Chaos Spirit Field

At the same time, the battle in Heaven officially began. Yang Hui stood atop the clouds, watching the immortals fiercely engaged in the battle in the Tianhe Navy camp below. He couldn't help but frown and turned to Zhao Yunlong beside him, saying, "Son, is it really necessary to sacrifice so many people for a spectacle?"

Zhao Yunlong sighed helplessly and replied, "Mother, this play must be performed realistically enough to deceive the enemy. As long as the Three Realms can successfully survive this catastrophe, they will all have the opportunity to reincarnate and cultivate again. Whether they can survive depends on their own luck. The time is almost up, and Kang Jinlong should have begun to rebel. The remaining fish that have slipped through the net will be left to you and Yang Xiaochan. I'm leaving now."

The immortals in the Tianhe naval camp had been relying on the powerful suppression of the Zhoutian Xingdou formation to push the demons back. However, the formation suddenly stopped functioning. Without the suppression power, the demons immediately bared their ferocious fangs and launched a counterattack. For a moment, the immortals were in trouble and retreated continuously.

Seeing this, Zhao Yunfei roared and charged into the battlefield, brandishing his axe. His presence instantly turned the tide of battle. At that moment, thirty-two disciples of the Chan Sect, radiating red light, slowly emerged from the Tianhe River. Their presence caused a commotion...

Yang Jian risked injury and killed the demons he was fighting. He rushed to the front of the battle and shouted, "My fellow apprentices, fellow disciples, if you haven't woken up yet, when will you?"

Zhao Yunfei shouted, "Uncle, don't go any further. These disciples of the Chan Sect have been enslaved by that vile beast, the Blood-Red Divine King. You can't wake them up."

Yang Jian said with a sad face: "Yun Fei, you are knowledgeable and experienced. Do you have any way to wake up my fellow disciples?"

Zhao Yunfei replied, "It's actually not difficult to awaken them. All we have to do is kill that beast, the Blood Red Divine King! Uncle, your fellow disciples have probably been corrupted by that beast, the Blood Red Divine King. Why don't you let me help them free themselves!"

After hearing this, Yang Jian asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Yun Fei, my fellow disciples are all men. Could it be that the Blood Red Divine King is a woman?"

Zhao Yunfei frowned, a look of disgust on his face. He explained, "Uncle, this Blood-Red God King is the male favorite of the Lustful God King. Let me tell you this, even a dog eating shit will do obscene things." After saying this, he couldn't help but shudder.

Upon hearing this, Xiaotian Dog on the side involuntarily took two steps back and clamped its tail tightly, looking as if it was afraid of being violated by the Blood-Red God King.

At this moment, the Blood-Red God King of the Heavenly World was witnessing this scene through the eyes of the Chan Sect disciples. He was furious, his eyes red as he roared, "You young Daoist, I will make you wish you were dead! Capture him, and I will give him a good beating."

The Blood-Red God King's voice rang out from Jiang Shang's mouth. Zhao Yunlong, upon hearing it, transformed back into his original form and took off running.

Those disciples of the Chan Sect did not attack the dazed Yang Jian, but all chased Zhao Yunlong with red eyes.

Zhao Yunlong fled in panic, cursing the Blood-Red God King non-stop. His harsh words were unbearable to hear. He silently prayed that Zhao Yunduo could successfully block the Endless Abyss, otherwise his life would be in jeopardy today. The God King's wrath was unbearable for mortals.

The leader of the Styx River, realizing his control over the disciples of the Chan Sect had been taken away, immediately realized that this was the work of the Blood-Red Divine King. He sarcastically said, "Zhao Yunfei, Zhao Yunlong is truly formidable. He was able to provoke the Divine King to personally take action."

When Zhao Yunfei heard this, he shouted, "Fourth sister, hurry up, second brother has already succeeded."

After a moment, Zhao Yunduo replied with a weary look on his face, "Third brother, the Endless Abyss has been repaired. Hold on a little longer. I'll rest for a while and then help you deal with this traitor from the Three Realms."

When the leader of the Styx heard this, he realized that he was trying to catch Zhao Yunfei in a jar. He panicked and used a special move to force Zhao Yunfei back, then turned into a red light and disappeared into the sky.

Zhao Yunfei didn't chase after her because he couldn't catch up. He came to Zhao Yunduo's side, looked at her pale face and tired expression, his eyes full of pity, and said softly, "Fourth sister, you've been tired."

Zhao Yunduo raised his head with difficulty, revealing a weak smile, and replied softly, "Third brother, I have finally fulfilled my mission. The traitor has escaped. I hope nothing will happen to Second brother."

Zhao Yunlong comforted her, "Fourth sister, your mission has been completed, go and rest. Your two mothers are in heaven, so nothing will happen. I will go and kill the demons to share some of the pressure with your second brother." After that, he waited for Zhao Yunduo to go to the dimensional space to rest, and he took an axe and started a crazy slaughter of the demons in Xiniu Hezhou.

After leaving, the Styx leader felt a complex mix of emotions, unsure of what to do next. Thinking of the Blood-Red God King's terrifying methods, he couldn't help but shudder, his heart filled with fear. After some thought, he suddenly remembered Taiyin Xingjun, the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms. If he could capture her and offer her to the Blood-Red God King, perhaps his guilt would be mitigated.

After the Endless Abyss vanished, the Heavenly Dao was completely perfected. The connection between the Blood-Red God King and the disciples of the Chan Sect was also severed. Zhao Yunlong keenly sensed this change, realizing the time had come. He immediately shouted, "Sister, activate the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation trapped all 32 disciples of the Chan Sect. Zhao Yunlong took this opportunity to escape and flew to his mother.

Yang Hui looked at the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation and asked with a worried look on her face, "Son, can the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation trap thirty-two gods?"

Zhao Yunlong replied confidently, "Mother, all things in the world are interdependent and mutually exclusive. The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation is just the thing to restrain these false gods who rely on lust to improve their cultivation. I'm going to kill the enemies and earn some merit."

Yang Hui said, "You go."

Although Zhao Yunlong spoke with ease, his heart was not at peace. His plan seemed to be going smoothly, but there was a fatal flaw. If his father, Zhao Shanhe, did not appear after the catastrophe to eliminate the Blood Red God King, everyone would be doomed. Thinking of his previous insults to the Blood Red God King, he could not help but shudder, hoping that there would be no more trouble this time.

As Zhao Yunlong had predicted, the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation perfectly suppressed the lustful energy of the thirty-two false gods who were seeking to enhance their cultivation. The disciples of the Chan Sect, like those who had experienced the Conferred Gods Battle, were reduced to stone statues.