"White Dragon" shuddered and transformed into a pale, featureless human face from its abdomen. "As expected of the Dragon Clan's God of War, your eyesight is still sharp."
The Azure Dragon's eyes flashed with cold light. "Nine Heavens Tai Mo, Formless Tai Mo, you come here not to aid my Dragon Clan, but to plot against us. What is your intention?"
The Nine Heavens Tai Mo chuckled. "We are here to watch the fun. And when watching the fun, one must support the weak against the strong to prolong the spectacle."
Ancestor Azure Dragon looked at the innocent-looking Nine Heavens Godly Demon and felt a chill deep within. What an ancient monster, older than Pangu, yet still pretending to be a maiden?
He ignored them and turned to Qingluan. "Your Excellency, are you willing to cease hostilities?"
Ancestor Qingluan's expression was uncertain. If she were to fight the Dragon Clan again, perhaps with the Tai Mos' assistance, she might win.
However, between the Tai Mos and the Dragon Clan, she chose to trust the Dragon Clan's straightforwardness. War was war, peace was peace, they would never stab her in the back with underhanded tactics.
After all, the Tai Mos were the most ferocious beings in the Primordial World!
Ancestor Qingluan nodded and raised her hand to order the Phoenix Clan army to cease fighting.
But in the next moment, she suddenly retreated rapidly, simultaneously summoning the Nine Heavens Wind Arts into myriad swords, slashing forward.
"Boom~"
A cold, demonic blade emerged, striking the spot where Qingluan had been.
Luohu stepped out on a black lotus.
Qingluan's face became incredibly grim. If she hadn't controlled all winds under heaven, possessed acute spatial perception, and always approached the Tai Mos with the most malicious thoughts, she would have, like the Nine Xuan Old Ancestor of the Qilin Clan, died by the God-Slaying Spear!
In the sky, Ancestor Dragon and Ancestor Phoenix simultaneously ceased their fighting and appeared between the Dragon and Phoenix forces.
With perfect synergy, they trapped the three Tai Mos between them, facing attacks from both front and back.
Ancestor Dragon said coldly, "Luohu, do you also wish to contend with me for this heavenly dominion?"
Luohu laughed. "Why not?"
Ancestor Phoenix scoffed, "You? Are you worthy?"
Luohu's expression soured instantly. Ancestor Phoenix's mouth was truly unbearable, utterly lacking in restraint.
"As the leader of the Three Thousand Godly Demons and Tai Mos, my Tai Mo lineage controls heaven and earth. Why not? Would you have this feathered beast be in charge?"
Ancestor Phoenix sneered, "That's still much better than you fiends and monsters who aren't even beasts."
Formless Tai Mo cackled, "Luohu, why waste more words with them? Yuan Feng's exquisite form has long made me covetous. Let me take it off and try it on quickly!"
Ancestor Phoenix scoffed, "A mere Tai Mo of the Thirty-Third Heaven dares to have such ambitions?"
Ancestor Dragon's voice grew colder. "Luohu, even if your divine abilities are unfathomable, to oppose my two clans is surely overestimating yourself!"
Luohu laughed triumphantly. "If the Qilin were not yet annihilated, I would naturally not dare.
But now, my demonic heart swallows the heavens!"
With that, he waved his hand and shouted, "The Four Immortal-Slaying Swords, rise!"
In the east, west, north, and south of heaven and earth, four peerless, ferocious swords abruptly appeared.
But in the north, Xuanwu the Supreme stomped down with a giant foot, smashing the ferocious sword back into the ground.
A Lihuo Phoenix Soul flew out of the southern lava and swallowed the peerless sword whole.
In the eastern sea, the Turtle Prime Minister's colossal body clung tightly to the Immortal-Slaying Sword, pressing it down so it couldn't move.
Only the Immortal-Slaying Sword of the West flew out, its absolute light killing and descending everywhere.
Nine Heavens Tai Mo and Formless Tai Mo both looked greatly shocked. Luohu's expression turned grim. "I underestimated you all."
Ancestor Dragon and Ancestor Phoenix both let out laughter.
"Though the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords are your spiritual treasures, now that they are in our clan's hands, they will no longer be your accomplice, Luohu."
Azure Dragon also spoke, "Your ambition, Luohu, is known to all under heaven. How could my clan not be prepared?"
Luohu sneered. "You truly live up to your reputation as cunning old foxes. But unfortunately, there is one thing you have not accounted for!
