Plotting the Foundation of a Saint, Duke of the East Explodes

After advancing to the Primordial Realm, the parallel Chi Yu consciousness still showed no signs of undergoing Transformation and entering the world. He looked utterly unconcerned. The Future Self in the void twitched at the corner of his mouth, but could do nothing about it.

He had no way to deal with him and could only wait. He refused to believe the man would never come out.

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Pangu Hall.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches gained an insight. Relying on the Blood Pool, they comprehended a slaughter array called the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Fiends Great Array. It could condense a Pangu Phantom, greatly increasing their strength and filling them with confidence.

After leaving the hall, the Ancestral Witches could not wait to test it out, so they led their troops in an attack on the Demon Clan.

Upon learning of this, Dijun and Taiyi ended their closed-door cultivation and appeared on the battlefield.

Seeing Dijun and Taiyi appear, Di Jiang grinned and glanced at the other Ancestral Witches. They immediately understood and swiftly set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Fiends Great Array.

A giant phantom holding an axe abruptly appeared. Dijun and Taiyi were startled. "What is that? Such a powerful aura."

As the two pondered, the phantom attacked. He raised his axe and swung it.

Boom! A domineering axe shadow shot toward Dijun and Taiyi.

Dijun and Taiyi were alarmed and flashed aside, but the axe shadow was incredibly fast.

Just as the axe shadow was about to strike them, Taiyi instantly summoned the Chaos Bell.

With a clang, the axe shadow struck the Chaos Bell.

Crack, crack, crack! Cracks appeared across the Chaos Bell, leaving Dijun and Taiyi shocked.

Yet the phantom did not stop. He swung his axe several more times in succession.

Clang! Clang! Clang!