Di Jun's Heavenly Court and the Dragon Clan's Grudge? Qingyuan Sets Up a Formation to Slay a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal!

"Hahahaha, so this is the East Sea Dragon Clan's Crown Prince?"

"Surround him, don't let him escape!! These mud eels actually dared to refuse the Heavenly Emperor's invitation a while back! They've got some nerve!!"

"You think offering the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage to a Saint will make them think well of you? So what if you sent that Huanglong to the Chan Sect? Do you really think the Chan Sect will look down on you any less?"

"Damned mud eel! Refusing the Heavenly Emperor's invitation, refusing to offer up the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage—today I'll toy with you here and kill you, and see if the Dragon Clan dares to do anything about it..."

The Three-Sturgeon Bird's sharp, venomous voice echoed between heaven and earth.

In the wide river below.

An azure dragon writhed in the water, biding its time to escape.

But on both banks, tens of thousands of Demon Race soldiers had suppressed the river with a formation.

Every time the azure dragon tried to flee.

Countless demonic auras and killing intents would transform into blades, spears, and shadowy figures stabbing down, leaving the Little Azure Dragon covered in wounds.

Above the river.

A three-headed monstrous bird, thousands of feet in size and covered in scales, flapped its wings in the air, glaring down at the azure dragon with a vicious expression. Greedily, it said, "I hear the Dragon Clan is treasure from head to tail, and dragon liver is a delicacy rarely found in the world. Looks like I'll get a taste today."

"I am the son of the East Sea Dragon Clan's Dragon King. Do you dare kill me?"

Though the Little Azure Dragon was trapped.

Pride still burned in its bones.

It glared back at the Three-Sturgeon Bird, refusing to yield. "Let me go, and this prince will not pursue the matter today. Otherwise, your Demon Race Heavenly Court will know no peace!"

"Hahahahaha, the East Sea Dragon Clan's Crown Prince? What big talk!!"

The Three-Sturgeon Bird sneered. "Do you think you're the Crown Prince of the True Dragon Realm? You're just the son of a mongrel dragon abandoned to the outside world, with no connection to true dragons at all. Even if I kill you, who in the entire Primordial Wilderness would stand up for you?"

"The East Sea Dragon Clan? Do they dare?"

"Or are you counting on that Huanglong who joined the Chan Sect? What right does he have to ask a Saint to act?"

"You're just a mutt dragon, a mud eel!!"

"Never mind the East Sea Dragon Clan—even if you were the Crown Prince of the True Dragon Realm, so what? The Dragon Clan refused the Heavenly Emperor's invitation, so death is their only path. Once our Heavenly Court finishes off the Witch Clan, we'll turn around and deal with you!"

The mocking laughter echoed through heaven and earth.

The Three-Sturgeon Bird was not afraid of the Dragon Clan at all.

A few days ago, the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun had invited the Dragon Clan to join the Heavenly Court and to lend the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage, the former mount of the Ancestral Dragon.

But who would have thought the Dragon Clan would refuse to join and also refuse to hand over the Agarwood Carriage?

This move had enraged countless Demon Generals and Demon Gods in the Heavenly Court!

If not for the imminent conflict with the Witch Clan, some Demon Generals would have already discussed punishing the Dragon Clan.

What's more.

These Dragon Clan members were the losers of heaven and earth.

Weighed down by vast and heavy karma and causality, even among true dragons, those who could reach Taiyi were few and far between.

So what fear was there of the mutt dragons of the East Sea?

The Three-Sturgeon Bird let out a long cry to the sky.

Suddenly, it dove toward the river surface. Its claws, hard as metal and stone, tore a large chunk of flesh from the Little Azure Dragon's body and stuffed it into its mouth.

It was clearly playing with the Little Azure Dragon, intending to toy it to death.

The Little Azure Dragon panicked, darting around like a headless fly.

It tried to break through the formation and escape.

But it was only at the True Immortal realm, unable to even stir a ripple in the formation, let alone shatter it.

Feeling its injuries worsen.

The Little Azure Dragon grew frantic inside.

It was the son of the East Sea Dragon Clan's Dragon King. After hearing that an elder in the True Dragon Realm had recommended Huanglong to join the Chan Sect, it had also wanted to join a Saint's sect to change its fate. One night, it had secretly slipped out of the East Sea.

The journey had been fraught with danger.

But it had managed to evade everything.

It never expected to be blocked by a great demon of the Heavenly Court it didn't even know!

Just as the Little Azure Dragon's anxiety peaked.

