Execution Sword Formation, Ancestor Hongjun

At that moment, he sneered repeatedly. His azure robe snapped wildly in the heart of the world-shaking storm.

The killing intent radiating from his entire body locked down the surrounding void.

Tongtian Cult Master raised two fingers of his right hand and slashed fiercely through the void.

The Execution Sword and Immortal-Trapping Sword, which had been circling at his side, poised yet unreleased—

In an instant, they completely awakened.

The four supreme swords representing the Heavenly Dao's slaughter, terrifying beyond measure, all returned to their positions.

"Rumble!!!"

With a tremendous roar, the Execution Sword Formation descended with a crash.

At that instant, the two Western Saints felt their breathing abruptly seize up.

Faced with the Primordial World's foremost killing formation, said to be unbreakable without four Saints—

Jieyin Daoist and Zhunti Daoist immediately felt immense pressure.

From the depths of their true spirits flowed an unprecedented gravity.

"Senior Brother! This madman has even brought out the Execution Sword Formation! If we do not risk our lives today, the foundation our sect has accumulated over countless ages will be reduced to nothing!"

Zhunti Daoist roared madly, his face twisted into a ferocious mask by fury and anxiety.

The Saint power within him poured into the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree without reservation, stirring up skies full of seven-colored divine radiance.

It crashed head-on against that powerful force of slaughter.

Jieyin Daoist likewise put away his sorrowful expression and swept his great sleeve.

The Twelve-Petal Merit Golden Lotus beneath him erupted with endless light, firmly shielding both himself and Zhunti Daoist.

As Saints fought, the battle entered a state of life-or-death struggle in an instant.

"Rumble!"

Massive, terrifying booms rang out one after another across the entire Western Continent.

However—

Tongtian Cult Master had come this time carrying boundless fury.

Xuan Liu, his most doted-on fifth direct disciple, not only possessed monstrous talent—

He had also selflessly offered up the Twelve-Petal Pure World White Lotus to suppress the Interception Sect's destiny.

Yet the two Western Saints had used the Dream Entry Technique to forcibly convert him.

That was no different from severing the future foundation of his Interception Sect.

Such karma had driven this Supreme Purity Saint completely berserk.

"Kill!!!"

A cold gleam surged in Tongtian Cult Master's eyes as he gripped the Green Duckweed Sword tightly.

He controlled the Execution Sword Formation and pressed forward step by step.

Each eruption of Sword Qi carried boundless Saintly might.

Under the furious clash, the Western Continent—whose spiritual veins had already been shattered by the Dragon-Han Tribulation and the Dao-Demon Conflict—

Suffered unprecedented devastation beneath the tidal waves of Dharma power unleashed by three Heavenly Dao Saints.

Space-time split apart inch by inch, while vast stretches of void collapsed.

Countless earth veins that had only just begun to recover were shattered alive, leaving behind a scene of utter devastation.

Innumerable Western spirit mountains and great rivers continually crumbled beneath the strangling torrent of Sword Qi, returning to silence and extinction.

"No! Tongtian, you are courting death!!!"

Watching the Western Continent turn into a scorched wasteland—

As countless Western beings who had only recently converted suffered unspeakably beneath the aftermath of Saintly pressure, their true spirits extinguished—

Zhunti Daoist's heart bled wildly.

The flesh on his rage-twisted face convulsed violently.

He wished he could skin Tongtian Cult Master alive, tear out his bones, and hack him into ten thousand pieces!

Yet before the Execution Sword Formation, which governed slaughter—

Even if the two disciple-brothers joined forces—

They could only rely on the Twelve-Petal Merit Golden Lotus to hold on bitterly.

They had no power to resist at all and were firmly, utterly suppressed.

With every exchange, the destiny accumulated by the Western Sect rapidly drained away.

Pain!

It hurt too much!

A heart-rending, soul-tearing pain!

The destruction inflicted upon the Western Continent left Jieyin Daoist with an ashen face and a mouth full of bitterness.

Just as the Western Continent was about to suffer even greater destruction—

"Buzz!!"

Without warning, a supreme Dao sound seemed to drift leisurely down from the end of the Great Dao.

It abruptly resounded beside the ears of every living being throughout the entire Primordial World.

What followed was a majestic verse that echoed through the nine heavens.

"Reclining high upon the Ninefold Clouds, a rush cushion completes the Dao's truth.

Beyond Heaven and Earth, dark and yellow, I alone shall hold the venerable teaching seat.

Pangu gave birth to Taiji; Yin and Yang, the Four Images follow in turn.

Leader of the Profound Sect, one qi transforms into Hongjun!"

The moment this Dao sound appeared, the currents within the Execution Sword Formation—previously so violent they could have reforged earth, wind, water, and fire—

Were forcibly frozen and calmed in the span of an instant.

The killing Sword Qi filling the heavens, the seven-colored rainbow radiance, and even the Buddhist light of extinction—

All swiftly dissolved with incredible steadiness beneath an absolute will that stood above Saints.

"Whoosh!!!"

Above Mount Sumeru, endless purple qi gathered of its own accord, forming a purple rush cushion.

An old man clad in a dark Daoist robe, without the slightest ripple of Dharma power around him, yet whose countenance illuminated past and future—

Manifested from within that purple rush cushion as though appearing from nothing, free and unrestrained.

The newcomer was the chess player of the Primordial World!

A Saint united with the Dao!

Ancestor Hongjun!

"This disciple Tongtian pays respects to Master. May Master's Saintly life know no bounds!"

"This disciple Jieyin pays respects to Teacher. May Teacher's Saintly life know no bounds!"

"This disciple Zhunti pays respects to Teacher. May Teacher's Saintly life know no bounds!"

Upon seeing that majestic figure descend—

The expressions of the three Heavenly Dao Saints, who had been fighting each other in a frenzy, all changed at that instant.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tongtian Cult Master, Jieyin Daoist, and Zhunti Daoist hurriedly withdrew their Saintly power into their bodies.

With long sleeves fluttering, the three Saints bowed amid the sea of clouds.

They respectfully performed a grand Profound Sect salute toward Ancestor Hongjun upon the rush cushion.

Jieyin Daoist and Zhunti Daoist were already overjoyed inside.

The West was saved!

With Teacher taking action, their Western Continent was definitely saved.

Otherwise, if they continued grinding away against Tongtian, who knew how great the losses to the Western Continent would become?

They had spent no small number of years repairing part of the West's earth veins.

Yet the losses from this incident exceeded what they had repaired.

And not by just a little.

It was truly adding frost to snow for the already barren Western Continent!

"Tongtian, Jieyin, Zhunti."

Ancestor Hongjun's expression was indifferent as he said with authority that needed no anger, "You are all Heavenly Dao Saints and ought to follow the heavenly course, regulating the balance of the Primordial World."

"Yet now, for your own selfish desires, you have fought fiercely upon the Western Continent."

"You have caused the Primordial World's earth veins to perish and all living beings to suffer. What kind of conduct is this?!"

As a Saint united with the Dao, he already knew more or less what had happened.

Although what the two Western Saints had done was indeed somewhat disgraceful—

He himself owed karmic debt to the Western Continent because of the Dao-Demon Conflict.

When faced with such a matter, he could not simply stand by and ignore the Western Continent.

Otherwise, it would greatly affect his own path of Dao.

"Teacher, the West suffers!"

Zhunti Daoist stepped forward and complained miserably, "Tongtian has gone too far in bullying us. He seeks to destroy the foundation of our Western Continent. I beg Teacher to render judgment!"

"The Western Continent was already incomparably barren. Teacher, look at it now—what has it become?"