Luohu Was Stunned, Hongjun Descended the Mountain! Target: East Sea! The Leaders of the Three Tribes Arrived Together!

In the Western Lands, on Spirit Mountain, inside the Devil Palace.

The restless Luohu opened his eyes.

His Zhu Xian Sword Formation was almost fully refined; all that remained was for the Three Tribes to go to war and stain the Primordial World with blood, and the great work would be thoroughly accomplished. For something to go wrong at this critical moment?

How could Luohu allow it?

First, he sensed the situation over at the Dragon Clan. Seeing that all was calm and tranquil there, without the slightest intention of going to war, Luohu immediately felt his teeth ache.

It was only because Ancestral Dragon's cultivation was not weak, and because he could not act rashly lest he expose himself, that Luohu did not go straight over to see what Ancestral Dragon was doing right now, and what he was thinking.

Damn it, your Dragon Clan is so powerful, and you still won't make a move!?

Overturn the Phoenix Clan and the Kirin Clan, and wouldn't you, Ancestral Dragon, be able to gather the Primordial World's fortune and prove yourself a Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal in one stroke? And even this doesn't move your heart!?

"Whether Hongjun has done something underhanded, made some petty move, or is plotting something, the arrow is already on the string and must be loosed."

Muttering to himself, Luohu's gaze turned firm. He had already made his decision.

With a wave of his great hand, a streak of black light sank into the void. In the next second, Heart Demon appeared before Luohu and bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Devil Ancestor."

"Pass down my order. Have the clansmen on the Phoenix Clan and Kirin Clan's side make their move."

Luohu said coldly.

You, Ancestral Dragon, won't move?

No matter. Then I will have the Phoenix Clan and Kirin Clan move instead. As long as the Phoenix Clan and Kirin Clan attack, the Dragon Clan will have to meet the enemy whether they want to or not.

Before absolute power, all schemes and tricks were nothing but jokes. Right now, everything was under his, Luohu's, control. Something going wrong?

A joke!

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Even if that Hongjun made some petty move, it would be useless!

"I respectfully obey the Devil Ancestor's decree."

Heart Demon answered.

Not long after, when Luohu was originally thinking and deducing whether Hongjun had made some petty move, he sensed that Heart Demon had something to report. For some reason, an ominous premonition rose in Luohu's heart.

"Devil Ancestor, something... something has gone wrong. Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin have both stated that the Three Tribes will temporarily cease fighting and await orders."

After receiving Luohu's permission, Heart Demon carefully entered the palace. Under Luohu's cold gaze, he braced himself and spoke.

"???"

Luohu.

In the Primordial World, on Jade Capital Mountain.

Within a thatched hut filled with Dao rhythm, seemingly crude yet in truth embodying the Great Dao's utmost simplicity and natural perfection, Hongjun, dressed in Daoist robes with a head of white hair and looking like an immortal of transcendent bearing, pushed open the door and stepped out.

Walking to the edge of the cliff and gazing out over the boundless sea of clouds, Hongjun stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly narrowed, fully displaying an inscrutable bearing.

"Heavenly Dao, how is the situation on Luohu's side?"

Hongjun spoke.

"Buzz!"

An obscure aura flashed through the void, vast, profound, majestic, and immeasurable. In the haze, it was as if a golden wheel could be seen flickering in and out of sight within the void.

"Luohu's Zhu Xian Sword Formation has already been preliminarily completed?"

The corner of Hongjun's mouth curved slightly. "Very good. The timing... has ripened!"

This chess game had also reached the time to enter its endgame!

"Everything is within This Daoist's grasp!"

Hongjun smiled confidently and swept his great hand toward the void. A streak of clear light immediately sank into the void and vanished.

Since the Zhu Xian Sword Formation had been preliminarily completed, Luohu's next step would certainly be to stir up the conflicts among the Three Tribes and make them erupt into the final war.

Then it was time for him to summon friends and allies, and prepare for the final settling of dust!

"Heavenly Dao Saint..."

Hongjun's eyes grew somewhat fervent. Even with his state of mind, faint ripples and anticipation could not help but stir.

This would only be a beginning!

"I've bound three more rivers. My cultivation is already not far from the late Great Luo Golden Immortal stage. If I bind roughly ten more, I should be able to break through to the late Great Luo Golden Immortal stage."

Sensing his own condition, Tang Xuan let out a breath.

If someone were overlooking the Primordial World at this moment, they would discover that near the entire shore of the East Sea, dozens of rivers had already been assimilated by Tang Xuan. Crisscrossing one another, they were like a great net infiltrating and enveloping the East Sea.

"Once I break through to the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal Realm, I can try to begin binding the East Sea!"

Tang Xuan's eyes flickered, and a trace of anticipation surfaced in them.

The East Sea!

This was Tang Xuan's first objective.

As long as he swallowed the entire East Sea, then when that time came, not even the Heavenly Dao could do anything to him. At the very least, until it solved the problem of his main body, it could only glare helplessly for a short time.

After all, if it was only a river, erasing it directly would be no issue. But could the East Sea be erased directly? The answer was self-evident. This concerned the very foundations of the primordial world.

"The burden is heavy and the road is long. Mm, I still need to develop cautiously."

Tang Xuan thought to himself.

Sensing something, Tang Xuan looked in one direction, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his eyes.

The patriarchs of the Three Tribes had come together?

The chess pieces had entered the jar. This game of chess... had come alive!

Whoosh!

Tang Xuan's figure vanished.

The Primordial Continent, near the East Sea.

Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Feng, and Shi Qilin, who had concealed their auras, secretly headed toward Tang Xuan's location.

On the way, the avatars Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin had left in their tribes naturally received reports that important matters had come up within their clans.

In response, Ancestral Dragon immediately declared that Luohu must have lost patience, and the result was indeed just as expected; the two of them dismissed the matter.

He wanted to provoke a war between the Three Tribes?

If they had been kept in the dark before, then so be it. But now, when exactly this war between the Three Tribes would begin, and whether it would begin at all, would be decided by them!

Before long, the three arrived at the river where part of Tang Xuan's main body was located.

Looking at the river ahead, and thinking of the unfathomable mystery of this River God that Ancestral Dragon had described, even Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin, powerful as they were, felt somewhat nervous at this moment, their hearts inevitably uneasy.

After all, what this concerned was the Future of their Three Tribes.

Because Ancestral Dragon had already informed them in advance, as soon as Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin arrived beside the river, they simply and directly threw eighty percent of their respective tribes' Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures into the river.

Buzzz!!!

Strands of energy surged. In the next instant, Tang Xuan's illusory figure appeared above the river.

"Young Yuan Feng, young Shi Qilin, may I ask whether the things you threw in are the ones in my left hand, or the ones in my right hand?"

Tang Xuan said with a beaming smile.

"..."

Yuan Feng.

"..."

Shi Qilin.

Although they had prepared themselves mentally, when they heard Tang Xuan address them with such wicked amusement as young Yuan Feng and young Shi Qilin, their expressions still turned somewhat subtle and dazed.

How many years had it been? Throughout endless ages, who would have dared address them like this?