A massive bird cry suddenly rang out from the sky above, shaking heaven and earth and making the Little Azure Dragon tremble all over, as if it had encountered its natural predator.

"Where does this junior come from, daring to fly over my head?"

The Three-Sturgeon Bird flew into a rage.

It looked up.

And saw a massive Golden-Winged Great Peng circling in the sky. Seeing the Three-Sturgeon Bird, it taunted, "What are you looking at, you mongrel?!"

"Presumptuous! A mere Minor Golden Immortal dares to insult me?"

The Three-Sturgeon Bird was beyond furious.

With a flap of its wings, it soared into the sky to chase the Great Peng Bird, greed flickering in its eyes.

The scent of Innate God-Demon bloodline on that fowl was extremely thick, even exerting a bloodline suppression over it. If it could devour the Great Peng, perhaps it could refine its bloodline and strive for Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, eventually becoming one of the Heavenly Court Demon Gods!

Thinking of the Great Dao ahead.

The Three-Sturgeon Bird charged in hot pursuit.

But no matter how it chased, it always lagged a step behind the Great Peng.

"Hahaha, a mongrel born of fish and bird is still a mongrel—impure bloodline. You think a beast like you can catch me? Go back and practice flying for a few million years, then come compete with me in speed!"

The Great Peng Bird laughed arrogantly.

With a flap of its wings, it roamed across the sky and vanished in an instant.

"Arrogant!! When I catch you, I'll make you wish you were dead!!"

Having its face slapped by a mere Minor Golden Immortal.

The Three-Sturgeon Bird was furious and humiliated. After ordering its subordinates to surround Little Azure Dragon.

It chased in the direction where the Great Peng had disappeared.

During this time.

It repeatedly burned its mana, chasing across millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

Finally, it spotted a golden light flapping its wings in the distance, its speed gradually slowing.

The Three-Sturgeon Bird rejoiced greatly: "Good, good, good, good! Once I catch you, you'll see what's coming for you!"

It gave desperate chase.

Flying another hundreds of thousands of miles.

It finally saw the Golden-Winged Great Peng coiled on a mountain peak a few hundred miles ahead, and it shouted with undisguised killing intent: "Let's see how far you can run. Today, I'll make you die!"

"You dare touch me? I am the Son of Primordial Phoenix..."

"I don't care who you are. Once you're in my belly, even if the Heavenly Emperor comes, I won't spit you out!!"

The Three-Sturgeon Bird bared its vicious fangs.

Flapping its wings, it transformed into a baleful light and charged at the Golden-Winged Great Peng.

The Great Peng Bird was utterly exasperated.

What was going on?

Were the titles of Son of Primordial Phoenix and the Phoenix Clan so useless now?

How could it know.

The war between the Witch and Demon Two Clans was about to begin.

Boundless Tribulation Qi had begun to spread across heaven and earth. Once Tribulation Qi entered the body, even those below the Saint realm could hardly escape, let alone the participants of these two clans.

"Master, can you handle this or not? This mongrel may have inferior bloodline to me, but it's a genuine Primordial Unity Golden Immortal! If we can't win, we run. Living is more important than a clear conscience."

The Great Peng Bird muttered to itself.

Then it flapped its wings again, turning into a golden light and vanishing from the spot.

"Trying to flee? Stay right there!!"

How could the Three-Sturgeon Bird let its meal slip away? It charged forward immediately.

But who would have thought.

At that very moment.

A man's majestic and solemn voice echoed through heaven and earth: "Formation, activate!!"

Rumble!!

Dao Sounds rumbled, Immortal Light blazed, and boundless killing aura surged forth like a long river. An indescribable law sealed the heavens and locked the earth, trapping the Five Elements and Yin-Yang, blocking any escape via escape techniques.

Faintly.

It seemed to be evolving into a Minor World, trapping the Three-Sturgeon Bird within!

"The art of formations encompasses all phenomena of heaven and earth, and can be divided into Innate and Houtian categories."

"Innate Formations are mostly born from the Primordial Wilderness itself, either sheltering Innate Spiritual Treasures or the birth of Innate Spirits, transforming into certain death zones or forbidden lands, or being grasped by chance. Innate Formations are all extremely terrifying, containing within themselves Major or Minor Worlds. The killing and transformations within the formation are unfathomable, overturning the Great Dao Law and evolving boundless crises!!"

"If one were to enter such a grand formation, even a Quasi-Saint would find it hard to escape death!"

"Of course."

