In the midst of the chaos, my motherland cried out for my aid.

Master Hanhai's soul was struck as if by a heavy blow, and his entire body was forcibly restrained.

This sudden turn of events startled Master Hanhai. He immediately mustered all his strength to break free of the restraints and tried to use his spiritual treasure to protect himself. However, although he reacted quickly, he was still controlled by the bell for a while.

Before he could even unleash his magical treasure, a book fell from the sky, hovering above Han Hai Zhenren's head and suppressing him.

"The Chaos Bell, the River Chart and the Luo River Book! Di Jun, Tai Yi, I am a member of the Celestial Court. How dare you lay a hand on me? The Celestial Court will not let you get away with this."

"Han Hai Zhenren shouted loudly."

"Fellow Daoist, you talk too much."

Di Jun and Tai Yi walked out together.

"Go!!" The Chaos Bell above Taiyi's head rang again, and the flowers, birds, insects and fish carved on it emitted specks of light, with mysterious Daoist charm flowing through the bell.

The power of the Chaos Treasure is unfathomable. Under Taiyi's full force, Hanhai Zhenren's soul was almost torn apart.

Di Jun also made his move at this moment.

Han Hai Zhenren simply couldn't withstand it.

After all, he had already suffered serious injuries after being ambushed.

Soon, Master Hanhai was instantly reduced to a cloud of blood mist and fell from Qixia Mountain.

The blood mist formed from the physical body of a quasi-saint is naturally highly nourishing. After the flowers and plants come into contact with this blood mist, they become stronger and more spiritual.

It has the air of a whale falling and giving birth to all things.

"Master Hanhai...is dead..."

The many creatures watching were stunned once again.

This scene was even more shocking to them than Mo Xuan devouring the Celestial Court's troops.

Quasi-Saints are currently the most powerful beings in the primordial world.

They are beings they need to look up to.

But now, one of them has died right in front of them.

"Di Jun! How dare you!!"

The moment Han Hai Zhenren died, the Celestial Court's fortune fluctuated violently, and Dong Wang Gong naturally sensed it.

At this moment, the Eastern King Duke, the Western Queen Mother, and the Immortal Yuanfu, three quasi-saints, all appeared, their faces filled with anger.

Given the current size of the Celestial Court, it wouldn't matter if ten Great Luo Golden Immortals died.

However, the death of even one Quasi-Saint is a devastating blow.

"Fellow Daoists, I have helped you kill True Immortal Hanhai, so could you please refrain from this duel on my Phoenix Perch Mountain?!"

Mo Xuan transmitted his voice to Di Jun and Tai Yi.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist, we will not cause you any trouble," Di Jun smiled.

Mo Xuan did indeed help them a great deal; otherwise, killing Han Hai Zhenren would not have been so easy.

After he finished speaking, Di Jun and Tai Yi transformed into rainbow light and disappeared into the distance.

The Eastern King and his party quickly caught up.

The five Quasi-Saints left the Qixia Mountain area at an extremely fast speed.

This relieved Mo Xuan.

The array he set up was indeed sturdy, but with five quasi-saints fighting each other, even the earth's veins might be broken, and the array might not be able to withstand it.

Then Mo Xuan bowed in one direction.

"Would you two like to come in and have a seat?"

"No, thank you! I'll visit again when I have the chance." Fuxi politely declined and turned to leave with Nuwa.

With the death of Han Hai Zhenren, the格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or structure) of the prehistoric world will undergo tremendous changes, and they also have important matters to attend to.

A hundred years later.

News has arrived.

The three Quasi-Saints of the Celestial Court fought against the brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi. After a fierce battle, they realized that neither could defeat the other and dispersed, but the feud was definitely formed.

Moreover, Di Jun quickly established the demon race and invited Fuxi and Nuwa to jointly establish the Heavenly Court, putting on a show of being on par with the Celestial Court. The Celestial Court was currently too busy to pay any attention to Mo Xuan.

However, after this incident, many creatures in the prehistoric world held a sense of awe towards Mo Xuan.

The reason why the Celestial Court suffered such a great loss this time, and even lost a Quasi-Saint, is directly related to Mo Xuan.

The array that Mo Xuan set up, capable of withstanding a quasi-saint, was also rumored to be incredibly powerful, and Mo Xuan was already a recognized master of array formations in the prehistoric world.

