Fleeing Disaster

"Your Majesty's attack has an exceptionally wide-ranging impact!"

"Its power is truly outstanding!"

"Everyone, you can't be even a step behind!"

Why doesn't Your Majesty take it back?

At the main gate of the South Heavenly Gate, several rarely seen deities stood solemnly.

The four Heavenly Kings guarding the South Heavenly Gate were whispering among themselves.

Endless mist shrouded the vast Lingxiao Secret Realm area, with faint red light peeking through it.

If the mist and red light hadn't remained outside the Southern Heavenly Gate, everyone would have had to descend directly to the mortal realm to escape the disaster.

The immortals' escape and gathering were not limited to the South Heavenly Gate; people must have gathered in the areas where they traveled to the mortal realm via the East Heavenly Gate, North Heavenly Gate, and West Heavenly Gate.

Seated on the lotus platform, the Sect Master Jieyin looked rather grim, almost believing that he was being targeted by the Immortal Court.

After listening to the four carefree goalkeepers chatting amongst themselves, he finally felt relieved.

"Laojun, you need to give us an explanation!"

The Sect Master Jieyin remained silent, while the straightforward Xuan Nu directly challenged and questioned someone to the side.

"Mysterious Maiden, don't pull on my belt! My belt is a treasure; it can easily trigger the protective power of Law Treasure. My clothes are also precious. Don't step on my feet. Those shoes are treasures too, as are the bracelet and the crown..."

"Pooh!"

The one who was swiftly captured by the Mystic Maiden was an old Daoist priest wearing a Bagua robe.

Layers of precious light rose continuously from his body, and the old Daoist's belt transformed into a blue dragon, emitting a series of warning barks.

A massive Bagua seal appeared behind the old Daoist priest, as if it would suppress him at any moment.

A wisp of cyan wind swirled around her feet, and a precious bracelet emitted a clear ringing sound, as if trying to draw away the magic sword on the back of the Mystic Maiden. Meanwhile, the old Daoist's crown reflected the image of Mount Tai; a single strike with the crown would surely unleash a devastating force.

The Law Treasure piled up all over his body resembled a hedgehog, forcing Xuan Nu to change her grappling techniques repeatedly. In the end, she spat out a curse.

If she doesn't engage in a fierce sword fight, she has no way to attack Laojun.

"Rumors outside say you are a disgrace to the Heavenly Venerable, the most useless one. Now it seems those rumors are unreliable," Xuan Nu snorted.

"Who's spreading these rumors? I'll smash a bracelet over their heads and leave a hole in them!" Laojun cursed.

"Anyway, they said that whatever fight happens, ignore Yuanshi and Lingbao, just go straight for you," Xuan Nu sneered.

"This is absolutely outrageous!"

Laojun looked at the graceful Xuan Nu carrying her sword, then at the Sect Master Jieyin stepping on lotus flowers, and then at himself, his clothes disheveled as the Law Treasure weapon unleashed its power.

It has to be said that whether it works or not can be determined by simply trying it.

Clearly, Laojun's performance in avoiding the disaster caused by the disorder of Immortal Court Lingxiao Palace's formation was not good; his strength could not be concealed even if he wanted to.

If someone else said such a thing, it wouldn't be a problem, and Laojun would just take it as a joke. But the person speaking to Laojun was Xuan Nu. Xuan Nu dared to test his strength. If he were to antagonize the Emperor and others, Laojun had no doubt that he would be targeted by a group of enemies.

"The treasures you possess are far inferior to what they were before," the Mystic Maiden said.

Laojun was covered in treasures, each one exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay. But in the past, Laojun never needed so many treasures to protect him; he could easily suppress ninety-nine percent of the cultivators in the Three Realms with just one of them.

The Laojun used so many treasures only proves that his opponent is much weaker than before.

"New treasures are always the best. No one knows how many treasures I possess, nor do they understand their power!"

Laojun uttered a rebuttal, but he did not retract the powerful artifact emanating from his body.

On the one hand, Laojun couldn't judge the situation of the Lingxiao Palace's grand formation; on the other hand, Laojun couldn't figure out Xuan Nu's motives and was somewhat worried that Xuan Nu might become impulsive and chop people up due to the sudden event.

"Then you must have some old treasures," the Mystic Maiden said. "I've even heard that your treasures are lost in the West and can't be retrieved!"

"Those treasures..."

"Let's focus on resolving the array disorder in the Lingxiao Secret Realm right now!"

Stepping onto the lotus platform to Sect Master Jieyin, he initially acted as if it were none of his business, but as the conflict seemed to be shifting, he quickly pointed to the secret place shrouded in clouds and mist.

"If we cannot break the out-of-control formation, we must at least send our Western Sect members out," said the Sect Master Jieyin. "So that I can return to Mount Ling for refuge!"

"This formation only has the function of disorienting and depriving people of their senses; it will not cause stimulation or harm," Laojun said. "You can rest assured about their safety. Even if you are not, you should take a look at how many cultivators here have fallen into it!"

Laojun pointed to the Lingxiao area.

This was a dense fog and red light that quickly spread throughout the entire secret realm. Only a few people were alert and fled, while most of the immortals were completely unaware and were caught in it.

"The sensation of being robbed is terrifying. It means that stepping into it is like being a sheep or cattle waiting to be slaughtered. Even if you experience physical pain, it won't make you realize what's happening, and you'll be slaughtered to death!"

The Sect Master Jieyin frowned slightly and spoke.

Laojun spoke simply and easily, but it was very unpleasant when he was targeted.

The methods that ordinary people use to regain their senses through stimulation or pain will be in vain. Even if their heads are cut off, their confused minds may remain immersed in confusion and unable to extricate themselves, thus continuing until death.

In this formation, the person in charge possesses supreme power and will defeat all invaders.

"The formation of Lingxiao Palace is connected to heaven and earth. The position of this formation is fixed, and no one can use it to attack randomly. As long as you don't break into it, it's fine," Laojun said.

"This is unlike your usual style, Immortal Court!"

The Sect Master Jieyin whispered something.

From Emperor Gouchen, the Sect Master Jieyin guessed the ambiguous attitude of the Immortal Court's higher-ups.

When the formation of the Lingxiao Palace displays its power, it is clearly a way to announce the Immortal Court's ability to protect itself during the grand event.

No one can defeat Immortal Court on home soil, so Immortal Court can continue to thrive steadily.

However, the Immortal Court's announcement of the grand event was somewhat flawed; while the power of the formation was evident, it also went out of control.

Laojun's clothes were disheveled, clearly indicating that he had been caught off guard and was in a sorry state.

"They're trying to transfer people at the West Heavenly Gate; it seems they're sending someone from the inner circle!"

Laojun only briefly described the chaotic formation, but did not provide a more precise answer.

Just as everyone was at a stalemate, the Heavenly King Mo Lihai, who was guarding the South Heavenly Gate, shouted and then operated the South Heavenly Gate shuttle device.

With a flash of light, Emperor Gouchen hurriedly emerged, whisk in hand.

"Laojun?"

When they saw Laojun outside the South Heavenly Gate, Emperor Gouchen opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

Even Laojun) is fleeing; things are clearly getting out of control.

"The East Heavenly Gate needs someone to come!"

"People from Beitianmen also need to come over!"

Once again, a shimmering light appeared, and Yuanshi Tianzun, dressed in green robes and holding a jade ruyi, appeared riding the wind, followed by immortals such as the Antarctic Yuanshi and the Barefoot Immortal.

Where is His Majesty?

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced around and noticed that the only person missing from the crowd was the Jade Emperor, who controlled the formation of the Lingxiao Palace.