The Final Witch-Demon War (Part One)

In the distance, the mournful wails of ghosts and gods resounded throughout the heavens and earth, as if billions of living beings were crying out at the same time.

The two men's expressions changed, and they looked up to see a dark, surging torrent of souls rushing towards them.

These souls come in various forms, including those of Human Race, demons, and Witch Clan, each carrying immense resentment and malevolent energy.

These were the countless lives lost in the Witch-Demon War.

Their souls had nowhere to go, and following their instincts, they came to this newly born land of reincarnation.

In an instant, the Netherworld, which had just established order, was plunged into chaos once again.

Countless souls looked around blankly, tearing at each other because of hatred from their past lives, their resentment soaring to the heavens.

"Not good!"

Houtu's expression was solemn. "Reincarnation was newly established, the Underworld was not yet built, and there was no one to guide them. If these souls linger here, they will surely create immense karmic obstacles."

Chu Feng made a decisive move and shouted, "Little Earth, you activate the Six Paths of Reincarnation, I'll guide them!"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Feng leaped into the air, his body radiating boundless golden light.

The resentment in all the souls illuminated by the light dissipated, and their chaotic consciousness regained a sliver of clarity.

Houtu understood immediately and fully activated the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The enormous vortex emanated a gentle Jieyin force, directing these lost souls.

Chu Feng guided the souls while Houtu Tu Jieyin. The two worked in perfect harmony, sending batch after batch of souls into reincarnation, washing away their past lives and giving them a new life.

However, the number of lives lost was far too great, seemingly endless.

Even with their extraordinary abilities, the two were extremely busy.

Seeing this scene, Chu Feng, while casting his spell, sighed, "It seems that the two of us are not enough to manage the underworld. We must find some capable people to share the burden in the future."

"Brother Chu is right." Houtu nodded slightly in agreement.

Blood stained the sky on the Witch-Demon Battlefield.

The golden light Jieyin shattered, and his face was a picture of disarray.

The Daoist Zhunti to the side, was in an even more pitiful state, his Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree dimming in luster.

"Space reigns supreme, time is king! You barbarians of the West dare to interfere in the affairs of my liches!"

Dijiang laughed wildly, his figure flickering through countless layers of space. Each time he appeared, he heavily struck the golden protective light of Jieyin.

Zhujiuyin glared, and the power of time transformed into the most vicious curse, causing Zhunti to feel a chill run down his spine.

Jieyin and Zhunti were inwardly groaning in despair.

They had hoped to gain some benefits, but their attempt backfired and they lost more than they gained.

Who would have thought that Gonggong and Zhurong not only didn't die, but both Hunyuan Grand Unity Dao, making them no match for them.

Seeing that his foundation was about to be damaged, Jieyin hurriedly Jieyin a message to Di Jun, asking for their help.

Before long, Di Jun arrived, carrying the River Diagram and Luo Shu in his hands, stepping through the air.

"Di Jun,"

Dijiang halted his attack, his gaze sweeping contemptuously over Jieyin and Zhunti. "You think you can contend with my Witch Clan with these two defeated opponents?"

Gonggong and Zhurong also stepped forward, their water and fire laws intertwining to form a destructive domain, confronting Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

In an instant, the overwhelming flames of the four Ancestral Witch clashed with the supreme divine might of the two Demon Emperors, causing the entire battlefield to freeze.

Just as tensions were about to rise, Hongjun in the Purple Heavens Palace saw through the illusions.

She did a quick calculation with her fingers and couldn't help but curse under her breath, "Two useless people, more trouble than they're worth!"

Hongjun was furious with them.

This great calamity is already Saint War. With their limited cultivation, once they enter the calamity, they will only perish and their cultivation will be extinguished.

Hongjun sighed softly, his thoughts traversing endless time and space, directly resounding within the primordial spirits of Jieyin and Zhunti: "Come to the Purple Heavens Palace immediately!"

Jieyin and Zhunti were startled and exchanged a glance; it was the voice of the Dao Ancestor.

Jieyin his injuries, Jieyin bowed to Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, saying, "Di Jun, Fellow Daoist Imperial Decree, I am ordered by Taiyi Dao Ancestor to go to the Purple Heavens Palace immediately and can no longer assist the demon race. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Di Jun frowned slightly and nodded calmly. "I dare not disobey the Dao Ancestor's Imperial Decree. Please make yourselves at home, fellow Daoists."

