My brother is so cunning

Chapter 1175 Making a Grand Entrance
Upon hearing this, the immortals of the Chan Sect all looked up. Although their eyes showed shock, they were also filled with fighting spirit. They had long been fed up with being passively beaten. Now that they had the Immortal Execution Treasure in hand, it was the perfect opportunity to fight the Jie Sect.

Although we lost the first battle, it wasn't the final battle. This time, it's the real decisive battle, a battle that will decide the fate of the world!

"Guang Chengzi!" Yuanshi Tianzun called out first, his gaze falling on Guang Chengzi.

"Disciple is here!" Guang Chengzi immediately stepped forward and bowed.

"I bestow upon you the Immortal Slaughtering Sword!" Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand and summoned the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, one of the four swords, which flew out automatically and landed in front of Guang Chengzi. "You must hold this sword and guard the eastern position of the Immortal Slaughtering Formation. You must guard the core of the formation and not allow anyone to break through!"

"Disciple obeys!" Guang Chengzi took the Zhuxian Sword with both hands. The fierce aura of the sword intertwined with the immortal aura around him, forming a strange balance.

"Huanglong Zhenren!" Yuanshi Tianzun then called out the name.

"The disciple is here!"

"I bestow upon you the Immortal-Slaying Sword to guard the southern position of the formation!" The Immortal-Slaying Sword then flew out and landed in the hands of True Man Huanglong. "You are of a calm and composed nature, so you need to pay close attention to the movements within the formation. If there is anything unusual, send a message immediately!"

"Disciple understands!"

"Daoxing Tianzun, I bestow upon you the Trapping Immortal Sword to guard the western position of the formation!" The Trapping Immortal Sword roared out, and Daoxing Tianzun caught it steadily. "The western position is close to the territory of the Jie Sect. You must be extremely vigilant and not let the Tongtian Sect Master's men launch a sneak attack!"

"Disciple obey!"

"True Man Yu Ding!" Yuanshi Tianzun looked at True Man Yu Ding one last time, "I bestow upon you the Immortal-Slaying Sword to guard the northern position of the formation! You are exceptionally intelligent; if any unforeseen circumstances arise within the formation, you can make decisions on the spot without needing to report everything!"

"This disciple will certainly not fail in his mission!" Jade Cauldron Immortal took the Immortal-Slaying Sword, his eyes resolute.

After distributing the four swords of Zhuxian, Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze fell on Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Tianzun: "Taiyi and Qingxu, you two have profound cultivation and are skilled in defense. Today, you will jointly guard the Zhuxian Formation Diagram! The formation diagram is the core of the great formation and must not be lost. Even if it costs you your lives, you must protect the formation diagram!"

Taiyi Zhenren and Qingxu Daode Tianzun exchanged a glance and replied in unison, "Disciples obey! We will ensure the formation remains intact!"

"The rest of the disciples!" Yuanshi Tianzun swept his gaze over the remaining Golden Immortals and disciples of the Chan Sect, his tone growing increasingly stern. "You will be divided into four groups according to your cultivation level, and each group will go to the four cardinal directions to assist the four sword-wielding disciples in guarding the array's core! Remember, today's battle concerns the survival of the Chan Sect. Anyone who deserts in the face of battle will be punished according to the sect rules, their cultivation will be crippled, and they will be expelled from the Chan Sect!"

"We obey! We swear to follow the Heavenly Venerable to the death!" All the disciples of the Chan Sect shouted in unison, their voices shaking the beams and pillars of the hall, their fighting spirit soaring to its peak.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at his disciples, who were united in their resolve, and nodded in satisfaction. He then picked up the Zhuxian Formation Diagram from the high platform and said with absolute confidence, "Do you all know that this Zhuxian Sword Formation is an innate killing formation? When Tongtian Jiaozhu set up this formation, it required the combined efforts of four sages to break it! Although the Jie Sect has colluded with the Western Sect, it only has Tongtian Jiaozhu as a sage. Even if he were to take action, there is absolutely no way he could break my Zhuxian Sword Formation!"