The Immortal-Slaying Formation Diagram, emerge!"
Above the Primordial World, four demonic beasts stood in the four directions. These four fierce demonic beasts, comparable to top-tier powers, drew upon the forces of the four directions.
These four beasts were remnants of fierce beasts, saved by Luohu and nurtured by demonic arts, breaking through their limitations and becoming supreme.
The four fierce beasts, each comparable to a top-tier power, stood in their respective positions. The Immortal-Slaying Formation Diagram spread across the universe, unleashing endless demonic energy throughout the world, covering the Primordial World.
Luohu took a step forward, standing at the center of the formation diagram, and shouted, "Four swords, return to your positions!"
The four great demonic beasts unleashed their mutated talents, drawing upon the heavenly tribulations and leading the four swords. The ferocious intent of the four swords greatly increased, causing even Xuanwu the Supreme, momentarily distracted, to lose his grip.
The four peerless swords fell into the formation diagram, standing separately, absorbing the endless murderous, deathly, and resentful energy of the entire Primordial World, and all other evils.
Luohu roared with laughter, his voice echoing throughout the Primordial World. In that laughter, there was no heaven, no earth, only an arrogant aura of dominating the world and being invincible.
"With the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation complete, only the Four Sages can break it! I shall see how you break this formation!"
Endless murderous intent swept across the Primordial World. The minds of all living beings were lost to the terrifying aura of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, turning them into demons, slaughtering without restraint.
Even the beings under the Eastern Wasteland were affected, fighting in chaos, not recognizing their closest kin, knowing only slaughter.
Qing Ling pointed a purple-dark divine lotus. The purple lotus slowly bloomed, splitting into thousands of protective barriers for the spiritual platforms of the Eastern Wasteland's beings, preserving a sliver of clarity for them.
But at this very moment, the sky collapsed, and immense power descended. A giant compass slashed towards Jianmu.
A pure white light shot from Qing Ling's brow. The power of time reversed, striking the compass embedded in the lotus that had transformed from the cyan jade umbrella.
But the compass slowly rotated, and an even more immense temporal force repelled the power of time. The cyan lotus withered relentlessly, and the compass continued to crush Jianmu without abatement.
The three thousand red threads at Qing Ling's waist had already flown out, entwining the compass. Simultaneously, the vast expanse of space was divided, and the thousands of miles between the compass and Jianmu were turned into tens of thousands of miles by him.
A man in white robes appeared and said indifferently, "Merely in the seventeenth heaven, yet your divine abilities are comparable to the peak. You truly cannot be spared."
Qing Ling did not reply, merely stood up, silently drew his plain saber. The divine saber in his hand instantly erupted with murderous intent!
Above his head, the phenomenon of destiny churned like wind and clouds. A colossal azure python opened its bloody maw, ready to devour.
Ancestor Xuanji reached out a hand, and a giant palm emerged, his great divine ability, Annihilation of Space-Time.
With a single palm strike, he struck not a person or an object, but a realm of space-time, a world!
Qing Ling instantly drew his saber and slashed, imbued with the fate of the earth. His saber, capable of breaking through life, death, light, and time, struck the illusory giant palm.
"Boom~"
The void collapsed, stretching for thousands of miles, shattering countless mountains and rivers.
Ancestor Xuanji's expression turned cold, and he slapped down again with his other hand.
A divine light flashed in Qing Ling's eyes. Ancestor Xuanji felt intense pain within his body.
He couldn't help but laugh in rage. "You dare to play tricks within me!"
The hand he extended retracted, and he pointed a finger at his brow. A phantom image of the Jade Disc of Creation appeared, suppressing all divine radiance.
However, unexpectedly, the Luo Sheng Flower, born from the True Spirit, continued to grow. Life and death had stopped, but destiny had not.
This was because the Three Thousand Great Daos had life and death, but not destiny.
The Jade Disc of Creation could suppress the Three Thousand Great Daos, but it could not suppress the Dao of Destiny, which had been abandoned by the Three Thousand Great Daos!
The Luo Sheng Flower was madly devouring Ancestor Xuanji's immense destiny. As a clone of Hongjun and a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, how vast was his destiny?
Compared to him, the destiny of the Salamander Clan seemed insignificant.
Ancestor Xuanji's face turned furious. Suppressing the pain in his true spirit, he decided he had to eliminate Qing Ling before his destiny was fully consumed!
