Immortal Slaying Sword Formation? Six Souls Banner appears! Jieyin: Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!

In the chaos, sword energy crisscrossed.

Even with their Saint bodies, protected by the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus, facing the ubiquitous sword energy within the Immortal-Slaying Sword formation, Jieyin and Zhunti still felt a tremor of fear.

"Damn it, why does he feel stronger again?!"

Jieyin, who had summoned the Azure Lotus Treasure Banner to protect himself, felt his condition worsen after attempting to block several sword energies.

Had these past years been wasted?

That shouldn't be the case!

While they were constantly refining the power of faith day and night, that old fellow Tongtian was still confined to Biyou Palace, reflecting on his mistakes.

How could his progress possibly be greater than theirs?

"Brother, something's wrong!"

Zhunti had clearly also noticed this problem, but he thought more deeply about it. After carefully sensing the situation, his expression changed drastically.

"It seems he hasn't gotten stronger; it's us, our power of faith is gone!"

"What?!"

Jieyin exclaimed in shock. He hurriedly tried to mobilize the power of faith within his body. After a long while, his face turned ashen as he muttered:

"How could this be?"

"How could this be!"

"These damned mortals are so fickle! They can even change their faith? I, I will kill them!"

As Jieyin spoke, his anger grew, and killing intent filled his eyes. He seemed poised to return to the Primordial World and wreak havoc.

"..."

Zhunti's lips twitched. He quickly stopped Jieyin and reminded him helplessly, "Brother, now is not the time for settling scores. The key is how we break this formation!"

"Break the formation? What's the rush!"

Jieyin, having regained his composure, looked up at the crisscrossing sword energy around them, his expression grim. "We're not the only ones in a hurry. Aren't his two brothers more anxious than we are?"

"Let's wait!"

"It won't be long before they arrive. Then, we'll attack from both inside and out, forcing this old fellow back into seclusion again!"

"Uh??"

Zhunti was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding Jieyin's reasoning. "Brother, if Tai Shang and Yuanshi see us fighting, they'd be happy enough to applaud, let alone come help us?"

"Not help? If they don't help, then they're dead!"

Jieyin's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was exceptionally firm. "If they don't help us, then we'll make peace with Tongtian and go together to let them know what happens to traitors!"

"???"

Zhunti was dumbfounded for a moment. After carefully savoring the words, he gave Jieyin a thumbs-up.

"Brother, no wonder they call you 'Brother'."

"Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"

"Let's do it!"

"If those two brothers don't come to help us, then we'll make peace with Tongtian and let them taste the bitterness of being suppressed too!"

"At that time..."

Thinking of the territories of Chanjiao and Renjiao in the East, Zhunti swallowed with some difficulty. He was already eager.

Unfortunately, before he could even figure out how to divide the territory, a familiar figure appeared in his divine sense.

"See? They're here!"

Jieyin's lips curved slightly at the sight. Relieved, he said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, stop wasting your efforts. Just as the four of us could defeat you last time, we can do it again this time!"

"Oh? Is that so!"

Tongtian, who was controlling the Four Immortal Slaying Swords, chuckled noncommittally. He turned his head to look at the figure rushing over in the distance.

"Brother Yuanshi, long time no see. I hope you've been well!"

"???"

Hearing the familiar voice in his ear and confirming it with his divine sense, Yuanshi Tianzun slammed on the brakes with a creak, narrowly avoiding being thrown out by the immense inertia.

"W-why is it you?!!"

Staring at the figure surrounded by sword energy in the distance, Yuanshi Tianzun was completely stunned, his voice carrying three parts surprise and seven parts confusion.

It was, it was Tongtian fighting Jieyin and Zhunti?

Then who was that just now?

A clone?

Impossible!

With their strength, how could there be a clone that could escape their perception?

Unless...

Yuanshi Tianzun, as if thinking of something, looked up at Sect Leader Tongtian. Without waiting for a reply, he turned and left.

"Hey? Hey??"

Witnessing this, Sect Leader Tongtian hadn't even spoken yet, but Jieyin and Zhunti were dumbfounded. They hurriedly chased after him, asking:

"Brother Yuanshi, Brother Yuanshi... where are you going?!"

"Shut up!"

Already somewhat agitated, even guilty, Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand without looking back.

"I'm just passing by. You two deal with your grievances and grudges as you see fit."

"You?!"

Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions changed upon hearing this. "Brother Yuanshi, don't forget, you were the ones who came to us first!"

"..."

Yuanshi Tianzun, who had already walked far away, ignored them.

What a joke?

It was true that they had come to them first, but who could blame them when Buddhism was on the rise now?

"Heh heh..."

Sect Leader Tongtian saw this and was not surprised at all. Instead, he smiled and stopped the Immortal-Slaying Sword formation.

"My two Daoist brothers, you're already giving up? It seems you haven't been diligent these past few years?"

As he spoke, before the two could retort, Sect Leader Tongtian continued, "How about this? If you kowtow to me a few times, I'll let you off this time, how about it?"

"You, you scoundrel!!"

Jieyin and Zhunti, who had been contemplating how to talk to Tongtian, instantly turned red in the face. The magical treasures in their hands also shone brighter.

"Tongtian, a Saint cannot be insulted. You are courting death!"

"Brother, why waste words with him? Let's fight!"

"Old thief Tongtian, today I will show you the success of my cultivation over the years!"

"Die!!"

Following Jieyin and Zhunti's enraged roars, waves of earth-shattering attacks churned the chaos, even forming deep black holes in many places.

"Excellent!"

Sect Leader Tongtian's expression turned cold. He had intended to subdue these two bastards this time, so how could he let them escape midway?

With one hand controlling the Four Immortal Slaying Swords, he conjured a small, entirely black banner with the other.

"Go!"

Sect Leader Tongtian casually tossed it. The small banner fluttered in the wind, and in just a moment, it transformed into a vast, sky-obscuring black flag.

"The Six, Six Souls Banner?!!"

"This is impossible!"

"Didn't the Dao Ancestor take the Six Souls Banner back? How, how can it still be in your hands!!"

Seeing the dark banner that couldn't be concealed even in the chaos, Jieyin and Zhunti's faces instantly turned pale.

They panicked!

Completely panicked!

They were already struggling to break through the Immortal-Slaying Sword formation alone, and now a deadly Six Souls Banner appeared?

After all, in Tongtian's hands, this thing could directly injure Saints like them!

"To, Daoist Tongtian, let's talk this through, let's talk!"

With a deathly pale face, a hint of panic in his eyes, Jieyin subconsciously stopped his actions and said sincerely:

"There must be some misunderstanding. Shall we sit down and talk properly?"

"That's right, that's right!"

Zhunti, stopping almost simultaneously with Jieyin, nodded in agreement. "If we fight, it will inevitably be a mutual destruction. We can't let others take advantage of us!"