"Tongtian, you may also become my disciple. Are you willing?"
"Tongtian pays respects to Teacher!"
Hongjun hesitated somewhat. The Four Swords of Zhu Xian were unparalleled in slaughter; should he bestow them upon Tongtian? But after thinking it over, he had no other Spiritual Treasure worth taking out. He could not favor one of the three brothers over the others.
"This is the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, an Innate Supreme Treasure. It consists of the Immortal-Slaying Sword, Immortal Slaying Sword, Immortal Trapping Sword, Jue Sword, and the Formation Diagram. However, this treasure harms the harmony of Heaven and has no effect in suppressing Auspicious Qi.
"Once this sword formation is deployed, it cannot be broken without four Saints."
Upon hearing that it could not be broken without four Saints, the mighty figures were struck with fear. At present, Hongjun was the only Saint in the Prehistoric Era. Even counting the two fellow Daoists mentioned by the Dao Ancestor, there were not four.
If Tongtian deployed this sword formation, who in the Prehistoric Era would dare oppose him?
"Old Brother, is the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation really that powerful? How about we snatch it from him? Good things can't be left to others."
Han Xi was itching to make a move, and as she spoke, she was about to act.
"Relax, relax! Hongjun is just bullshitting over there. Four Saints can't break it? Even if Hongjun set up the formation now, I could blow it apart with one punch.
"Wasn't Luohu strong enough back then? Didn't it still get broken? It depends on who sets up the formation. A mere Grand Luo Golden Immortal—even a perfected Primordial Origin Golden Immortal—doesn't have that kind of strength."
There was one more point Xuan Qing did not mention: Hongjun was playing a word game.