He paused, his gaze sharpening: "Although the traitor Wen Rui possesses the power of the will of all living beings and technological means, he is ultimately not a saint. Once trapped in the formation, he will surely die! If the Tongtian Sect Leader dares to forcibly rescue him, let him perish together in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, so that the Three Realms may see what fate awaits those who oppose our Chan Sect!"

These words were like a reassuring pill, allowing all the disciples of the Chan Sect to breathe a sigh of relief—no one knew the power of the Immortal Slaughtering Formation better than them. Last time, with the right timing, location, and people, and under the protection of the Heavenly Dao, the Chan Sect successfully gathered four Primordial Saints to break the formation. This time, no matter how hard the Jie Sect tried, they couldn't gather four Saints, so there was no possibility of breaking the formation at all. Their worries instantly dissipated, leaving only a desire for victory.

"Alright!" Yuanshi Tianzun put away the Zhuxian Formation Diagram, his tone resolute. "Pack your belongings immediately. Gather at the foot of Kunlun Mountain in half an hour and set off for Freedom City! This time, we're going all in. We'll either destroy the Jie Sect and restore the prestige of the Chan Sect, or we'll die on the battlefield. We will never allow the Chan Sect to be humiliated!"

"Yes!" All the disciples of the Chan Sect responded in unison, turned around and quickly left the Jade Void Palace to pack their belongings.

Soon, only Yuanshi Tianzun remained in the hall. He looked at the empty hall, then at the Zhuxian Formation Diagram in his hand, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

He knew very well that this expedition was a huge gamble, but he had no way out—either win back the glory of the Chan Sect and pave a future for its lineage, or face complete destruction.

It's better to die standing than to live on your knees. Besides, judging from the doctrines and practices of the Chan Sect, even if one were to kneel to beg for survival, there's nowhere to kneel.

Half an hour later, at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the disciples of the Chan Sect had all assembled.

Yuanshi Tianzun, holding the Zhuxian Formation Diagram, stood at the front of the group, followed by his four disciples wielding the Four Zhuxian Swords, and the eager members of the Chan Sect.

The sunlight shone on them, but it could not dispel the murderous aura emanating from them; instead, it made the expeditionary force appear even more grim.

"Let's go!" Yuanshi Tianzun gave the order and took the lead in flying towards the direction of Freedom City.

Countless streaks of light followed closely behind, like a long dragon slicing through the sky.

However, the members of the Chan Sect were completely unaware that they had made the same mistake as before from the very beginning—the marching army was vast and magnificent, surrounded by golden light and celestial energy, even the clouds they passed through were dyed apricot yellow, as if they were afraid that no one in the Three Realms would know that they were going to attack the Creator Heavenly Venerable.

Guang Chengzi held the Zhuxian Sword, its blade emanating a fierce aura that occasionally pierced the sky, causing the mortals below to look up in awe. Huanglong Zhenren and his disciples even hung their magical treasures above their heads, their light clearly visible from dozens of miles away, showing none of the humility one would expect from an "expedition."

"Master, won't our grand display attract an ambush from the Jie Sect?" Yu Ding Zhenren, ever the astute, couldn't help but lean closer to Yuanshi Tianzun and whisper, "Last time, our campaign was harassed by the technological forces of Zaohua Tianzun because of its excessive commotion. This time…"

"An ambush?" Yuanshi Tianzun sneered, his eyes full of disdain: "My Chan Sect is the orthodox lineage of Heaven, and we act with integrity and uprightness. Why should we hide our true intentions? If we rely on conspiracies and tricks to win, that would be an insult to the prestige of my Chan Sect and a stain on our divine status!"

The other disciples chimed in, "Master is right! We immortals are high above, and our actions should be dignified and respectable. How could we learn from those petty villains and resort to sneak attacks?"

"If the Jie Sect dares to invade, let them taste the power of the Four Swords of Zhuxian!"

Seeing that everyone thought the same way, Master Yuding could only shut up helplessly—he knew the arrogance of his fellow disciples, and it was harder to get them to lower their pride and use tricks than to admit defeat.

(End of this chapter)