Chapter 133: Chen Ku's Analysis, Jieyin and Zhunti Are Impressed!

Although the Three Pure Ones are sworn brothers, the Dao each cultivates is vastly different.

Among them, Tongtian's talent for formations is the highest.

Therefore, at first glance he saw the Myriad Immortals Grand Formation set up by the Xiating side, which is profoundly marvelous and beyond words.

"Within the formation, the power of all beings supports and enhances each other, growing ever stronger."

"Myriad Dao arts shine off one another, which is why the Xiating forces can surge in power."

Tongtian muttered to himself, having already grasped some of the principles behind the Myriad Immortals Grand Formation's operation.

But immediately afterward, Tongtian suddenly furrowed his brows.

"However... the formation's art of transformation seems rather superficial and crude."

"If it were in my hands, aided by Yin and Yang, the Four Symbols and other Dao arts, perhaps the formation's power could be greatly increased once more......"

No exaggeration, in Tongtian's view, the Myriad Immortals Grand Formation wielded by the united Xiating forces still lacks a bit more wondrous transformative Dao.

After all, a formation is but an extension of one's own strength; the more unpredictable it is, the greater its power.

Clearly, Tongtian is somewhat moved by the Myriad Immortals Grand Formation set up by the Xiating side.

He stared unblinkingly at the battle scene, having imprinted the formation's trajectories entirely into his sea of consciousness.

If the opportunity arises later, he could refine it for his own use, which would also be a rather powerful trump card.

Tongtian fell into contemplation!

Meanwhile, Laozi and Yuanshi beside him paid no heed to Tongtian's muttering.

The two continued to hold their breath, staring intently at the battlefield.

What they cared about most was the outcome of this battle, and whether the heaven‑mandated Dong Wanggong would perish and vanish.

The West, Mount Sumeru!

"The great war has finally broken out."

"The Myriad Immortals Grand Formation? Dong Wanggong was indeed hiding it all along."

Zhunti also felt somewhat surprised by the appearance of the Myriad Immortals Formation.

He did not say it outright, but a hint of envy flickered in his eyes.

After all, to set up such a vast and peerless formation, regardless of strength, at the very least it requires many powerful experts.

For the West, that is somewhat a case of willingness exceeding ability.

In other words, what Zhunti envies is not the strength of Dong Wanggong and his ilk, but the Xiating side's countless, mighty hosts.

If so many strong ones could join the West, how could this western realm be so barren and miserable?

Upon this thought, his heart could not help but feel a hint of loss.

Beside him, Jieyin did not notice the change in Zhunti's expression.

Jieyin gazed deeply at the battle scene and spoke in a low voice:

"Although the Xiating side has the aid of a grand formation,"

"but the Demon Race side's strength is even greater."

"In this battle, the Xiating side is not optimistic."

"Those involved are confused; those observing see clearly."

"Although separated by hundreds of millions of li, I can still sense it clearly."

"Even though the Xiating side possesses the Myriad Immortals Grand Formation, the Demon Race's aura is mighty and overwhelming, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths, already at a level that completely overwhelms the Xiating side."

"No need to think much; the Demon Race's chances of winning this battle also seem greater."

Upon this, Zhunti nodded.

"This matches what we had previously envisaged."

"However, Dong Wanggong bears the mandate of heaven, so Di Jun and Taiyi would certainly not dare to strike him a killing blow."

"If the Xiating side were destroyed, Dong Wanggong would surely be left alone, no longer possessing the former might of the Purple Mansion Continent."

By this point, Jieyin and Zhunti still believed that Dong Wanggong would not truly fall at the hands of Di Jun, Taiyi, and the others.

But who would have thought that, upon hearing his words, Chen Ku beside them twitched in expression.

"Is that so......"

He muttered a sentence.

Hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti both felt a stir in their hearts, raising their brows slightly as they looked toward Chen Ku.

"Hehe, disciple, do you have any opinion?"