"Houtian Formations are not necessarily inferior to Innate Formations."

"Houtian Formations can use spiritual objects and treasures, the Mountains and Rivers of heaven and earth, River Water Veins, Earth Vein Spiritual Veins, and Destiny Trends to combine and produce formations of trapping, killing, guarding, attacking, and so on. Their power is also extraordinary."

Qingyuan's voice echoed through heaven and earth.

Imposing and extraordinary.

But the Great Peng Bird broke his composure with a single sentence: "Master, you're putting on airs before you've even killed him. It'll be pretty embarrassing if you fail."

"Shut up and step aside!"

Qingyuan shot a glare at the Great Peng Bird, who was acting like some reckless youth.

He casually formed a hand seal to activate the formation.

In an instant, the great formation evolved into a Minor World crisscrossed with Sword Qi.

The four Sword Dao Law Phantoms—Death, Profit, Severance, and Entrapment—rippled through the Minor World like rivers. A flash of sword light shook heaven and earth, blood radiance flickered, and a flavor that could terrify even Gods and Devils was born!

It actually felt a chill run down its spine.

A Houtian Spiritual Treasure appeared in its hand as it slashed toward the blood radiance. Vast mana poured into the blade, transforming into a ten-thousand-zhang sword light that swept across the Minor World.

Yet the formation was ever-changing, its killing intent boundless.

The lethal strike that seemed to come from afar.

Actually appeared behind it.

In an instant, it slashed toward the Three-Sturgeon Bird, severing its arm.

If not for its keen senses, its head would have hit the ground right then and there!

"What kind of formation is this?! Demon Marshal Bai Ze collected countless techniques from the Primordial Myriad Races and Myriad Species and compiled the Formation General Outline, spreading it through the Heavenly Court. I have some impression of most formations in the Primordial World, but I've never seen such an exquisite and deadly formation!"

The Three-Sturgeon Bird's scalp went numb.

Terrified, it said, "Fellow Daoist, please stop. I think there's been a misunderstanding here!! There's no need for us to forge a life-and-death karmic bond!"

Qingyuan sneered coldly and did not reply.

He crushed several mana-replenishing Pills in his mouth.

And continued to preside over the great formation, suppressing and killing this Primordial Unity Golden Immortal of the Demon Race!

The edge of the Sword Dao.

Blood radiance rolled like a vast, brilliant rainbow.

Slaughter Qi rippled, Sha Qi surged to the heavens. In an instant, countless sword-light shadows flickered within the Minor World formation. Furthermore, the four Formation Eyes, transformed from Innate Spiritual Treasures, turned into an intent of annihilation, striking at the Three-Sturgeon Bird.

Pfft!

A thigh exploded!

Pfft!!

Two heads burst into a mist of blood...

In just a few hundred breaths, such a devastating and murderous Sword Dao Law had shattered two heads, one arm, and one leg of the Three-Sturgeon Bird, a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal. Its chest was split, its Primordial Spirit dimmed—it wore the appearance of a being on the verge of falling!!

Yet the closer to death.

The more ferocious the Three-Sturgeon Bird became.

Its vast demonic aura slammed against the great formation. Unwilling, it roared, "I am the son of Nine Infants! If you dare kill me, you will bear the wrath of the Heavenly Court and the relentless pursuit of a Demon Saint!!!"

"Are you sure you want to oppose me?!"

"You are the son of Nine Infants?"

All slaughter within the formation suddenly ceased.

The one presiding over the formation exclaimed in shock, his voice laced with disbelief, even a hint of panic.

The Three-Sturgeon Bird sensed a chance at life and felt joy inside, but feigned arrogance: "That's right, I am the son of Nine Infants. If you let me leave, this misunderstanding will be resolved. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning hostile!"

"It's all a misunderstanding! Please, Fellow Daoist, do not speak of this when you return! I will dissolve the formation immediately!"

"Agreed, agreed!"

The Three-Sturgeon Bird smirked smugly.

A flicker of resentment hid in its eyes.

Are you kidding? Let you go?

Once I'm back, I'll slaughter everyone connected to you!

A moment later.

The formation truly did stop. A rift not far away opened, revealing a view of the Primordial World.

The Three-Sturgeon Bird's face lit up with joy. It transformed into a beam of baleful light and fled.

But just as it was about to reach the exit, a change occurred.

Four Sword Dao rivers, fierce and murderous beyond measure, surged into the sky, grinding its physical body and even its Primordial Spirit into nothingness, leaving not a single trace...