That was the question: could he change the rules he had set himself?
The rules had been established before the world's cycle of reincarnation began. During the cycle, they could not be changed without the power of the Great Dao.
Hongjun wanted to find out whether fate could be defied without using the power of the Great Dao.
"Three Corpses, manifest!"
When he had fought Luohu alongside the other three, Hongjun had used every bit of power in this body without hesitation.
Three figures suddenly split off from him and rushed in three different directions.
Those three directions led to the Lesser Immortal Sword, the Immortal-Trapping Sword, and the Absolute Immortal Sword.
"Fellow Daoists Shi Chen and Wangshu, if you don't act now, when will you?"
Hongjun sent a voice transmission to the two outside.
The moment Shi Chen heard Hongjun's voice, his face went pale with shock. Had Hongjun actually discovered him?
"Damn, System, what do I do?"
In a panic, Shi Chen blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
[Host, could you try using your brain for once? Why do you have to ambush Hongjun? You have Primordial Violet Qi and can Sever Three Corpses. After killing Luohu, you'll earn immense merit. You're sure to become a Saint before Hongjun!]
"Right! That makes sense!"
Shi Chen suddenly saw the light. This was another way forward. Why had he kept trying to scheme against Hongjun? They could clearly become allies instead of enemies.
In an instant, Wangshu and Shi Chen both understood what Hongjun meant. They immediately shot toward the Immortal Slaying Sword.
Without the power of the Great Dao, the Three Corpses were the trump card of Hongjun's current body. He would use them, together with Shi Chen and Wangshu outside, to seize the Four Swords of Zhu Xian. That way, no matter how strong Luohu was, he would have no chance to turn the tables!
It all happened in the blink of an eye. Under normal circumstances, nothing should have gone wrong.
But Old Ancestor Yang Mei had noticed what Hongjun was doing!
He immediately realized something was wrong!!!!
Those were Hongjun's Three Corpses! The old bastard had seen Luohu losing ground and was taking the chance to snatch the Four Swords of Zhu Xian. Then...
He was definitely planning to leave us all here!
A conspiracy! A huge conspiracy!
I was careless! I have to stop him.
Who would've thought that Wangshu, who usually seemed pure as ice and untouched by worldly concerns, would actually team up with the old schemer Hongjun?
And Shi Chen! No wonder he ran off so early last time. He must have been in cahoots with Hongjun! He'd wanted to leave us behind back then, too!
No! I'll stop Hongjun's scheme!
Old Ancestor Yang Mei immediately used a wondrous spatial technique to block the way between Wangshu and Yang Mei.
That single obstruction turned the short distance between the two of them and the Immortal Slaying Sword into an insurmountable gulf.
The Three Corpses, who had almost reached the other three swords, were also sent flying back.
Hongjun: "?????????????"
Hongjun's little head was filled with huge question marks.
Damn idiot!!!
"Your mother sells sesame cakes!!!"
Shi Chen, who had almost touched the Immortal Slaying Sword, was so furious at the sudden gulf that he blurted out a curse in the Sichuan dialect.
His cultivation and mastery of the laws were no match for Yang Mei's, and his time reversal was useless against Yang Mei's spatial powers.
Hongjun turned to Yang Mei in confusion. He had never expected that, just as he was about to get the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, this imbecile would sabotage him.
Facing Hongjun's puzzled gaze, Yang Mei smugly curled his lips.
He was so pleased with himself, like a soldier king named Ye Feng.
Hongjun, you didn't see that coming, did you? I've foiled your scheme again!
You must've wanted to use the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation against all of us, right? And you even won over Wangshu and Shi Chen.
"What the hell are you so pleased about? Are you happy to be courting death?"
Shi Chen's composure shattered completely. What the hell was this guy? A great Primordial World deity, Great Immortal Yang Mei, the Yang Mei whom countless people in his previous life had praised to the heavens? This was it? This was really it?
Hongjun genuinely had no idea what Yang Mei was thinking...
Give me back the admiration I'd just felt for you!
Hongjun couldn't believe Yang Mei was actually this stupid.
Weren't transmigrators supposed to be clever? Couldn't he learn from Shi Chen and use his head?
Why did he have to be like Pangu?
Or were transmigrators all this stupid?
Yang Mei was so dumb that Hongjun felt he'd wasted his admiration on him!
"Hongjun! You deserve to die!"
Luohu had never taken Yang Mei and the others seriously. There was only one person he truly feared: Hongjun.
Hongjun gave him the feeling of a fated nemesis. It couldn't be a coincidence.
Hongjun definitely still had a trump card up his sleeve.
So he had kept his eyes on Hongjun the whole time.
As expected, Hongjun really did have a trump card—and a formidable one at that.
The Three Corpses were all powerful, three Quasi-Saint peak experts of the same level.
After Hongjun Severed Three Corpses, they had merged back into one, returning to his original form.
That meant the Three Corpses had the same cultivation as his true body. All of them were at the Quasi-Saint peak.
Worst of all, Hongjun's Three Corpses weren't targeting him, Luohu. They were after his Four Swords of Zhu Xian.
If Hongjun took the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, Luohu would have no chance of turning the tables.
Thank goodness for you, Yang Mei!
But Yang Mei really did seem to have something wrong with his head. He was using all his strength to wield the Law of Space and block Wangshu and Shi Chen.
Luohu's eyes turned bloodshot, madness filling them.
"Break for me!"
Without hesitation, he detonated the God-Slaying Spear and the Twelve-Grade World-Ending Black Lotus. One or two top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, each comparable to an Innate Supreme Treasure—what kind of power would they unleash when detonated together?
At that instant, everyone felt their hearts clench. They hurriedly recalled their own treasures and threw themselves into defending with all their might.
But Luohu's attack was no ordinary one. Though all six had their own ways of protecting themselves, they were still swallowed by the destructive energy.
"Hahahahahaha!!!"
His attack had left all six in a sorry state. Luohu laughed maniacally. He had been forced into a dead end, so he was going to fight to the death!
"Immortal Slaying Sword Formation! Rise!"
As the six threw themselves into defense, the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, which had been immobilized, were released again. At Luohu's shout, sword energy surged to the heavens.
Buzz, buzz, buzz~
Countless sword cries rang out. Amid their hum, the endless sword energy merged into one.
"Merge!"
At Luohu's shout, the four swords blazed with light. They were nothing like the dull, unadorned weapons they had been before.
The once-simple divine swords now gleamed with razor-sharp brilliance, each one radiating divine light.
The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation brimmed with killing intent, its power increasing countless times over.
Wherever the sword energy passed, terrifying spatial turbulence formed around the formation, turning into blades.
The sky grew dim and gray once more. Every living being in the Primordial World felt an oppressive, soul-crushing aura of destruction.
That was how formidable the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was. Even in the hands of Luohu, who had yet to become a Saint, it lost not a bit of its brilliance!
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