In the Chaos, the Sages fought and the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was set up. The number one killing formation in the Primordial World would show its might at this moment!!
All the living beings in the Wilderness felt their hearts palpitate!
Countless great divine arts looked up at the sky, but they could only vaguely see four divine swords pressing down in the chaos.
The battle continued.
One figure after another shuttled between heaven and earth!!
Soon, four figures landed outside Mount Shouyang.
Mount Shouyang!
This was the Daoist temple of Sage Taiqing, the leader of the Three Pure Ones!
This immortal mountain was also a paradise in the Untainted Land. Rays of red light radiated from the mountain.
It was too tall, reaching straight into the clouds. Ten million feet was not enough to describe it!!
The red light interweaved and formed a unique metallic luster.
That was red copper!
Mount Shouyang's red copper was a divine metal in the Primordial World. It was only produced on Mount Shouyang and could not be found anywhere else. These red copper had already become the personal belongings of Taiqing Laozi.
The light emitted by the red copper divine gold transformed into a luster that even shone into the myriad worlds. He was a place of light.
Other than the red copper radiance, there were also traces of saint aura.
Taiqing Laozi lived in the Eight Visions Palace on Mount Shouyang all year round. The saint's aura he left behind suppressed the nine heavens and ten lands. Some Golden Immortals could not even approach this divine mountain!!
Other than the saint's pressure and the red copper radiance, there was also a long river condensed from fate.
That was the fate of the human race!
The Renjiao's River of Fate!
Taiqing Laozi established the Sect of Humanity and became the Sect Master. He took away one-third of the fate of the Human Tribe, which was suppressed in Mount Shouyang by the Taiji Diagram!!
The surging fate gathered and transformed into dragons and phoenixes, or mighty qilins. The three races had different forms.
With so much fate gathered at the top of Mount Shouyang, it was like a Wang Yang hanging upside down between heaven and earth.
But now, there was a figure standing outside the Eight Visions Palace on Mount Shouyang.
He was Master Xuandu, the last disciple of Taiqing Laozi, and the only disciple of the Sect of Humanity!!!
He was Laozi's disciple, so he naturally became the Eldest Brother of the three religions.
He had a Zenith Heaven Dao Fruit on his head and his aura was unfathomable. He was a late-stage Zenith Heaven existence.
"Teacher, help Second Uncle-Master to break this Immortal Slaying Sword Formation in the primal chaos!”
Great Wizard Xuandu revealed a curious look.
He had been born too late and had not experienced the Dao Devil Cultivation Tribulation, so he did not know the terror of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.
However, his master had mobilized so many people. Those were four Saints.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the Human Realm Upon Heavens, the battle was still ongoing. The aftershocks fell and shook the entire Immemorial Starry Sky. Stars were smashed into dust.
This was only a trace of the power of the Saint's aftershock that had passed through the chaos and descended into the Primordial World!
If a Saint were to attack with all his might in the Primordial World, the entire world would probably collapse.
"Once the Sect Master of Jie School is defeated, the disciples of Jie School will be meat on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others!”
Then, the 365 positions that were missing from the apotheosis could be filled!
Of course, it was not enough to fill the 365 positions! This was a tribulation, and it required one kill to stop the tribulation. It required all living beings to return spiritual energy to heaven and earth.
This would require the death of a large number of people!
If the disciples of Jie School died, then the disciples of Chan School could kill whoever they wanted. Wouldn't it be very simple for a group of living beings to die?
Therefore, killing the disciples of Jie School and perfecting the 365 righteous gods was the most important thing.
Master Xuandu looked up at the sky and watched the aftershocks fall into the Primordial World. He was sighing at the power of the Saints.
Although he had stepped into the late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, it was too difficult to vindicate the Dao. He didn't even know when he would be able to complete the Three Separations.
While he was thinking, a terrifying aura locked onto Mount Shouyang from afar!!
Master Xuandu instantly trembled!
Terrifying!
A great terror enveloped him.
The Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Dao fruit above his head trembled continuously at this moment.
It was the palpitation of death that enveloped him.
What was that?
Was there a great divine power targeting Mount Shouyang?
It could only be a great divine power. Otherwise, a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal like him would not have such a huge reaction!!!
Was there a great divine art spying on Mount Shouyang?
What was he trying to do while Taiqing Laozi was not in the dojo?
Great Wizard Xuandu forced himself to remain calm as he spoke to the depths of the sky.
"This is Taiqing Laozi, the Sage's Dao Field!”
"I wonder who is in the distance?"
His voice spread into the void, and sound waves radiated across the world, trying to detect the aura just now.
However, in the distance, that aura actually did not hide. It appeared so openly and even walked out directly!!!
It was a giant that was a million feet tall.
He was like a god of the wilderness, with the starry sky above his head and stepping on the desolate land!
The Wilderness was split open for millions of miles by him with a single step. The Abyssal Swamp and Wang Yang River were instantly formed, and the mountain ranges were turned into powder under his feet!!
This was a shaman!
He was the most powerful shaman among the shamans.
That was an Ancestral Sorcerer!
Master Xuandu had never seen the Wizard Tribe's Ancestor of Sorcery before, but this information was directly generated in his Zenith Heaven Dao Fruit.
" Ancestral Wizard!!!"
This was an Ancestral Sorcerer!
Heavens!
Ancestral Magus?
Wouldn't he have already died in the Lich Cultivation Tribulation? Why did he revive again?
This was impossible!
The Witchcraft and Demon Cultivation Tribulation, the fight for hegemony between the Witchcraft and Demon Tribe, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Tribe, and the Demon Emperor had fallen. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery of the Wu Tribe were all dead except for Houtu, who had transformed into reincarnation and was still alive.
However, what was going on with this one million feet figure in front of him?
This Ancestral Sorcerer had a huge human head, but his body was that of a dragon! His entire body was red, and ripples rippled around him.
It was not a void ripple, but a ripple of time!!
Temporal nomological laws and forbidden nomological laws could not even be cultivated by saints. They could only be used through the Heavenly Dao!!!
And now, the law of time order was rising around this Ancestral Sorcerer.
"Candle Dragon!"
Master Xuandu could not help but say.
The Ancestor of Sorcery who appeared outside Mount Shouyang was the Candle Dragon!!! An Ancestor of Sorcery who controlled time.
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