The sword point aimed straight at Bixiao. Bixiao met the attack calmly. After several exchanges, Muzha's shoulder jerked, and the Wu Gou Treasure Sword shot into the air with a piercing cold light.
Bixiao laughed aloud. "Even if the Wu Gou is a divine weapon, it still cannot hurt me a bit today!"
With a wave of Yunxiao's hand, the Hunyuan Golden Bucket hummed and trembled. The Wu Gou was actually pulled by an immense force and plunged into the bucket in an instant. She urged the bucket again, and golden light burst forth once more. Muzha immediately lost his balance, was swept inside the formation, and crashed heavily into the rolling yellow sand.
Muzha, too, vanished without a trace. Only then did the Yu Xu Immortals fully realize that all three had been captured. But what mysteries did this Nine Bend Yellow River Formation hold? For a moment, no one could unravel them. They could only withdraw for now and agree to investigate again the next day.
Jiang Ziya's brows were tightly locked. Helpless, he could only order the gong sounded, withdraw the troops back to camp, and wait until the following day to break the formation again.
Inside the Shang Camp's tent, Grand Tutor Wen watched as the Three Sanxiao Maidens struck like lightning and captured three elite third-generation disciples of Yu Xu in the blink of an eye. His heart was greatly relieved.
That very night, he held a victory banquet and lavishly entertained the three maidens.
When the wine had reached its peak, a report suddenly came from outside the tent: "True Person Kong Xuan has returned!"
Grand Tutor Wen was overjoyed. He hurriedly rose, invited all the Jie Sect Immortals in the tent, and personally went out to welcome him.
After they exchanged greetings and