The Three Clans' Calamity Ends, Hongjun Comes Calling!

With a slight thought from Li Yi, the twenty-four blood-red stars floating in the void slowly transformed into streaks of starlight and entered the formation diagram in his hand.

Looking at the blood-red killing move on the formation diagram, Li Yi nodded in satisfaction.

After his refinement, the Sea-Calming Pearl had completely transformed into the Twenty-Four Star Beads. Combined with the formation flags, while it might not rival the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, which could not be broken without four Sages, it would certainly give any being below the Sage realm a headache.

Now, he possessed both the defensive supreme treasure, the Twenty-Fourth-Grade Pure World Lotus Platform, and the killing supreme treasure, the Twenty-Four Star Lodge Killing Formation! Even if he encountered a late-stage Quasi-Saint, they would have to fight before knowing who would emerge victorious!

Just as Li Yi finished refining his Spirit Treasure,

a decisive battle among the three clans erupted on the distant Primordial Continent!

The vast North Sea had already been dyed blood-red. Countless dragon, phoenix, and qilin corpses stretching over ten thousand li floated across its surface.

Pillars of blood-red light rose one after another, marking the deaths of Great Firmament Ferocious Beasts.

Above the Ninth Heaven, a nine-clawed golden dragon stretching tens of millions of li, Yuanfeng, and Primordial Qilin battled in the void.

Ancestral Dragon fought one against two without falling into the slightest disadvantage.

On one hand, his strength truly surpassed the other two. On the other, Yuanfeng had never forgotten Li Yi's earlier words, with most of her attention focused on the main battlefield below.

As she watched Phoenix Clan corpses fall from the sky and scorching phoenix blood spill through the void, the Southern Netherworld Divine Fire illuminated half the skies of the Primordial World in blood-red light.

At that sight, Yuanfeng's Dao heart, clouded by the aura of the Calamity Cycle, finally regained a moment of clarity. Her Heavenly Phoenix form turned resolutely and left the battlefield.

"All members of the Phoenix Clan and all avian clans under us, withdraw from this place at once!"

Yuanfeng's voice echoed across the main battlefield, yet the Phoenix Clan and the various avian clans beneath it had already slaughtered until their eyes were red!

Even under Yuanfeng's personal command, the gem-like eyes of the Phoenix Clan still gleamed with bloodlust. Nearly everyone on this battlefield bore a blood feud against the other side. How could they possibly retreat so easily?

Above the Ninth Heaven, Ancestral Dragon had initially been delighted to see Yuanfeng withdraw, believing he had already won this battle. Yet upon hearing her following words, his expression suddenly changed as if he had thought of something, and his violet-gold eyes looked down below.

There, dragon corpses floated upon the North Sea. Of the Dragon Clan cultivators at the Great Firmament realm, not even one in ten remained! Even eight of his own children had died in the decisive battle just now!

Seeing this, the excitement and savagery on Ancestral Dragon's face faded away. As though he had realized something, a trace of sorrow rose in his eyes.

Yuanfeng swept her gaze across the heavens. Looking at her clansmen still fighting to the death below, she let out a mournful cry. Her phoenix cry, like blood weeping, spread throughout the entire battlefield and across the Primordial Continent!

High in the sky, countless Phoenix Clan cultivators snapped awake and looked toward their ancestor in the void.

Yuanfeng surveyed the battlefield, looking upon the state of her clan, of which fewer than one in a hundred remained. Sorrow welled up in her heart.

"My Phoenix Clan is willing to guard Undying Volcano forever from this day onward, to atone for the slaughter we have committed!"

Some clansmen below were unwilling, but when they looked at the seawater dyed red with blood, then at the familiar corpses one after another, they finally came to their senses.

At the same time, Ancestral Dragon and Primordial Qilin descended from the Ninth Heaven.

Looking at the dragon and qilin corpses floating across the sea, their Dao hearts, clouded by the tribulation aura, slowly cleared as well.

In this battle, the three clans had unleashed a slaughter calamity. Entangled in calamity aura, they had already lost their status as the protagonists of heaven and earth. Moreover, the endless slaughter calamity would inevitably bring disaster upon the three clans in the future!