"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty."

Jieyin and Zhunti as if they had been granted a pardon, dared not linger for even a moment. Their figures transformed into two streaks of light, and they fled in a sorry state towards the outer heavens.

Inside the Purple Heavens Palace, Jieyin and Zhunti knelt respectfully on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

Do you know your crimes?

Hongjun said indifferently.

"Disciples know their sins. They should not have interfered in the Witch-Demon Calamity without authorization. Please punish them, Master," the two replied in trembling voices.

Hongjun sneered, "The karma of a great eon is not something you can easily taint."

"If it weren't for the fact that you still have some use in suppressing the Western destiny, I would have sent you to face your calamity today!"

She waved her hand, "From this day forward, remain in the Purple Heavens Palace and quietly recite the Yellow Court Classic. You may leave only after the Great Tribulation ends."

"I will obey the Master's Imperial Decree."

Helpless, Jieyin and Zhunti could only respectfully accept the order.

Meanwhile, on the Witch-Demon Battlefield.

Seeing Dijiang Jieyin and Zhunti leave, Dijiang's mockery deepened. "Di Jun, now that you've lost your allies, what do you demons have to fight us with?"

Di Jun showed no sign of panic, instead revealing a cold smile, "Help? My demon race has no need for outsiders' assistance!"

She suddenly shouted, "Demon race, heed my command! Deploy the Myriad Stars Array!"

At a single command, millions of demon soldiers and generals roared in unison and returned to their positions.

In an instant, its aura soared into the sky, drawing upon the power of the Primordial Stars.

Starlight cascaded down like a waterfall, instantly forming a supreme array that covered the entire battlefield.

As the stars revolved and the constellations shifted, a terrifying pressure, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, descended.

The remaining Ancestral Witch were all greatly alarmed upon seeing this.

Although they had not yet reached the Hunyuan level, they could still sense the deadly threat contained within the great formation.

The underworld, the land of reincarnation.

Houtu felt the violent tremors coming from the Primordial World land, her beautiful brows furrowed, her face full of worry.

"The sisters are in danger..."

As Ancestral Witch, she was connected to her sisters by blood and wanted to set off to provide support.

Seeing this, Chu Feng gently pressed his hand on her shoulder.

"Little Earth, don't go. If you go, you'll only increase the chances of things going wrong. Don't worry, they won't die."

Houtu sighed softly and said quietly, "I hope my sisters are all safe and sound."

Chu Feng smiled and nodded. He had already made plans to protect both clans at the crucial moment.

On the battlefield, facing the overwhelming power of the Myriad Stars Array, Dijiang immediately ordered, "Sisters, listen to my command! Deploy the Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Formation!"

Upon hearing this, the other ten Ancestral Witch immediately returned to their positions.

"Roar!"

After the roar, it simultaneously activated the essence and blood within its body, and an ancient, domineering, and extremely fierce aura surged into the sky from the depths of the Primordial World land.

Especially Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Gonggong, Zhurong.

As Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, the primordial evil energy they summoned far surpassed that of the past, causing a qualitative leap in the power of the great formation.

Endless malevolent energy gathered, and in the center of the Array Formations, the phantom of a giant holding a giant axe, towering to the sky and standing tall, slowly condensed—it was the Pangu True Body!

When Pangu True Body appeared, the starlight of the Myriad Stars Array dimmed.

Di Jun's expression was solemn. She sensed that the power of the Dutian Divine Fiends Formation, presided over by the four Ancestral Witch who had attained the Hunyuan Grand Unity Dao Fruit, had exceeded her control.

Without the slightest hesitation, a divine thought instantly traversed time and space.

"Come quickly!"

Almost the instant the divine thought was sent out, two golden beams streaked across the sky, arriving in an instant and directly merging into the core of the Myriad Stars Array.

The newcomers are Male Di Jun and Male Donghuang Taiyi!

With their arrival, the previously dim Myriad Stars Array suddenly shone with brilliant light.

The power of the great formation steadily increased, and it even seemed to be able to rival the Pangu True Body.

Dijiang felt the surge of oppressive power opposite him, and his pupils suddenly contracted. "What's going on? The power of the Myriad Stars Array has actually increased to such an extent..."