Shocked, The Clown Was Actually Yang Mei

Speaking of which, how did Hongjun get younger? What kind of Spiritual Power was that?

Hongjun: This is the Great Dao. I can do as I please.

(Transmigrating souls and expecting reality to bend to one's will?)

At this moment, on Mount Sumeru, Luohu was indeed, as Hongjun had said, pulling out the Spiritual Veins of the West.

The once Spiritually Qi-rich Western lands were now a barren and desolate wasteland.

The once fertile land had turned into wasteland, and not a single flower, plant, or tree remained alive.

Zhunti and Jieyin watched from afar at the endless, scorched earth of the West, their hearts filled with grief. They clutched their heads in pain (a small detail) and wept bitterly.

"Fellow Daoist, what exactly happened to the West? Why are the Western Spiritual Veins dwindling?"

"It's Luohu! It must be Luohu! Demon Ancestor Luohu has pulled out all the Western Spiritual Veins, woo woo woo woo, can anyone even live in the West anymore?"

"Suffering! Why is the fate of us Western beings so bitter!"

The two wept together, yet they were powerless against Luohu.

To be precise, they should have been grateful that Luohu hadn't come to uproot them as well.

Which cultivators or innate beings in the West had not joined the Demon Ancestor's ranks?

Only the two of them hadn't.

It wasn't that they had any particular aspirations, but rather that Luohu simply didn't care for them.

Furthermore, they both had a sense that their destiny did not lie with the Demonic Dao, which was why they hadn't shamelessly joined the Demon Ancestor's sect.

But now, with the complete depletion of Spiritual Qi in the West, the two of them were finished. Their path forward was utterly cut off.

In the West, at the foot of Mount Sumeru, a group of powerful figures had gathered.

Hongjun, Yin Yang, Qiankun, Wangshu, and Yang Mei, five figures of the Primordial World's ancestor level, were all present.

Of course, there was also Shi Chen, secretly observing from an unknown mountaintop.

Looking at the endless Mount Sumeru before them, the hundreds of millions of miles of scorched earth, Wangshu couldn't help but sigh:

"I still remember when most of us Chaos Demon Gods were slain by Pangu, but we managed to outsmart them, abandoning our cultivation and reincarnating into Pangu's world.

After cultivating anew in Pangu's world, we found ourselves restricted, with no possibility of breaking through to our original Demon God realms.

We are considered fortunate. Unlike those fellow Daoists who found no peace even in death and transformed into fierce beasts, they were all annihilated during the Beast Calamity.

Looking at this mountain, the memory of the Beast Calamity is still vivid. The terrifying scenes then are no different from here, and perhaps even worse today than they were then.

Who would have thought that we, who once stood against Pangu, would be standing here today to protect Pangu's world."

"As the saying goes, 'Those who walk different paths cannot plan together.'"

Hongjun chuckled:

"Back then, our paths differed from Pangu's, so naturally, we were enemies. Now, we have all become beings of this world...

Let's leave these reflections for later. We have now arrived at Luohu's dojo. I assume Luohu has made his preparations. His strength is earth-shattering, so everyone must be extremely cautious."

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun speaks wisely. Luohu, an old friend has arrived, why don't you quickly come out and kneel to greet us?"

Yang Mei stepped forward and taunted.

The sound of his voice echoed throughout Mount Sumeru.

Among the five, Yang Mei had the highest cultivation, followed by Hongjun, then Old Ancestor Qiankun, and Old Ancestor Yin Yang. As for Wangshu, she was the weakest of them all.

As Yang Mei's words fell, a surge of Sha Qi erupted from Mount Sumeru, soaring straight into the clouds.

The clouds churned violently, and the Void itself trembled. Intertwined within that terrifying Sha Qi was Chaos Sword Qi!

Even before the dreadful aura descended upon them, it caused their expressions to change drastically.

Amidst the endless Sha Qi, a formation diagram slowly rose. The formation diagram continuously expanded in the Void, seemingly enveloping the entire world.

At that moment, Mount Sumeru vanished from sight, swallowed by a sea of killing intent and Sha Qi.

Simultaneously, Luohu's voice echoed through the Void:

"Hmph, old man Yang Mei, you are not worthy of challenging me, Luohu."

Luohu continued:

"Hongjun, you've finally arrived. This Old Ancestor has just successfully refined the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation. I wonder if you have the courage to test my sword Qi? Hahahaha!"

Luohu laughed maniacally.

While the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was sharp, it had a significant drawback: it was heavily reliant on the formation diagram. Once the diagram was set up, it could no longer be moved.

Therefore, Luohu had no choice but to invite them in to break the formation.

And among them all, the only one Luohu truly cared about was Hongjun.

The first time they met, he had already sensed that Hongjun would be his lifelong adversary.

But as fate would have it, they had even cooperated to repel the Beast Calamity.

This is just outrageous.

After the Beast Calamity, Luohu conceived the idea of killing Hongjun.

He didn't kill Hongjun at the time because he had a premonition.

If he forcibly attacked Hongjun, the weaker Hongjun might suddenly unleash a powerful force and kill him instead.

Later, he also learned what this situation was called. According to the news brought back by his spies from the Dragon Race, this kind of burst was called—Power Burst!

Now, Luohu's scheme has been exposed, and the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation is complete. He can only fight Hongjun to the death.

On a certain mountain peak.

[Ding! Detected that Luohu's Immortal Slaying Sword Formation is complete. The God-tier Ox-Horse Selection System has been activated.]

[1: Enter the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation with Old Ancestor Yang Mei and others. Reward: Hongjun tearfully licks the spoils.]

[2: Observe in secret and wait for an opportunity to act. Reward: Shi Chen Bamboo Flute upgrade.]

[3: Shout loudly, "It's as easy as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood for me, Shi Chen, to defeat you, Luohu!" Then enter the formation alone. Reward: Wangshu's favor and admiration, a tomb on the Moon Star.]

Shi Chen: "..."

Shi Chen truly didn't expect there to be a God-tier selection at this time.

However, among these choices, anyone with a brain would obviously choose 2, right?

There aren't really people who would choose 1 or 3, are there? No way, right?

Transmigrators don't really think they're the protagonist, do they?

Ever since he was scared away by Luohu last time, Shi Chen had realized the dangers of the Primordial World. He wouldn't stick his neck out unless absolutely necessary.

"I choose 2."

[Ox-Horse Host's selection successful. Rewards are being distributed.]

[Ding! Shi Chen Bamboo Flute has been upgraded to a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, on par with the damaged Jade Disk of Creation.]

"Awesome!"

Shi Chen exclaimed inwardly.

He, Shi Chen, was no longer a pauper!

"Luohu! Come out if you dare!"

Yang Mei shouted towards Mount Sumeru:

"If you have the guts to scheme against people, come out! What's wrong? You don't dare to come out? What's the point of relying on the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation? If you have the guts, come out and have a one-on-one fight with Fellow Daoist Hongjun!

Fist to fist, blow to blow, isn't that beautiful?"

"Uh..."

The others beside him were stunned.

Why did Yang Mei suddenly pull this stunt?

Hongjun's head felt a bit dizzy. Why did those words sound so familiar?

"Pfft..."

Seeing the old man Yang Mei's provocation, Wangshu couldn't help but chuckle.

His appearance was simply too hilarious. It was a bit like? Like... like a clown!