Upon seeing this, Zhao Gongming and the Golden Spirit Mother turned deathly pale, inwardly exclaiming, "This is bad!"
Meanwhile, Daoist Ran Deng took out the Qiankun Ruler with a flick of his wrist, preparing to launch a fatal attack on Zhao Gongming and the Golden Spirit Mother.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden sword aura shot out from the void, like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for the location of Daoist Ran Deng.
This golden sword energy was extremely fast, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, and arrived in front of Daoist Ran Deng in the blink of an eye.
Faced with this sudden attack, Daoist Ran Deng was startled, but as a quasi-saint, he reacted extremely quickly.
He immediately swung the Qiankun Ruler in his hand, trying to block the attack of the golden light.
In an instant, the Qiankun Ruler and the golden sword energy intersected in the air, producing a deafening roar.
Light burst forth, and the entire space was awestruck by this powerful energy.
A moment later, the light gradually faded, and the figure of the Burning Lamp Taoist flew backwards for hundreds of miles.
His tiger's mouth had been shattered, and blood was flowing out continuously. There was also a trace of blood in his mouth, indicating that he had suffered a serious injury.
At this moment, Daoist Ran Deng stared in astonishment at the direction where the golden light had disappeared, muttering to himself, "The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi?"
"Could it be that the Tongtian Sect Leader has made a move?"
His voice was filled with disbelief and fear.
Zhao Gongming and Jinling Shengmu were equally shocked. They exchanged a glance and saw the same doubt in each other's eyes.
Just then, a figure slowly emerged from the void.
This figure is none other than Yuan Zhexian.
He had been silently watching the whereabouts of Zhao Gongming and Jinling Shengmu, and was fully aware of what Ran Deng Daoren did afterward.
That's why he suddenly intervened at this critical moment, saving Zhao Gongming and the Golden Spirit Mother's lives.
Just then, Daoist Ran Deng stared at Yuan Zhe Xian and saw that he was surrounded by terrifying magical power that made people's hearts tremble. This scene shocked Daoist Ran Deng and filled him with doubt.
It should be noted that Daoist Ran Deng was one of the three thousand mortals of Zixiao Palace, and his knowledge was extensive, but he was completely unfamiliar with the Yuan Zhe Xian in front of him.
At the same time, they were shocked that such a person had appeared in the primordial world.
After a moment's thought, Daoist Ran Deng finally spoke and asked, "Who exactly are you, fellow Daoist? Why are you stopping us from killing these two?"
Faced with the questioning of the Burning Lamp Daoist, Yuan Zhexian did not say much. He instantly activated his magic power and used the Four Swords of Zhuxian to conjure a Zhuxian Sword.
This action greatly surprised Daoist Ran Deng, Xiao Sheng, and Cao Bao, who all shouted in unison, "The Immortal Execution Sword!"
However, just as everyone was in shock, Daoist Ran Deng suddenly noticed something unusual.
He stared intently, thinking to himself, "No! This is not the innate spiritual treasure, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, but an energy Immortal Slaughtering Sword formed from powerful magic."
"It seems that this person must have an extraordinary relationship with the Tongtian Sect Leader."
Only then did Yuan Zhexian speak slowly and deliberately: "I am the Vice Leader of the Jie Sect. Why do you think I should stop you?"
In that instant, the three of them suddenly understood, as if struck by a thunderbolt.
Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately transformed into three streaks of light and sped away like shooting stars, trying to escape this place.
However, how could Yuan Zhexian let them succeed? With a wave of his arm, a powerful magical force surged out like a raging wave, instantly condensing into a golden cage.
This cage, woven from countless golden runes, exuded a chilling pressure that enveloped the three beams of light.
Although the three were extremely fast, they were as if they were stuck in the golden cage and could not escape.
With a loud "bang," the golden cage slammed shut, trapping them inside.
After Yuan Zhexian finished doing all this, he immediately gathered up the three trapped people and turned around to lead Zhao Gongming and Jinling Shengmu back to the battlefield like lightning.
On the other side, the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao were equally unyielding.
With the terrifying power of the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, they set up one of the eight great killing formations of the primordial world—the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.
This formation was magnificent, like a huge Yellow River winding and swirling, enveloping Guang Chengzi, Taiyi Zhenren, Chijingzi, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, as well as Yang Jian, Jinzha, Muzha, Nezha, Leizhenzi and others who came to help.
With the arrival of Yuan Zhexian, Zhao Gongming, and Jinling Shengmu, the atmosphere on the entire battlefield changed instantly.
The morale of the Chaoge side surged instantly, like a flame that had been ignited.
The soldiers cheered with joy, as if victory was already in sight.
On the other hand, the morale of the Xiqi side was extremely low, as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.
The group looked at each other, a sense of despair rising in their hearts.
Just then, Zhao Gongming spoke up, "Brother Huayuan, what should we do with these people?"
His voice sounded exceptionally clear in the tense atmosphere.
He pointed to Huanglong Zhenren, who was captured by the Dragon-Binding Rope, and Guangchengzi, Taiyi Zhenren, Chijingzi, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Yang Jian, Nezha, and the others who were trapped by the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl.
He slowly opened his mouth and said, "Leave Manjushri, Julusun, Cihang Zhenren, and Samantabhadra Zhenren; release the rest."
Zhao Gongming, Jinling Shengmu, and the Three Immortals were taken aback by Yuan Zhexian's words, clearly confused.
However, they did not hesitate for long. After a moment, they released everyone except Manjushri, Julusun, Cihang Zhenren, and Puxian Zhenren, as Yuan Zhexian had requested.
Just then, a figure suddenly flashed past from Xiqi.
Upon closer inspection, everyone saw that the Taoist priest was short and slightly overweight, wearing a fish-tail crown and a bright red robe.
He was also holding a red gourd in his hand, which looked quite mysterious.
The newcomer was none other than Lu Ya Dao Ren, a rogue cultivator from Kunlun.
It is said that he was the last son of Emperor Jun, the Heavenly Emperor of the ancient Heavenly Court.
After the destruction of the ancient Heavenly Court, Lu Ya was taken in by the goddess Nuwa and spent many years cultivating in seclusion on Kunlun Mountain.
Upon seeing Lu Ya's arrival, Yuan Zhexian felt a surge of joy, but he didn't show it. He simply thought to himself, "Look, the replacement for Duobao has arrived."
At the same time, upon seeing Lu Ya, Jiang Ziya hurriedly stepped forward, respectfully bowing and saying, "Greetings, fellow Daoist!"
Seeing this, Lu Ya quickly returned the greeting and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Ziya, I have come here on the orders of Goddess Nuwa to lend you a helping hand."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya was overjoyed and quickly bowed again, saying, "Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist!"
Having said that, he looked at Lu Ya with great joy, his eyes filled with gratitude.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com