But before Qing Ling, a figure he greatly disliked appeared.
"Ancestor Xuanji, it has been a long time!"
An old man exuding an aura of extreme yin and underworld gazed at him with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"Esteemed Erosion of Heaven, do not bring disaster upon yourself!" Ancestor Xuanji said coldly. "If my true body were to act, you..."
Qing Ling sneered. "Senior Hongjun cares for heaven and earth and all beings. How could he possibly have the energy to erase a clone that is beyond his control?"
Ghost Ancestor looked at Ancestor Xuanji with extreme displeasure. He should have been in the Nine Netherworld, watching the Dragon-Phoenix tribulation with great interest, when Qing Ling forcefully summoned him as the Lord of the Earthly Dao to act as his enforcer?
Unhappy, he could only vent his frustrations on Ancestor Xuanji.
Endless ghostly souls separated, and a hundred Yellow Springs Ghost Kings emerged. Each of them possessed an extremely eerie aura, powerful enough to rival a Great Power, yet without the realm of a Great Power, they could not attract heavenly retribution.
The hundred Ghost Kings roared and bellowed like ten thousand ghosts weeping, forming the Yellow Springs and trapping Ancestor Xuanji.
Just as Ghost Ancestor was about to speak, Qing Ling spoke first, a smile on his face. "Thank you, elder brother, for your rescue!"
The words Ghost Ancestor was about to utter faltered, forced back into his throat. The distant title of Underworld Lord could no longer be spoken.
He snorted coldly, did not reply to Qing Ling, and directly entered the Yellow Springs Great Formation to confront Ancestor Xuanji.
Seeing this, Qing Ling's heart eased slightly. Ancestor Xuanji was Hongjun's good corpse, his strength comparable to a Great Power of the twenty-fifth heaven, by no means something he could contend with.
Fortunately, Ghost Ancestor had been in seclusion for many years. The countless souls lost in the war of the three clans had entered the path of ghosts, causing his cultivation to soar. He had now reached the twenty-third heaven, and it would take at least ten thousand years to determine a victor against Ancestor Xuanji.
Qing Ling waved his hand, and the three thousand red threads descended, piercing the bodies of the million-strong Salamander Clan army. Life force flowed into Jianmu.
In an instant, the million-strong army turned to dust.
This was the terrifying consequence of having no Great Power to restrain another Great Power.
Qing Ling transmitted his voice, "The Four Directional Envoy Clans, proceed to slaughter the entire Tian Jun Salamander tribe!"
The Four Directional Guardian Envoy Clans bowed in obedience and headed towards Tian Jun Sacred Mountain.
Qing Ling, however, turned his gaze to the sky above, where the legendary Four Immortal-Slaying Swords, which only the Four Sages could break, were suspended above his head.
However, Ancestor Dragon and Ancestor Phoenix, such mighty beings, were holding them back.
Luohu laughed wildly, waving his hand as the four swords moved in unison. The Immortal-Slaying Sword unleashed Immortal-Slaying sword energy, the Immortal-Slaying Sword unleashed Immortal-Slaying sword energy, the Slaughtering Sword unleashed Slaughtering Sword energy, and the Trapping Sword unleashed Trapping Sword energy. The four peerless sword energies converged in the universe, transforming into chaotic sword energy. With a single stroke, all swords bowed, and heaven and earth trembled.
Ancestor Dragon's expression became solemn. The Golden Dragon Seal instantly transformed into a dragon billions of feet tall, ascending against the sky. The Chaotic Golden Dragon charged directly at the chaotic sword light.
Ancestor Phoenix simultaneously opened her mouth and spat out the Heavenly Phoenix True Seal. A proud divine phoenix spread its wings and soared into the sky, flying shoulder-to-shoulder with the divine dragon. Dragon and phoenix together, they fought against the Immortal-Slaying Formation.
Though Ancestor Dragon and Ancestor Phoenix spoke no words, their hearts were connected, their synergy as before.
Just like in the ancient, savage era, amidst the wild beasts, the imprisoned Dragon and Phoenix fought together in the wild, bathing in blood and slaughter, their lives intertwined. The dragon's roar was met with the phoenix's cry, and the dragon soared through the nine heavens, accompanied by the phoenix's flight.
The chaotic sword energy clashed with the Chaotic Golden Dragon and the Supreme Phoenix. The chaotic sword light split heaven and earth, shattering the dragon and phoenix, and then dissipated.