Jieyin gave a light chuckle and asked.

Although Chen Ku is a disciple, his talent is outstanding, his spiritual sense keen; at times he can think of points that Jieyin and Zhunti overlook.

Upon hearing Jieyin's words, Chen Ku merely pondered briefly, then answered without hesitation:

"In my view as a disciple,"

"this time, Dong Wanggong is extremely likely to die."

Hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti were both greatly astonished, looking at Chen Ku with surprise.

"Oh? Where does this come from?"

Then Chen Ku turned his head to look at his master and his uncle.

"Now, Hongjun Daozu has already merged with the Dao."

"Moreover, he once declared that he would not act unless a great trend arose."

"And how could a mere Dong Wanggong be considered a great trend in the eyes of the Dao Ancestor?"

Upon these words, Jieyin and Zhunti were instantly stunned.

"Not bad!"

In the eyes of ordinary cultivators in the world, Dong Wanggong can be considered an ancient great power, a top-tier existence of the present age.

But in the eyes of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, it really doesn't count as anything.

Under a sage, all are ants and worms—this is exactly the principle!

Without waiting for Jieyin and Zhunti to say anything, Chen Ku continued speaking.

Furthermore, what we can see with our own eyes is that the Demon Race not only has countless numbers, far surpassing one side of Xiating.

Its fortune is also shocking to the world and extraordinarily prosperous.

Furthermore... although Xiating occupies only one of the overseas Three Immortal Islands, the Demon Race instead holds the treasured land of the Heavenly Court, and is in no way inferior.

No matter how you look at it, the Demon Race is an existence far surpassing Xiating; the latter's downfall is merely a matter of time.

He finished his analysis.

Even Jieyin and Zhunti couldn't help but nod secretly.

Indeed!

They had merely considered that Hongjun was the backer of Dong Wanggong, and thus would not stand by and watch him fall.

But they forgot that times have changed.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun has already chosen to merge with the Dao, which amounts to the fact that the former Hongjun, who once was a sage spreading the teachings, no longer exists.

He will no longer consider so-called feelings and the like; he will solely look at whether the overall situation has changed before deciding whether to appear.

"My disciple's insight is truly profound......"

Jieyin sighed, and without realizing it, his original idea underwent some change.

As for Chen Ku!

He did not pay heed to Jieyin's praise.

At this moment, Chen Ku gazed deeply at the scene of the great battle, his thoughts surging within.

In the Primordial Heaven and Earth, strength reigns supreme!

Survival of the fittest has been thus since ancient times!

This battle let Chen Ku keenly realize the importance of strength.

If one's strength is lacking in the Primordial Heaven and Earth, what good is it even if one is the leader of male immortals like Dong Wanggong?

Whenever it is mentioned, all beings show a look of disdain.

And today, they face an even greater catastrophe.

After all, no matter when, one must possess unparalleled strength from ancient times to earn others' respect.

"It seems I, too, need to enter closed-door cultivation."

The series of great battles previously experienced gave Chen Ku a feeling.

Vaguely, he seemed to have sensed a profound and mysterious barrier of the Great Dao.

Once he manages to cross it, he will surely reap great rewards.

However, that requires cutting off all external disturbances, calming the mind and focusing the spirit, in order to possibly comprehend it.

Therefore, Chen Ku, who has been traveling and fighting since his birth, has now also decided to enter closed-door cultivation to comprehend the Dao.

Moreover, both Xiating and the Demon Race are not forces that can be easily defeated.

It is evident that this battle will not be concluded in a short time.

By the time he emerges from seclusion, perhaps the war between the two sides will still not have ended.

Therefore, there's no need to worry about missing out on anything.

Thinking this, Chen Ku looked toward Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Master, Uncle-master!"

"Next, I, the disciple, wish to enter closed-door cultivation to comprehend the Dao, cutting off all external affairs."

Chen Ku spoke.

Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions shifted, and they immediately showed a look of surprise and joy.