Loophole?

Jieyin responded indifferently, his expression unchanged, and made no definitive statement.

His gaze quietly shifted towards the direction where Tongtian and the others were.

"Big Brother, should we stay and watch?"

Yuanshi frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure and resistance.

Dijun's actions were, to put it bluntly, a naked display of skill and a show of force, aiming to establish his reputation before all the Saints.

With his pride, how could he swallow such an insult?

If Tongtian hadn't yet made his stance known, he would have already made a move to teach this arrogant fellow a lesson.

"No need to rush, let's wait."

Laozi's expression was calm, as if all disputes had nothing to do with him.

But if one observed closely the depths of his eyes, a hidden, unexpressed anger could still be detected.

However, he was extremely self-controlled and rarely revealed his emotions.

As everyone's attention gradually focused on their own sect leader, The elders of the Intercepting Sect involuntarily puffed out their chests, their faces filled with pride and their expressions lofty.

Their admiration for Tongtian deepened further at this moment.

"Are you willing to go and see with me?"

Tongtian paid no mind to the gazes of the many cultivators around him, turned his head to look at Nuwa, the corner of his lips curved slightly, and his tone was gentle.

He had long heard about the Heavenly Court mastering the Grand Formation of the Stars.

This formation was renowned throughout the Primordial World, ranking among the top formations, so naturally, he felt a sense of curiosity.

However, it was only curiosity.

After all, he had already comprehended the laws of formations to the perfect realm. If he truly wanted to deduce this formation, it would not be difficult, At most, it would consume some energy and time.

Now that Dijun and the others already possessed the ability to set up the formation, why should he bother to do it all over again?

What truly attracted him was actually another thought—

He wanted to improve the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation he held.

That's right, it was the killing formation that he had never truly unleashed since obtaining it.

Undeniably, the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation's power was astonishing, enough to awe one side.

But its drawbacks were also obvious: it had to be set up to face the enemy, and one had to wait for the opponent to step into it.

It was too passive and not sharp enough.

If it could be transformed into an offensive capability, even without setting up the formation, its power could be activated.

Then its actual combat effectiveness would surely increase by several times.

"I'll listen to you."

Nuwa responded with a light laugh, her eyes soft.

She had no interest in the so-called grand formation in the first place, But since he wanted to see it, she would naturally accompany him with pleasure.

Upon hearing this, Tongtian's gaze turned to Dijun, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Since that's the case, let's take a look."

Dijun's expression immediately brightened.

Failing to break through to the Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, though regrettable, was within his expectations.

Previously, he still held a sliver of hope, but the outcome ultimately did not go as he wished.

Fortunately, he had unexpectedly entered the Sub-Saint realm this time, which could be considered a gain from a loss.

Compared to his previous peak Quasi-Saint state, his current strength was incomparable, and suppressing his past self was as easy as flipping his hand.

Moreover, holding this heavenly wedding was precisely to display the might of the Grand Formation of the Stars to all the heavens.

Now that Tongtian had agreed to observe the formation, wasn't that exactly what he intended?

Full of anticipation to shock all the Saints and cultivators, he immediately gave Kunpeng a meaningful glance.

"Please, everyone, follow me."

As the words fell, he was the first to step out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The group soon arrived at a vast open space.

Looking up, hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals were already arrayed and waiting, exuding a solemn aura.

It was clear that arrangements had been made long ago.

When his gaze swept over the familiar ranking list and palace layout in the distance, Tongtian was slightly stunned, then let out a helpless laugh.

Isn't this just a direct copy of the Intercepting Sect's operational model?

His gaze swept over Yuanshi, Zhunti, and the expressions of the various cultivators, each lost in their own thoughts.

He suddenly had a thought:

Could it be that in the future Primordial World, many "Sacred Lands" will also emerge?

The scene of cultivators from opposing factions battling in the future, shouting "I am a core disciple of XX Sacred Land," flashed through his mind.

He couldn't help but feel a bit dazed himself.

And at almost the same time, the ordinary cultivators behind them also gradually noticed the anomaly.

Immediately, whispers broke out.

"Tsk tsk, five major rankings, four great halls and pavilions, they've copied the entire structure. The Heavenly Court is truly extravagant!"

"Look, Saint Tongtian isn't even angry. Does that mean we can follow suit?"

"Wake up, man. Do you have the background of the Intercepting Sect? Do you have the foundation of the Demon Race? You probably can't even recruit a single disciple."

"Haha, just kidding, don't take it seriously."

"I wonder if the Witch Race has these kinds of considerations. If they do, it'll be interesting."

As everyone was discussing, Yuanshi quietly transmitted a message to Laozi:

"Big Brother, that feathered beast actually beat us to it. It's truly hateful!"

Laozi's brows furrowed slightly; he hadn't expected this either.

He had intended to imitate this system in his early years, and after finishing his sermon a thousand years later, he would use it to recruit many disciples.

Now that Dijun had seized the initiative, he was afraid that his future appeal would be greatly reduced.

"Senior Brother, it seems we also need to make plans quickly."

Zhunti was silent for a moment. He had originally planned to gather more benefits in the Eastern Continent and accumulate some capital before making a move.

Given the current situation, they really had to make arrangements in advance.

It seemed that regardless of whether they had enough resources at hand, the top priority was to establish this system first.

Otherwise, by the time the entire Primordial World started imitating it, there would be no advantage left.

"After this ceremony concludes, we'll immediately set off to prepare."

Jieyin knew that this matter could not be delayed and immediately made the decision.

Their expressions changed slightly, which did not escape Tongtian's eyes. A smile couldn't help but rise in his heart.

Want to learn?

I'm afraid you can't even copy it completely.