As for Mo Xuan himself, he was leisurely and content, focusing on his own cultivation.

Over the past century, he has already refined Qingyan Zhenjun and Bibo Daoren to death. As for the remaining Taiyi Golden Immortals and Heavenly Soldiers, they have long since become resources for his cultivation.

In any case, Mo Xuan had made up his mind that as long as the Celestial Court was not destroyed, he would not step out of Qixia Mountain, lest he be ambushed by a Quasi-Saint of the Celestial Court.

It is worth mentioning that Mo Xuan also obtained another mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Innate Water Spirit Pearl, which was left behind by Daoist Bibo.

As for True Lord Qingyan, he was penniless and had no innate spiritual treasures to his name.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Ever since the method of severing the three corpses spread, the value of innate spiritual treasures has skyrocketed, and a considerable number of Great Luo Golden Immortals do not have innate spiritual treasures to rely on.

"My lord, the Dragon Clan has come to visit, and this time the Second Ancestor of the Dragon Clan is among them," Bai Lin said.

Mo Xuan frowned.

Did Zhulong come in person to cause trouble?

He also felt it was unlikely, since the Dragon Clan wouldn't have acted the same way last time if they wanted to cause trouble, but Mo Xuan had to take precautions.

Mo Xuan did not invite the Dragon Clan to Qixia Mountain, mainly because there was a Zhulong there. This guy was very experienced and Mo Xuan did not want to take any risks. Besides, there were Huangzhong Plum Trees in Qixia Mountain, which could not be exposed for the time being.

Therefore, Mo Xuan created an avatar and left Qixia Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist is indeed cautious, but caution is good, for caution ensures longevity," Zhulong laughed, then waved his hand, and a pavilion appeared atop a spiritual peak.

"Fellow Daoist, shall we have a chat?"

Mo Xuan nodded. Judging from the current situation, this old dragon didn't seem to have any malicious intent.

"Fellow Daoist, although you did not kill Han Hai Zhenren, you are still connected with him. Once the Celestial Court suppresses the Heavenly Court, it will definitely not let you go. Your formation may be profound, but it cannot withstand the siege of several Quasi-Saints, can it? Aren't you afraid?" Zhulong said with a smile.

"Afraid? I'm not afraid of him at all," Mo Xuan scoffed.

Without him as a variable, the Celestial Court would have been wiped out by the Heavenly Court.

Now, because of him, the Celestial Court has lost a Quasi-Saint first, and its destruction will only be faster.

Zhulong was somewhat taken aback by Moxuan's resolute expression.

He had analyzed the current situation.

Currently, the Heavenly Court seems to have the upper hand.

It has four quasi-saint level demon emperors, and has also gathered many powerful figures. Combined, it is no weaker than the Celestial Court.

However, the Eastern King Duke holds the legitimate title; he is the head of the male immortals appointed by the Dao Ancestor.

Even if the Celestial Court is suppressed by the Heavenly Court, as long as the Celestial Court delays until the third sermon, and the Eastern King Duke complains to the Dao Ancestor, the Dao Ancestor might be able to set things right.

Zhulong didn't believe it; the Celestial Court was so large that it wouldn't last that long.

"Fellow Daoist, how about we make a bet?" Zhulong laughed again.

"What are we betting on?" Mo Xuan asked casually.

"Let's bet on whether the Celestial Court will be destroyed by the Heavenly Court. If the Heavenly Court destroys the Celestial Court, my Dragon Clan is willing to give ten innate spiritual treasures. If the Celestial Court destroys the Heavenly Court, I hope you will leave my Dragon Clan a copy of the Dao of Arrays," said Zhulong.

"Sure! No problem." Mo Xuan agreed without even thinking.

Why not take a free benefit?

Although innate spiritual objects are not as rare as innate spiritual treasures and innate spiritual plants, they are still extremely rare. The snake clan could only produce a dozen or so innate spiritual objects even if they exhausted their entire clan, but this old dragon could casually throw them out as a bet. He truly deserves to be called a wealthy dog ​​from the prehistoric world.

"Then it's a deal."

After Zhulong finished speaking, he left.

Mo Xuan was a little confused. So this old dragon came to make a bet with him and give him a treat?