Four Swords of Zhu Xian

It is neither bronze nor iron, nor steel, It was hidden beneath Mount Sumeru. It is not refined by the inversion of Yin Yang, How can it not be quenched by water and fire? The Zhu Xian sword is sharp, the Lu Xian sword brings death, The Xian Xian sword creates red light everywhere. The Jue Xian sword's transformations are infinitely wonderful, Even Great Dao Immortals would bleed.

The powerful sword energy seemed capable of killing the four present in just a moment.

"Didn't you say the Four Swords of Zhu Xian formation wasn't fully refined yet? Didn't you say four people could break it? This kind of power, it takes more than just four people!!!!"

In an instant, the expressions of the four Old Ancestors changed drastically.

"Retreat!"

Seeing this, Old Ancestor Yang Mei dared not stay any longer and, taking two Old Ancestors with him, they flashed away from here.

As for Shi Chen, seeing this power, he had already used the Innate Supreme Treasure Shi Chen Bamboo Flute to reverse time and escape.

With this kind of might, he only had the Shi Chen Bamboo Flute; if he didn't run, was he waiting to die? As an Old Ancestor, he knew nothing but Innate Supreme Treasures.

The main reason was that he had emerged too late. If he had emerged at the same time as the other Old Ancestors and had the accumulation of several kalpas, he would never have been so embarrassed.

After the four Old Ancestors left, Luohu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this was Mount Sumeru, this was the West, and with the spiritual veins of the West supporting him, he was able to scare away the four.

If it had been anywhere else, he would have been in trouble today.

However, that old fellow Hongjun was unexpectedly despicable, actually wanting to use others to stop him. Hmph, next time, he would definitely make Hongjun pay the price.

Far away on Jade Capital Mountain, Hongjun sneezed.

"These people..."

The corners of Hongjun's mouth twitched. What could he say? He just couldn't seem to encounter any good people.

Yang Mei would slander if he wanted to, and betray his teammates if he wanted to.

Truly remarkable.

"Alas, I'll let you all run wild for a while longer."

Hongjun shook his head and thought to himself.

It wasn't the most intelligent choice to use the Great Dao Power to capture a few Transmigrators now.

Behind the system stood the Great Dao. Although in his own world, he was invincible.

But he had to make them spit out everything they had first.

This way, it would be a guaranteed profit with no loss.

Only when the system had spat out all its energy and he reaped the rewards would it be the best time. If he alerted them now, the system might self-destruct, which would result in the loss of a lot of resources.

Moreover, their usefulness had not yet been fully exploited.

If they had to die, they should die meaningfully, for example, by merging with the Dao, becoming the Dao within the Primordial World, and completing the heavens and earth.

"The Great Dao behind Yang Mei is just too poor, isn't it? They don't even have a system. Did they really send him here to get something for nothing? Or did they have too much faith in Yang Mei's talent? Did they think he could achieve Primordial Unity without a system?"

Hongjun shook his head, a cold smile on his lips.

This Great Dao, he really didn't know if it thought too highly of Yang Mei, or too little of himself.

Getting something for nothing, they were probably living in a dream.

A thousand years later.

"So, the three of you came back just like that? Where is Fellow Daoist Shi Chen?"

Hongjun looked at the disheveled three with a strange expression.

Including Shi Chen, four people were scared back...

Although he had expected this outcome, seeing the three utterly defeated again, Hongjun almost burst out laughing.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, this matter is also your fault. If you had gone with us, why would we have sought out that coward Shi Chen? How could this have happened?"

Yang Mei said to Hongjun with some blame.

"The Four Swords of Zhu Xian cannot be broken unless four people arrive together; this is by no means a false statement, and they must be four powerful individuals. A person like Fellow Daoist Shi Chen is simply not good enough."

This time, he was determined to take Hongjun with him, no matter what.

The main reason was that Shi Chen was too unreliable; he retreated at the first sign of trouble, being the first to reverse time and flee.

The scene at that time had stunned Yang Mei. He couldn't believe that this was Shi Chen, who had charged at the forefront when facing Pangu.

"Alas, Fellow Daoist Yang Mei, I truly don't know what to say."

Hongjun pretended to divine for a moment, then looked at them with a helpless expression.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, please speak freely. We still trust your calculations."

Old Ancestor Qiankun looked at the other two Old Ancestors and, finding that they had no intention of speaking, he spoke up.

"Alas, then I shall speak. The three Fellow Daoists were all intimidated by Luohu."

Hongjun looked at the three and pretended to shake his head helplessly.

"Let me ask you, did you see the formation diagram of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian formation?"

"There was no formation diagram."

Yang Mei shook his head and said.

Hongjun nodded:

"That's right. Without the formation diagram, the Four Swords of Zhu Xian are just four sharp swords, at most supreme-grade innate Spiritual Treasures. That Luohu merely used the West's vast spiritual channels to stimulate the sword energy, making you all think he was very powerful and imposing, even like facing heaven and earth. But in reality, it was all for show."

"What!"

Old Ancestor Qiankun exclaimed:

"Fellow Daoist, you mean we were fooled by him?"

"Precisely."

Hongjun nodded.

Upon hearing this, Yang Mei's expression changed drastically. He secretly regretted it, realizing he had missed a golden opportunity.

Hongjun continued:

"However, it's too late to kill Luohu now."

"What does Fellow Daoist Hongjun mean?"

Old Ancestor Yin Yang frowned slightly.

"Because his scheme has been exposed, he has now uprooted some of the West's spiritual veins to increase his own strength, using them to form the Four Swords of Zhu Xian formation."

"No way? Would Fellow Daoist Luohu do something so crazy?"

Old Ancestor Yin Yang was greatly alarmed.

If the West lost its spiritual veins, the once prosperous West would likely turn into barren land in an instant. And to uproot the spiritual veins... there would be no possibility of regrowth.

"Heh heh, Fellow Daoist Yin Yang, you still underestimate Luohu. He wants to destroy the world, what wouldn't he do?"

Hongjun sneered:

"According to my predictions, he will definitely accelerate the instigation of conflict among the three tribes now."

"Then we must hurry to stop him."

Yang Mei said solemnly:

"This time, Fellow Daoist Hongjun, please be sure to accompany us. Otherwise, even if we die in the West, we will never return!"

This time, he was truly determined.

Luohu was so powerful. When the great trend of the Heavenly Dao arrived, would they have any chance of survival?

Therefore, they had to bring Hongjun to the West now and kill Luohu.

As for Hongjun, if he wasn't stupid, he would know what choice to make.

Yang Mei believed that if he threatened Hongjun with their lives, Hongjun would definitely go.

"..."

The smile on Hongjun's face froze.

Why did Yang Mei still think he was plotting against him?

However, after some thought, he said:

"Since the three Fellow Daoists have such determination, I can only accompany you in this endeavor. Let us go together."

Hongjun sighed, a smile appearing on his face.