He already had a complete plan for these ideas. After all, in his previous life, he was an avid reader of countless novels, and he was extremely familiar with the operational models and commercial tactics of sects in fantasy worlds.

For example, first build a "Tongtian City," issue exclusive currency, and turn this city into the most desirable trading center in the entire Primordial World.

Once the currency is monopolized, subsequent auction houses, rare treasure pavilions, pill shops, cultivation inns, and street stalls... all could develop in a rolling manner.

Just the entrance fees and transaction commissions would accumulate immeasurable resources, not to mention that the entire city was his territory, so the lion's share of the profits would naturally go to him.

Then, use these resources to support his disciples. As their cultivation improved, they would feed back to the sect leader—a virtuous cycle, growing bigger and bigger.

Thinking of this, Tongtian couldn't help but feel eager to try.

'Feel free to imitate. It's best if everyone knows about it.

As a Saint, if he wanted the entire Primordial World to know about something, he only needed a word to achieve it.

But the Primordial World is different from the mortal world; it lacks nothing more than time.

A single period of closed-door cultivation might see the outside world change drastically, with new powerhouses emerging endlessly.

He couldn't possibly shout "Attention, this is my creation" every thousand years, could he? That would be too demeaning.

Moreover, true brilliance lies in comparison.

Once everyone had witnessed the magnificent spectacle of Tongtian City, would they still find those crude imitations appealing?

However, the most crucial part was the independent currency system.

Only by firmly controlling the currency in his hands could the Intercepting Sect truly stand invincible.

Otherwise, if others copied it, even with a change of appearance, they would still divert profits.

Tongtian knew that this matter couldn't be rushed. He shook his head slightly, suppressing the eagerness in his heart for the time being, and turned his gaze to the martial arts arena.

At this moment, with a command from Dijun, three hundred and sixty-five generals at the Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm each held a formation flag and took their positions.

The remaining one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred soldiers at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm surrounded them like stars around the moon.

With the formation set, Dijun's mind moved, and the River Diagram and Luo Book emerged from within him.

"Grand Formation of the Stars, activate!"

A roar echoed through the heavens.

As the River Diagram and Luo Book transformed into the formation's eyes, the three hundred sixty-five Grand Unity Golden Immortals were the first to activate their incantations, their immense auras erupting.

Immediately after, over one hundred twenty thousand soldiers simultaneously circulated their cultivation, their might reaching the heavens.

In an instant, an oppressive force that could destroy heaven and earth shot straight into the highest heavens.

The firmament trembled, winds and clouds reversed, and thunderous roars echoed through the void.

Countless onlookers felt the suffocating pressure, their faces changing drastically.

Only Tongtian, the Saints, and a few Quasi-Saint existences at the front remained as usual, unmoved.

And in the depths of the starry sky, trillions of miles away, drawn by this formation, the three hundred sixty-five main stars and tens of thousands of auxiliary stars simultaneously erupted with brilliant light.

Streams of stellar power tore through the void and descended.

Golden light cascaded down, enveloping the entire Heavenly Court army formation.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

World-shattering auras erupted from the formation, as if heaven and earth were about to collapse.

The surrounding cultivators were all filled with dread, and even many Quasi-Saint powerhouses looked solemn.

This combat power was actually on par with the Dutian Divine Fiend Formation that the Twelve Ancestral Witches had jointly set up back then!

A flicker of surprise flashed across the faces of Saints like Yuanshi and Zhunti, but it was keenly captured by Dijun, who had been paying attention.

Only Tongtian remained calm as ever. Not only was he unfazed, but he also examined it with a hint of amusement.

In just a few breaths, as someone whose formation dao laws were perfected, he had completely seen through the formation's structure.

He let out a light laugh and, meeting Dijun's burning gaze, leisurely spoke:

"Although your grand formation borrows the power of the stars and consumes no spiritual energy from heaven and earth, it does possess ingenuity."

"But the more powerful it is, the higher the requirements for its formation. Even the slightest mistake can lead to a flaw."

"Therefore, this formation has three flaws."

As soon as he spoke, the entire place fell silent.

Whether it was the Saints high in the heavens or the thousands of cultivators below, everyone was stunned.

Such a powerful grand formation actually had loopholes?

And he mentioned three of them?

If they were truly fixed, wouldn't it become unstoppable, capable of piercing through heaven and earth?

Everyone subconsciously looked towards Yuanshi and the other three Saints, hoping to find an answer on their faces.

But when they saw that the four Saints also wore expressions of surprise and their expressions slightly shifted, their hearts churned like stormy seas.

A thought surfaced in nearly everyone's mind simultaneously--

Just how powerful had Saint Tongtian become?

They were all at the Primordial Saint realm, so why were Laozi and the others bewildered, while only he could analyze it clearly, as if reciting from memory?

Sensing the gazes cast from all around, the faces of Yuanshi and the other three immediately turned grim.

Anger surged, but they could not act on it.

The stifling feeling of being upstaged and unable to retort was like a lump of stale air stuck in their chests, making them incredibly uncomfortable.

"We humbly request Saint Tongtian to bestow his guidance."

Dijun's expression sharpened, and he cupped his hands in salute, his tone respectful yet sincere.

Yuanshi and the others frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in their eyes.

They were naturally displeased by Dijun's action, which was akin to ignoring them.

But the problem was, they themselves hadn't noticed any flaws in this grand formation.

Despite their inner anger, they could only suppress it and make a mental note.

Seeing his humble attitude, Tongtian pondered for a moment and, without playing coy, directly stated:

"Firstly, its offensive capabilities are acceptable, but its defensive strength is weak, and its formation structure is fraught with hidden dangers."