Nine-Bend Yellow River Grand Formation!

On the Interception Sect's side, Zhao Gongming was the first to object.

Zhao Gongming slapped his thigh, his booming voice shaking the heavens. "Bullshit! My three younger sisters cultivate a joint-attack formation. How are they supposed to fight separately? Senior Disciple Brother just said there were no restrictions. If you Chan Teachings disciples are scared, get lost while you still can!"

The disciples on both sides immediately broke into an argument, throwing the scene into chaos.

In the end, everyone's gaze converged on Niu Ben in midair.

Faced with the uproar, Niu Ben merely smiled faintly and slowly spoke a few words.

"The Three Xiaos are one. Why shouldn't they attack together?"

"This emperor said that methods do not matter. Only strength does."

Niu Ben turned toward the Chan Teachings with a smile on his lips. "If you think you're at a disadvantage, you're welcome to join forces and break their formation."

At these words, the expressions of Guangchengzi and the others changed.

The Three Xiaos exchanged glances. Qiongxiao gave a lilting laugh and drew the flying sword at her waist.

"Since Senior Disciple Brother has spoken, which of our senior brothers from the Chan Teachings dares to face our formation first?!"

Niu Ben's decisive ruling silenced the immortals of the Chan Teachings.

The Primordial Heavenly Lord sat upon the Nine Dragon Incense Carriage, his expression composed, and raised no objection.

Since the Senior Disciple Brother of the Three Teachings had established that strength reigned supreme, further words were useless. They could only use their true abilities to beat their opponents into the ground.

At the center of the Great Thousand World, a vast plain stretched for ten thousand miles.

Yunxiao stood at the formation's core, her expression calm. The Primordial Golden Dou in her hand radiated dazzling golden light.