Having made up his mind and seeing Yuanfeng's resolve, Ancestral Dragon slowly swore a Dao oath as well.

"I am willing to guard the Eye of the East Sea forever, to atone for the slaughter committed by my Dragon Clan!"

Primordial Qilin looked at his clansmen below, sorrow and compassion filling his eyes as well.

"My clan shall withdraw from the world from this day onward, cultivate auspicious qi, and benefit the Primordial World, to atone for the slaughter committed this time!"

As the ancestors of the three clans made their great vows, the slaughter calamity entangling the cultivators of each clan below slowly dissipated. The calamity of the three clans officially passed, but the three clans also completely withdrew from the stage of the Primordial World, no longer fated to become its overlords.

On the immortal island, Li Yi, who had been in seclusion, abruptly opened his eyes. Even separated by hundreds of millions of li, he could still hear the vows of the three clan ancestors.

Recalling that sorrowful phoenix cry that had shaken heaven and earth, Li Yi inwardly sighed.

Even Quasi-Saints could not evade the power of a Calamity Cycle! Though Yuanfeng had learned the consequences of the Calamity Cycle from him long ago, before it became a fixed outcome, she still could not change anything!

While he was secretly marveling at this, he faintly heard a Dao voice from outside.

"My name is Hongjun. I seek an audience with Fellow Daoist Qiankun!"

Li Yi's expression shifted slightly upon hearing this.

Now that the three clans had withdrawn, Luohou had likely used the slaughter committed by the three clans to complete the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was known as the foremost killing formation of the Primordial World. It could not be broken without four Sages!

Since Hongjun had come calling now, he had most likely come for this matter! After pondering briefly, Li Yi had no intention of turning away a visitor. His cultivation realm had also reached a bottleneck, and this Dao-Devil War might be the key to his breakthrough!

Having made up his mind, Li Yi flashed and arrived outside Penglai Island.

Outside Penglai Island, an elderly Daoist in white robes stood in the void. As Li Yi looked at the old man, he secretly marveled.

So this was Hongjun? The future Dao Ancestor?

Before Li Yi, Hongjun was likewise examining him. The aura of Chaos Demon Gods could not be concealed in the presence of their own kind.

Once Hongjun learned Li Yi's identity, he became even more delighted.

Luohou's origins were no weaker than his own, and according to his deductions, Luohou had now refined an unparalleled killing formation that could not be broken without four cultivators of the same realm!

Over the years, he had befriended Yang Mei and Yin Yang, yet he had still lacked one person.

Now, this Heaven-Earth Daoist also possessed the roots of a Demon God. At the mid-stage Quasi-Saint realm, he qualified to break the formation. With the four of them together, his confidence in the Dao-Devil War would increase by another measure.

As countless thoughts flashed through his mind, Hongjun cupped his hands toward Li Yi.

"I am Hongjun. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Qiankun! I heard of your reputation from Fellow Daoist Yang Mei long ago. I hope you will not blame me for this unannounced visit today!"

Li Yi knew that this old man had definitely come to recruit him, but he had no intention of exposing it. Smiling, he led Hongjun into his Daoist grounds.

Inside the pavilion, Yuanling poured tea for the two of them with reddened eyes. Li Yi knew she was surely grieving over the Phoenix Clan, and it was not his place to say much. He softly consoled her a few times, then sent her away to rest.

After spending hundreds of thousands of years together, he had gradually come to regard Yuanling as a disciple. She had previously begged him to intervene, but the affairs of a Calamity Cycle were simply not something he could interfere in. Even if he entered the fray, he could not change anything. He might even cause the Phoenix Clan to suffer even greater losses.

Hongjun and Li Yi sat facing each other. Hongjun first exchanged some empty pleasantries, and only after much pointless chatter did he finally get to the point.

"I came today because there is a matter in which I would like to ask for your assistance..."

Li Yi steadied himself, a faint smile appearing on his face. This old man was certainly patient!

"What matter brings you here, Fellow Daoist?"