Martial Uncle-Grandfather, The Pattern Opens

Outside the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation.

The rogue cultivators who had initially come to watch the spectacle were now as silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to even breathe.

Although they couldn't see what was happening inside the formation, they had clearly heard the screams, which were so shrill they didn't sound human.

The terror and despair contained within those screams sent shivers down their spines just from listening.

The Heavenly Origin Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals!

Those were top-tier figures in the Primordial Era!

Twelve of them, working together to enter the formation, and the result... no ripple was made, and then silence?

Just who were these Sanxiao sisters?

And just how terrifying was this Nine Bends Yellow River Formation?

For a moment, an unprecedented sense of awe and fear towards Sanxiao and the Intercepting Sect arose in everyone's hearts.

And within the great formation.

Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao were excitedly counting their "spoils of war."

Lying scattered in the muddy water of the Yellow River were twelve "mortals."

These were Guangchengzi and the others, whose cultivation had just been stripped away.

At this moment, they were all disheveled, their clothes tattered, their eyes vacant, like soulless puppets, with no trace of their immortal demeanor left.

Beside them, the Sky-Turning Seal, Yin Yang Mirror, Immortal Slaying Sword, Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover... these Innate Spiritual Treasures that had once shaken the Primordial Era were now scattered like scrap metal, their brilliance completely extinguished.

"Hahaha! So satisfying! This is too much fun!"

Bi Xiao stepped on Guangchengzi's back, hands on her hips, and laughed triumphantly.

"Guangchengzi! Weren't you arrogant? Didn't you look down on us disciples of the Intercepting Sect? Show me how arrogant you can be now!"

Guangchengzi, pinned beneath her foot, trembled slightly but lacked the strength to even lift his head.

Tears of humiliation streamed down his face.

He, Guangchengzi, was the foremost disciple of Venerable Yuanshi, the True Immortal of Fortune and Virtue who had struck the golden bell. He had always held himself in high regard, when had he ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?

To have his cultivation stripped away, to be cast down to the mortal world, and now to be trampled and humiliated by a junior girl.

He felt as though his Dao heart had shattered completely at that moment.

"Hmph! A bunch of trash!"

Qiong Xiao also looked thoroughly satisfied. She picked up the magical treasures scattered on the ground one by one, playing with them in her hands.

"These treasures are quite good. After we avenge our elder brother, we'll take these back to Golden Ao Island and distribute them among our junior brothers and sisters!"

Only Yun Xiao remained standing on the high platform, her expression unchanged.

She didn't look at the Heavenly Origin Sect's Golden Immortals who had become mortals, nor did she pay attention to her sisters' excitement.

Her gaze was fixed in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

She knew that the real test had only just begun.

Capturing the Twelve Golden Immortals in one fell swoop was satisfying, but it also meant that there was no room for maneuver left between them and the Heavenly Origin Sect.

Next, they would have to face the boundless rage of the Heavenly Origin Sect's leader, Venerable Yuanshi.

"Eldest Sister, what should we do with these people?"

Bi Xiao, having had her fill of playing with Guangchengzi, ran back to the high platform and asked excitedly.

"Should we kill them all to accompany our elder brother in death? Or should we just lock them up here and let them fend for themselves?"

"Let's keep them for now,"

Yun Xiao said calmly.

"They still have a use."

"What use?" Bi Xiao asked, confused.

A cold curve appeared at the corner of Yun Xiao's lips.

"They are bait to lure their teacher into personally intervening."

As soon as she finished speaking.

"Boom—"

An indescribable, supreme, and terrifying pressure, towering above all beings, suddenly descended from the eastern horizon!

This pressure was so powerful, so domineering.

The moment it appeared, the entire Primordial World seemed to come to a standstill.

The wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, and even the river of time froze.

Within the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, the surging yellow mist and howling winds, upon contact with this pressure, instantly subsided as if they had met their nemesis.

The entire operation of the grand formation faltered!

Outside the formation, the rogue cultivators' very thoughts ceased to turn. They remained in their original postures, like insects trapped in amber, utterly immobile. Those with weaker cultivation were directly crushed to their knees by the oppressive aura, their souls trembling.

A Saint!

A Saint had personally arrived!

And, a Saint who had come in fury!

Within the formation, Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao's faces instantly turned deathly pale.

Though they had claimed not to fear Saints, when the Saint's world-destroying pressure truly descended upon them, they finally understood what a desperate gap it was.

Under that pressure, they felt like tiny boats in a raging storm, liable to capsize or be torn to shreds at any moment.

Only Yun Xiao, protected by the sword energy bestowed by her Master, Sect Master Tongtian, could still barely stand.

But her expression was equally grave.

She raised her head and looked towards the east.

In the eastern sky, myriad auspicious clouds and a thousand streams of auspicious energy appeared.

A magnificent carriage pulled by nine five-clawed golden dragons crushed through the void and slowly approached.

Seated upon the carriage was a majestic Daoist whose face could not be seen, enveloped in boundless Jade Purity Immortal Light.

He simply sat there, yet infinite Great Dao pronouncements sang around him. All things in heaven and earth bowed to him.

He was the sole center of this world.

He was the Sect Master of the Heavenly Origin Sect, the Jade Purity Venerable Yuanshi!

"Disciple... greets Master!"

"Master, save me!"

Within the formation, Guangchengzi and the others, who had already lost all hope, looked as if they had grasped the last straw the moment the magnificent carriage appeared. Struggling and crying out, they prostrated themselves in the direction of the carriage.

Venerable Yuanshi's gaze did not fall upon them.

His gaze pierced through the heavy mist of the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation and landed directly upon Yun Xiao and her two sisters on the high platform.

His gaze held no anger, no killing intent, only a profound indifference.

An absolute indifference, as if he viewed all beings as ants and all things as straw dogs.

In his eyes, the three Yun Xiao sisters were no different from the dust on the ground.

"You all have great audacity."

Venerable Yuanshi finally spoke.

His voice was not loud, yet it resonated like a pronouncement from the Heavenly Dao, echoing in the depths of everyone's soul.

"To dare to sever the Three Flowers on the Crown of my disciples and reduce them to mortals."

"Such wicked deeds are unforgivable."

"Today, I shall act on behalf of your Master to purge the sect and send you all onto the Investiture of the Gods!"

Before his words had even finished, he extended a hand.

It was a great hand condensed from boundless Jade Purity Immortal Light.

As soon as the great hand appeared, it blotted out the sun and enveloped the entire Nine Bends Yellow River Formation.

Within the great hand, it seemed a complete universe was contained, with the surging of earth, water, fire, and wind, the birth and death of stars, profoundly mysterious.

Facing this palm, the three Yun Xiao sisters could not even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

They knew that under this palm, they were certain to die!

The Nine Bends Yellow River Formation? The Primordial Golden Dou?

Before a true Saint, all of this was merely a joke!