After being rescued by Gu Changyuan, Ye Qingxue, Lin Jingyu, and Yue Lingxi immediately flashed to his side.
They stood quietly in attendance, without uttering a single word or making another rash move.
They knew their Master too well. Since he hadn't made a move, he definitely had his own intentions.
They only needed to wait quietly and follow their Master's orders. They would absolutely not act on their own and cause trouble for him.
Zhuge Dancheng, Gongsun Xiangming, and Xuanyuan Feiyue also quickly recovered and hurried over to Gu Changyuan's side.
Naturally, they also sensed the terrifying nature of the massive black formation above, feeling a bit of dread in their hearts.
But when they saw Gu Changyuan's calm expression, looking as if he had a well-thought-out plan and everything was under his control, the dread in their hearts instantly dissipated by more than half.
They didn't say anything more, quietly standing to the side and awaiting Gu Changyuan's instructions.
Seeing that the three Grand Patriarchs were so calm and unpanicked, the panic in the hearts of the five family heads and elders on the high platform also faded instantly, their expressions returning to tranquility.
With the members of the five families acting so composed, the guests below saw this, and the panic in their hearts gradually subsided as well.
Although they could still feel the terrifying oppressive might of the formation and their bodies were still trembling slightly, they were no longer fleeing in panic. They even raised their heads, curiously looking up at the massive black formation in the sky.
Then, they calmly watched the three Immortal Kings of the Imperial Court set up the formation, occasionally discussing it in low voices.
For a moment, an eerie yet comical scene appeared throughout the entire Tianji City—
High in the sky, the three Immortal Kings of the Imperial Court were giving it their all, expending their lifeblood essence to lay down a terrifying secret formation. Their killing intent surged to the heavens, wishing they could grind everyone below to dust.
Meanwhile, down below, whether it was the members of the five families or the various guests, all of them were actually watching calmly. Not a single person wanted to step forward to stop them, and some were even whispering among themselves.
Catching a glimpse of this from the corner of his eye, the corners of Gu Changyuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
You guys... aren't you trusting me a bit too much?
What if I suddenly said, Actually, I can't solve this either, wouldn't you all explode on the spot?
He shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and looked back up at the black formation that was about to take shape.
Gu Changyuan's gaze slightly focused, his divine sense penetrating the massive black formation in the high sky to lock onto the three Immortal Kings of the Imperial Court.
The core of this formation seemed a bit off.
It wasn't just simple array patterns and runes; it had another source. Within the bodies of the three from the Imperial Court, a crystal core was hidden in each.
The crystal cores were about the size of a fist, forming irregular polyhedrons. They were pitch-black all over, with a dark luster flowing across their surfaces.
Deep within the crystal cores, countless tiny runes could be faintly seen swimming around, densely packed.
These crystal cores didn't look like something they had cultivated themselves.
They were external objects.
The function of the crystal cores was very obvious.
They could vastly enhance the battle prowess of the three, allowing them to erupt with power far beyond their own limits in a short period. They also acted as massive spiritual energy reservoirs, providing an endless stream of energy for this kind of grand formation.
No wonder they could activate a formation of this level.
But that was all there was to it.
Gu Changyuan saw it clearly. The talent of these three was actually not low; placed in the Jiuxiao Realm, they were definitely first-rate geniuses.
However, they relied too much on those crystal cores, pursuing that momentary burst of power so much that they neglected the polishing of their own foundations.
The Dao rhythm within their bodies was shifting from steady to chaotic and impetuous.
Their foundations were starting to become superficial and unstable.
Those crystal cores were like crutches. They had walked with crutches for so long that they had long forgotten they could walk on their own.
Once the crutches were pulled away, they might not even be able to stand steadily.
Relying on external objects was ultimately not a long-term path.
Boom—!!!
The formation quickly took complete shape.
At that moment, the entire firmament was trembling.
The black formation spun madly, and countless streams of black aura gushed out from the edges of the formation, twisting in the void like countless giant pythons.
Wherever those auras passed, they left behind shocking rifts.
The rifts grew larger and more numerous, eventually connecting together to form a ring of pitch-black void around the formation.
Immediately after, a sharp roar came from the center of the formation. Accompanied by gusts of eerie, bloody wind, a massive sharp horn was the first to pierce out from the black formation.
That horn was as black as ink, its surface covered in rough scales. It glinted with a cold, icy light and emanated a thick scent of blood.
In the next second, an incomparably massive head of an exotic beast slowly emerged from the formation.
The head resembled a wild boar, but it was a hundred times more ferocious. Its three eyes were as crimson as blood, filled with brutality and madness. Fangs protruded from its mouth, tens of feet long and incredibly sharp.
Black saliva continuously dripped from the corners of its mouth. As it fell through the air, it instantly corroded the space, producing sizzling black smoke. The sharp horn on top of its head was straight and keen, looking as if it could pierce through heaven and earth.
Roar—!!!
A roar resounded through heaven and earth.
Amidst the roar, two gigantic hands slowly reached out from the formation. The hands were covered in pitch-black, hard scales.
Its five fingers were like hooks, the nails as sharp as blades. With a gentle wave, it left three deep rifts in the void.
The crowd could see clearly that this exotic beast seemed to only have its upper half summoned by the formation, while its lower half remained hidden within the black array.
Even so, just its upper half was enough to blot out the sky and cover the sun. Its size was massive to the extreme, bringing an endless sense of oppression to everyone.
As the exotic beast fiercely swung its right hand, its sharp claws, carrying the might to tear apart heaven and earth, slashed viciously across the void—Screech—!
A spatial rift thousands of feet long was instantly torn open, and chaotic aura gushed out from within the rift.
The aura surged toward the entire Tianji City, but it was completely blocked by a barrier, unable to harm Tianji City in the slightest.
Even so, the panic among the cultivators below, which had originally been pacified by Gu Changyuan's composure, swept over them once again, their faces instantly turning as pale as paper.
W-what kind of monster is this?! It's too terrifying!
I've seen countless ferocious birds and beasts in the Outer Realm, but not a single one could bring such a terrifying aura! This is simply not a creature that should exist in the Jiuxiao Realm!
Seeing this scene, the expressions of Zhuge Dancheng, Gongsun Xiangming, and Xuanyuan Feiyue also instantly turned extremely solemn.
The spiritual energy around their bodies surged involuntarily, their hands clenched tightly, instinctively wanting to rush up and deal with the exotic beast.
But catching a glimpse of Gu Changyuan from the corner of their eyes, they found that this Holy Ancestor was still standing with his hands behind his back, his face calm.
A bit too calm, in fact.
It was as if that exotic beast capable of destroying heaven and earth was nothing more than a buzzing fly in his eyes.
The three exchanged glances, forcefully suppressing the urge to strike, and stood in place without moving.
Seeing that the three Grand Patriarchs hadn't moved, the five family heads and elders had no choice but to brace themselves and stand their ground as well.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”