Prehistoric World: I Wreak Havoc on the Three Teachings, and You Won't Split Up?

At the same time, endless yellow sand billowed, shattering the flesh of the strange beasts like chopping vegetables.

Zhao Gongming and the three San Xiao revealed themselves.

"Who dares lay a hand on my Xuan Sect disciples?!"

"Watch my Nine Bends Yellow River Formation—anyone who isn't afraid to die, come on!"

Bi Xiao's fierce voice instantly brought a smile to Xuandan's face.

Roar!!!

A soul-shaking howl suddenly erupted.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Qiu Shou Xian and the others revealing their true forms.

They opened their mouths and swallowed hundreds of thousands of strange beasts in one gulp.

Qiu Shou Xian transformed into an Azure-Maned Lion, baring his massive jaws and letting out roar after roar.

"Exhilarating, truly exhilarating."

Then, several streaks of golden light flashed in, and Huanglong exclaimed in delight.

"It's our fellow disciples from the Chan Sect!"

Guang Chengzi led the Chan Sect disciples as they arrived.

Each of them unleashed their most powerful techniques.

True Person Taiyi offered up the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover, enveloping all directions.

Chi Jingzi offered up the Yin Yang Mirror, releasing black and white true dragons that devoured everything in eight directions.

Daoist Cihang gently raised the Pure Glazed Vase, and countless strange beasts were sucked inside.

In less than half an hour, they dissolved into thick liquid, their bodies destroyed and their souls extinguished.

Alongside them were other Chan Sect disciples and countless outer disciples of the Jie Sect.

They came from all directions, lending their full strength.

Helping fellow disciples to repel the foreign enemy!

Chapter 29: Singing Loudly Over Wine—What Is There to Fear?!

On Kunlun Mountain, the harmonious and fraternal scene of the Three Teachings' disciples brought great comfort to the Three Pure Ones.

When Primordial Lord of Heaven saw Duobao swinging his sword to slay strange beasts, the San Xiao setting up the Nine Bends Formation, and Qiu Shou Xian swallowing a hundred thousand beasts in one gulp—

A strange glint flashed in his eyes.

His gaze fell on Tongtian, and after some hesitation, he finally spoke.

"What This Humble Daoist said earlier was somewhat one-sided. From what I see today, the Jie Sect also has many with both talent and virtue."

"I suppose This Humble Daoist was too fixated on appearances—even a Saint can be guilty of prejudice."

"How shameful, how shameful. As an elder, I ought to have been more tolerant."

Tongtian looked at Primordial in some surprise.

At this moment, Primordial's old face was slightly flushed.

Tongtian hadn't expected that his second senior brother, who valued face above all, would voluntarily offer an olive branch.

He recalled how he himself had been consumed by anger earlier, and immediately felt deeply ashamed.

"Senior Brother, you are too kind. It is also true that the Jie Sect has both good and bad."

"It is also true that This Humble Daoist failed to supervise properly before. From now on, I will certainly keep a tighter rein on my disciples."

"Lest they wander the Prehistoric World and bring disaster upon the Jie Sect."

Laozi watched his two junior brothers reflect and apologize to each other, and couldn't help but smile.

"This Humble Daoist, as the senior brother, has also failed to set an example. From now on, I will do my utmost."

The Three Pure Ones smiled together, said no more, and fixed their eyes on the battle in the East Sea.

All were Saints, born of the same root—a word to the wise was enough.

In the East Sea, within the Dragon Palace, Xuandan's heart was filled with warmth.

But the Four Dragon Kings felt their breath catch, their bodies stiffening.

Everyone who had come were disciples of Saints.

If anything happened to them in the East Sea, they could not bear the responsibility.

The Four Dragon Kings exchanged glances without a moment's hesitation.

They acted together, deliberately opening a gap in the formation.

Working with the disciples of the Three Teachings, they carved out a bloody path.

They safely escorted all the Saint's disciples into the East Sea Dragon Palace.

Only then did the Four Dragon Kings breathe a sigh of relief.

They were all the Saint's precious darlings; if anything happened to them, the Saint's fury would turn the East Sea upside down.

San Xiao put away the Hunyuan Golden Dou and swiftly came before Xuandan.

They ran their hands all over him, checking him over, muttering to themselves.

"Still in one piece, didn't get gnawed on by the Strange Beasts."

Xuandan couldn't fend them off, his face bright red.

"Senior Sisters, please stop groping me—what kind of decorum is this?"

Bi Xiao beamed with a teasing smile.

"Not like back when you were bold enough to flirt with your Senior Sister."

Guang Chengzi followed close behind, his demeanor very steady, giving a slight nod.

"As long as you're fine, that's what matters. Your Chan Sect senior brothers will lend you full support."

The rest of the Chan Sect disciples nodded in agreement.

Winged Immortal still wore that carefree, boisterous air.

"Junior Brother, you're quite the man of the hour in the Prehistoric World now."

Xuandan gave a helpless smile.

"Senior Brother, don't tease This Humble Daoist. I've truly become a hot commodity now."

Qiu Shou Xian didn't mind at all, waving his hand grandly.

"With all us Fellow Disciples gathered together, there's nothing we can't accomplish!"

"With your senior brothers and sisters here, we'll definitely keep you safe!"

As his words fell, the disciples of the three sects present all threw back their heads and laughed heartily.

As Saint's Disciples, they naturally carried an air of pride and backbone.

Only the Four Dragon Kings wore gloomy, worried expressions.

The East Sea Dragon King suddenly cut through the thick atmosphere.

"Young Friends, it's not that I'm pouring cold water on you."

"But this Dragon Palace was built after the Dragon-Han Initial Tribulation."

"It's truly hard to withstand the assault of the Strange Beasts; its fall is only a matter of time."

Duobao stepped forward two paces, flicking the bloodstains off his sword blade.

With a carefree smile, he said softly.

"No matter. Since we came down from the mountain to train, none of us Fellow Disciples have ever gathered like this before."

"How could we let those Strange Beasts spoil our fun?"

Ling Ya Xian chimed in agreement.

"Exactly. Even on Kunlun Mountain, you wouldn't see a scene like today."

"In This Humble Daoist's opinion, we ought to down three big cups!"

Duobao laughed heartily, clapping his hands and nodding repeatedly.

"Junior Brother, you've truly spoken right to This Humble Daoist's heart."

"Since we're in the Dragon Palace, Senior Brother Huanglong should play host."

"I've long heard that the Dragon Palace has plenty of fine wine—don't hoard it."

Huanglong, infected by the atmosphere, smiled and said.

"Rest assured, Junior Brother. I'll make sure all you Fellow Disciples are satisfied and leave with joy."

He immediately turned to look at the East Sea Dragon King.

"I'll trouble you with this matter, Uncle."

The East Sea Dragon King watched the disciples of the three sects, each one brimming with high spirits.

They completely disregarded the billions of Strange Beasts outside the Dragon Palace.

He hesitated for a long moment, then let out a sigh, a smile tinged with helplessness and nostalgia spreading across his face.

The North Sea Dragon King stepped forward to stand beside the East Sea Dragon King, smiling as he said.

"Back when we faced the siege of the Phoenix Clan and the Kirin Clan, wasn't it you, Eldest Brother, who led the drinking?"

The West Sea Dragon King nodded and said.

"That's right. Back then, Eldest Brother was shouting, 'Kill one and you don't lose, kill two and you profit,' and in the end, we won a great victory."