It was as if Buzhou Mountain had disappeared from the Primordial Land, leaving only a vast yellow river.
On the Qilin Holy Cliff, thirty-six Divine Monarchs were dumbfounded.
Despite their full defenses, they were still drawn into the formation.
"Daoist, what do you mean by this?" The Divine Hidden Demon God emerged from the vast auspicious light.
He had intended to hide on the side and watch the show, but he was also pulled into this Nine Bends Yellow River Formation.
"Nothing else, just that this battle requires your help!"
Hong Jun appeared in front of the Qilin Clan's higher-ups.
"Why should we help you?" The White Tiger God Monarch sneered.
"And is this your attitude when asking for help?"
Hong Jun glanced at Gouchen.
Emperor Gouchen instantly understood.
He raised his hand, and thirty-six golden lights flashed by.
Each Divine Monarch felt a weight atop their heads.
"Now, the Three Flowers are gathered at your tops."
The Divine Monarchs did not understand.