The few Great Powers hidden in heaven and earth were all secretly shocked. The combined strike of Ancestor Dragon and Ancestor Phoenix could not withstand this single formation attack!
A flash of surprise crossed Luohu's eyes. Standing on the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation platform, he declared loudly, "I did not expect that you two, who were just fighting to the death not long ago, could now join forces!"
Ancestor Dragon said coldly, "The enmity between my Dragon and Phoenix clans is an internal matter, to be resolved by ourselves."
Ancestor Phoenix also stated, "Although the Dragon and Phoenix have enmity, compared to the ignominy of the Tai Mos, the Dragon Clan is naturally our ally."
Luohu laughed uncontrollably. "Do you think the two of you can break my Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation?"
Ancestor Dragon stepped forward, the void collapsing. "How will we know if we don't try?"
Dragon fist strikes were unleashed, and phoenix flames blazed across the sky.
Each dragon fist strike caused heaven and earth to rumble, and all Daos to retreat. Each phoenix flame that ignited was an unending, inextinguishable battle to the death.
The four swords of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation vibrated. The Immortal-Slaying Sword unleashed peerless white light, and endless murderous intent rolled like white waves, annihilating the fist imprints.
The Slaughtering Sword unleashed terrifying black light, its blade cutting through immeasurable depths, slaughtering all beings. The black sword energy of ultimate annihilation extinguished the crimson flames.
Luohu sneered. The Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation covered heaven and earth. As long as the heavenly tribulation and murderous aura of the world were endless, the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation would have an inexhaustible supply of murderous intent.
He waved the altar, and Nine Heavens Tai Mo and Formless Tai Mo appeared within the origin power of the Metal Great Dao.
Formless Tai Mo transformed into a giant with a thousand heads and no features. Nine Heavens Tai Mo transformed into a demonic domain of nine heavens.
The thousand-headed demonic giant stepped on the tail of the Candle Dragon, and its thousand heads unleashed boundless demonic light onto the Candle Dragon's body.
Nine Heavens Tai Mo descended with nine great domains, suppressing the Candle Dragon's body.
Ancestor Jinpeng hesitated at this moment. To fight or not to fight, to help or not to help, he simply retreated, his Nirvana power returning to his main body, releasing the Candle Dragon.
But before he could act, the God-Slaying Spear pierced his spiritual platform, and a black lotus suppressed Jinpeng's true spirit.
Ancestor Qingluan, trapped within the formation, felt a pang of pain in her heart. Sensing Jinpeng's location, she transformed into the Nine Heavens Azure Luan, broke through the Immortal-Slaying Sword Gate, and saw Jinpeng's corpse, unable to rest in peace.
Qingluan roared in anger, releasing the Great Dao of Wind. Three rings emerged, trapping the World-Destroying Black Lotus.
As long as the true spirit was not extinguished, Ancestor Jinpeng would not die!
But this was inside the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, a place where the heavenly tribulation accumulated by all living beings over thousands of eons converged.
Immortal-Slaying sword energy shot out from the Immortal-Slaying Sword Gate, severing the three-colored wind rings. The black lotus broke through the void and fled.
Ancestor Qingluan's eyes turned crimson. She collected Jinpeng's corpse and chased after the black lotus.
But Luohu struck the altar, and the four swords vibrated. Endless sword energy erupted, and endless murderous intent surged like the tide, like wind, killing heaven and earth. The绝杀 sword energy continued incessantly, trapping Ancestor Qingluan like a sword prison.
Ancestor Phoenix, within the Slaughtering Sword Gate, felt a tremor in her heart. Without the Nirvana source of Jinpeng, if his true spirit were to perish, he would truly be gone!
Her heart grew anxious. The Heavenly Phoenix Divine Seal reappeared, and Nirvana flames stabilized the Slaughtering Sword.
A crimson figure separated, the Vermilion Bird clone cried out to the heavens, suppressing the Slaughtering Sword Gate.
She, however, left the sword gate alone and entered the Trapping Sword Gate to rescue Qingluan.
Luohu saw this and hesitated. The Four Immortal-Slaying Swords were still absorbing the heavenly malevolent energy at this time, far from their peak strength. If Ancestor Phoenix were to leave and ascertain the method to break the formation, trouble might arise!
A ferocious glint flashed in his eyes. If Ancestor Phoenix is not dead, I will see if she is truly immortal!