Crushing Defeat

A tremendous roar echoed across the Witch-Demon Battlefield.

Led by Dijiang, the eleven Ancestral Witch instantly returned to their positions, their bodies radiating overwhelming malevolent energy.

The sorcerers have now reached the level of Half-step Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal, a far cry from their past selves.

A beam of malevolent energy shot into the sky, converging above the heavens to outline a complex array.

The evil energy of the entire Primordial World land was drawn in by this great formation, causing the wind and clouds to change color and the sun and moon to lose their light.

Di Jun's heart skipped a beat; for the first time, he felt a pang of anxiety.

She was horrified to discover that the power of the formation was a hundred or a thousand times more terrifying than she had imagined.

"Not good!"

Di Jun could no longer remain calm and immediately activated the River Diagram and Luo Shu to protect himself.

The primordial power was transformed into a three-legged golden crow powerful enough to incinerate the heavens, which lunged fiercely at the core of the condensing array.

However, it was too late.

At the core of the grand formation, endless malevolent energy and Chaos Qi intertwined and condensed into a phantom image, which was none other than the Pangu Phantom!

The Pangu Phantom raised its hand and gestured, instantly condensing the phantom of the Sky-Opening Divine Axe.

Then, he indifferently raised his hand and waved it forward.

Di Jun felt an unparalleled force rebounding from him, his holy body trembled violently, and he was forcefully knocked down, retreating millions of miles in a disheveled state before barely managing to regain his footing.

A sweet taste rose in her throat, and holy blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

The phantom of Pangu Phantom turned its eyes toward him and slowly raised its hand again.

Di Jun was greatly alarmed. In the past, when the Twelve Ancestral Witches set up the Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Formation, the Pangu Phantom could only make one move.

Now, however, they can make a second move!

Little did she know that the Ancestral Witch of that time did not have a primordial spirit, or rather, her primordial spirit was weak, and coupled with her insufficient cultivation level, the Pangu Phantom could only launch one attack.

Now it's different. The Twelve Ancestral Witches not only possess primordial spirits, but they have also cultivated the complete version of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique.

Moreover, with Chu Feng's help, their cultivation has reached the Half-step Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Even if the Pangu Phantom attacked twice, or even five or six times, it wouldn't be a problem.

"Laozi Brother Laozi, Yuanshi Brother Yuanshi, come quickly to my aid! The Witch Clan has defied the heavens, condensed the Pangu True Body, and intends to overthrow the orthodox Xuanmen sect. Quickly follow me to set things right!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than two beautiful figures arrived in quick succession; they were Laozi and Yuanshi.

"The barbaric Witch Clan has committed excessive killings, violating the laws of nature."

Laozi Tzu spoke calmly, and with a casual wave of his hand, the Taiji Diagram instantly unfolded, transforming into a golden bridge that spanned the void and crashed straight into the chest of the Pangu Phantom.

"Hmph! A bunch of barbarians who don't cultivate their primordial spirit, they deserve to be wiped out today!"

Yuanshi raised the Pangu Banner in his hand and gently shook it.

A chaotic sword aura tore through space and time, carrying the sharpness of creation, and slashed towards the neck of Pangu True Body.

"Roar!"

The Pangu Phantom let out a roar that shook the heavens and earth. Its enormous body trembled violently, and the Mystic Light on its surface shattered inch by inch. Its solid figure began to become illusory.

Within the great formation, each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches coughed up blood, their breaths weakening.

They could withstand the combined might of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, but they couldn't withstand the immense power of the two sages.

"Not good!"

Chu Feng's expression changed slightly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he thought of Nuwa!

"Little Wa, the Witch Clan is in trouble, come quickly to help, it is inconvenient for me to intervene."

On the other side, Nuwa immediately stood up after sensing Chu Feng's divine thoughts.

Just as the Pangu Phantom was about to collapse, an aura full of vitality and creation arrived.

A seven-colored ray of light swept across the sky, and with a gentle swipe, it swept away Laozi's Tai Chi Golden Bridge and the Yuanshi Chaos Sword Qi.

"Buzz!"

Space freezes, all laws cease.

