the suffocating aura emanating from it.

Those Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect who had personally experienced the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation were particularly pale-faced and subconsciously took a half step back.

"Is...is this still the same formation as before?"

Guang Chengzi swallowed hard, his eyes filled with terror. The loss of their three flowers atop their heads was already a profound humiliation for the Twelve Golden Immortals. But if Su Bai had been present to oversee this formation back then…

I'm afraid it won't just be a matter of having their three flowers cut off; they'll truly be annihilated, leaving not even a trace!

"Terrifying!"

Chi Jingzi trembled all over. "If the Three Immortals of Sanxiao had used this formation to fight back then, even if Master (Yuanshi Tianzun) and Grand Master Uncle (Laozi) had come in person, I'm afraid... I'm afraid they would have had to put in a lot of effort, right?"

Not only the immortals of the Chan Sect, but even beings of the Jade Emperor and Buddha's level had solemn expressions.

The art of formations is inherently about the weak overcoming the strong.

With Su Bai's blessing, the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation has already touched the threshold of that "forbidden" thing - mortals attacking saints!

What an incredible and audacious method!

However, just when the gods thought that the Jie Church would dominate the prehistoric world and slaughter everyone with this formation, the course of events in the scene was completely unexpected.

……

The scene shifts, and time arrives at that pivotal moment that strikes fear into the hearts of all cultivators—the Great Tribulation of the Gods has begun.

Calamity filled the world, and murderous intent lurked everywhere.

Biyou Palace posted a couplet: "Keep the cave door tightly shut, quietly recite two or three volumes of the Yellow Court Classic; throw yourself into the Western Land, and your name will be on the Investiture of the Gods list."

At this moment, the atmosphere on Three Immortals Island became somewhat solemn.

Su Bai had already transformed back into human form, standing quietly on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the distant, primordial continent shrouded in rolling clouds of calamity. Though he was fearless in the face of battle, he could sense the unease of the three women beside him.

"Elder sister, the great calamity has arrived. Master has instructed us to keep our cave entrance tightly shut and not to be tainted by worldly karma," Qiongxiao asked with some worry. "But the calamity's aura is growing stronger. Is it really possible to escape it?"

Bixiao said indignantly, "Those disciples of the Chan Sect are going too far. I heard they've already killed many of our fellow disciples at the foot of the mountain..."

"shut up."

Yunxiao interrupted Bixiao, her gaze sweeping over Su Bai, her eyes filled with reluctance and longing.

She walked to Su Bai's side, gently took his cold hand, and turned to her two younger sisters, saying, "With this formation in hand and the assistance of Jian Ling, if we enter the calamity, we will surely be able to unleash a massive wave of bloodshed."

"But...so what?"

Yunxiao's voice carried a profound understanding and compassion for the world: "Once the killing begins, there is endless cause and effect. I do not want to see living beings suffer, and I do not want... him (Su Bai) to become a weapon that only knows how to kill."

"We're going to Jin'ao Island to see our Master."

The scene shifts to Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader sat high on his cloud bed, looking at the Three Immortals of Sanxiao and Su Bai kneeling below the platform, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Are you saying... even with such a powerful formation, you are unwilling to engage in worldly battles?"

Yunxiao kowtowed, his words earnest: "Master, although the Jie Sect has the momentum of ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage, this great calamity is the will of Heaven. This disciple dares to suggest that the two sects originally shared the same origin, like red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves; the three sects were originally one family. If a real war breaks out, in the end, the one who benefits... will probably be an outsider."

"This disciple wishes to remain secluded on the Three Immortals Island. Furthermore, this disciple earnestly requests Master to restrain his disciples from acting impulsively and arguing over trivial matters."

"As long as we don't go out, even if Jiang Ziya has extraordinary abilities, he can't do anything to us."

The three immortals' attitude was both resolute and humble.

They were not afraid of death, nor were they afraid of war. With Su Bai and the upgraded Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation at their disposal, they had the confidence to sweep away all obstacles.

But for the sake of peace, and to prevent Su Bai from being dragged into that meat grinder-like battlefield, they chose to endure and even took the initiative to persuade the Tongtian Sect Leader to avoid the war.

This scene deeply stung the immortals watching from outside the water mirror.

Public opinion underwent a dramatic reversal in that instant.

Previously, in the mainstream narrative of the Heavenly Court, the Jie Sect was often portrayed as a group of demons and monsters who did not know the will of Heaven, went against the will of Heaven, and were cruel and tyrannical.

But now?

Look at the Three Immortals in the picture!

They possess power capable of destroying the world, yet they yearn for peace more than anyone else!

They clearly have the ability to overturn the chessboard, but they are willing to be "homebodies" on the island, just to protect that little bit of peace.

"This...this is the legendary, ruthless Three Immortal Maidens?"

A newly promoted deity in Heaven muttered to himself, his eyes filled with disbelief, "They...they're clearly more reasonable than anyone else!"

"Yes," another old immortal sighed, his eyes slightly red, "Back then, during the Investiture of the Gods, if Marshal Zhao Gongming hadn't been ambushed and killed, the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao would probably have remained secluded in their mountains forever. They were forced out of their seclusion!"

"Innocent! Utterly innocent!"

Even those immortals who originally had reservations about the Jie Sect couldn't help but feel pity at this moment.

This is a classic case of "misfortune strikes from the sky while you're sitting at home."

They were clearly the group least willing to fight, yet in the end, they met a tragic end, their bodies perished and their spirits were listed on the official list.

Then, considering the later fates of the Three Immortals—Yunxiao was wrapped in the Qiankun Diagram by Laozi and suppressed under the Qilin Cliff; Qiongxiao's skull was shattered by the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi by Yuanshi Tianzun; and Bixiao was killed by the Blood Transformation Divine Blade, leaving no trace of her body.

An indescribable sense of sorrow and regret welled up in the hearts of the immortals.

Looking at Yunxiao in the picture, gently persuading the Tongtian Sect Leader, just to give Su Bai a stable home.

Then think about that cold and aloof fairy maiden who seemed to follow the world on the Investiture of the Gods list.

"well……"

A heavy sigh, uttered by someone unknown, then echoed throughout the Lingxiao Palace.

Are there no good immortals in the Jie Sect?

No.

Not only do they exist, but they are also true immortals who are compassionate, righteous, and considerate of the greater good!

Unfortunately, the ways of Heaven are merciless, and calamities are like knives.

Such a wonderful person ultimately became a victim of power struggles, only able to occupy a few insignificant divine positions on that cold Investiture of the Gods, driven by others and deprived of freedom.

"It's such a pity they were included on the Investiture of the Gods..."