A woman dressed in a simple white dress, with unparalleled beauty, appeared in the center of the battlefield; it was Nuwa.

She held Rivers and Mountains Painting in her hands, her face as cold as frost.

"Nuwa?"

Di Jun exclaimed in astonishment. She never expected that Nuwa, who was also of demon race, would intervene to stop them at this moment.

Laozi frowned slightly, withdrew the Taiji Diagram, and said calmly, "Junior Sister Nuwa, this matter concerns the cause and effect between the Wu and Yao races, and has nothing to do with you. Do not interfere, and leave immediately."

Upon seeing Nuwa, Yuanshi Tianzun was filled with rage. His eyes flashed with cold light as he sternly rebuked her. "Witch! You obstructed my elder brother from Human Religion and stole his chance to become a saint. I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"

"You still dare to meddle in other people's business today? Don't be ungrateful, leave at once, or don't blame us for not showing any camaraderie!"

The Yuanshi wrath, carrying the oppressive aura of a sage, hurtled straight towards Nuwa.

Upon hearing this, a mocking sneer appeared on Nuwa's beautiful face.

"Laozi, Yuanshi, when did you two become as shameless as those two from the West?"

Upon hearing this, Laozi and Yuanshi's expressions instantly turned extremely ugly.

Nuwa's gaze swept over them with a hint of disdain as she continued, "The Human Race was created by me."

The merit of educating Human Race and establishing the name of Human Religion should naturally belong to this palace.

As the senior disciple, instead of upholding the natural order and ethics, you, as the elder Laozi, attempted to forcibly seize your junior sister's opportunity, and you still have the nerve to discuss cause and effect here? It's utterly ridiculous!

She turned to the enraged Yuanshi and sneered, "As for you, Yuanshi..."

You keep saying I stole your elder brother's opportunity, how ridiculous! The opportunity belongs to me, how can you say I stole it?

On the contrary, it was your elder brother who dared to covet what did not belong to her. I intervened to stop him, precisely to settle this matter.

"You helped the demon race destroy the witches, wasn't it all so that after the demon race's demise, the Human Race would prosper, allowing her to smoothly establish her religion and reap the rewards? I'm here, your schemes won't work!"

Upon hearing this, Laozi's face darkened. "Since that's the case, let's see who's the real deal."

"That suits me perfectly!"

Yuanshi could no longer contain himself, and he raised the Pangu Banner once more, unleashing a surge of Chaos Qi, its power three times greater than before.

"Bring it on."

With a clear shout from Nuwa, the Rivers and Mountains Painting unfolded in the wind, instantly transforming into a vast and real world, encompassing Laozi, Yuanshi, Di Jun.

At the same time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, having gained a respite, roared in unison, and the remaining power of the Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Formation once again coalesced.

The destructive evil energy transformed into twelve chains, which coiled around the three people trapped in the world of the Rivers and Mountains Painting from all directions, constantly disturbing their minds.

Nuwa possessed the cultivation level of a sixth-level Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, which allowed her to easily overwhelm any one of them.

With the assistance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the situation instantly reversed due to the shift in power.

Within the Rivers and Mountains Painting, the world is born and dies, and all things change.

With a single thought, Nuwa caused stars to fall, the Milky Way to reverse, and boundless power to press down on the three of them.

Laozi's Taiji Diagram was suppressed and dimmed, and the sword energy unleashed by the Yuanshi Pangu Banner was also obliterated by the power of the world.

Di Jun's River Diagram and Luo Shu let out a mournful cry and completely lost its luster.

In a matter of moments, accompanied by a loud bang, the world power of the Rivers and Mountains Painting crashed down.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The three of them coughed up a mouthful of blood, and their breathing became disordered.

Laozi looked at Nuwa, then glanced at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Let's retreat. We are no match for her."

After saying that, she swept up Di Jun, transformed into a beam of light, and instantly disappeared into the sky, with Yuanshi following closely behind.

"Want to leave? Do you think you can leave?"

Nuwa sneered, raised her hand, and instantly brought them before her.

Purple Heavens Palace.

Upon noticing this, Hongjun slowly opened his eyes. "Not good!"