Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Formation

Just then, several Great Demons flew over from the sky and struck at the Ancestral Witches.

"I am the Great Demon Qin Yuan, here to aid Your Majesty Di Jun in battle against the Wu Clan!"

One of them, a Horned Strongman, announced to the crowd. With their help, the Wu Clan was momentarily suppressed.

Boom!

Dijiang and Zhujiuyin exchanged a glance, sensing trouble. Zhujiuyin's eyes shifted as he spoke to Dijiang.

"Big Brother, this is bad. Let's use our divine abilities together and drive off this Stinky Bird!"

Dijiang thought it over and nodded in agreement. The two of them then channeled the Space Law and Time Law, combining their powers into a single divine technique.

Di Jun's face changed dramatically. Feeling his own time slow and the space around him twist, he sensed the aura of death descending upon him.

Di Jun reverted to his Original Form, Solar True Fire blazing around him. Sensing the space loosen, he quickly pulled back.

Seeing this, the other demons extricated themselves and gathered at Di Jun's side.

Clang!

Tai Yi rang the Eastern Emperor Bell. A Ripple Wave spread out, and Zhurong and the others were momentarily dazed. Tai Yi had intended to kill one of them, but seeing Dijiang and the others closing in, he had to give up.

Both sides regrouped around their leaders. Di Jun glanced at Qin Yuan and the other Great Demons beside him, his confidence surging.

"Dijiang! My Demon Race will only grow stronger. You dare to feed on us—you are doomed!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches exchanged looks, as if making a decision. Dijiang spoke.

"Brothers and Sisters! Form the formation!"

All Twelve Ancestral Witches reverted to their Original Forms, each taking a specific position. They channeled Pangu's Essence Blood within them, converging the spirits of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In an instant, the Sha Qi of heaven and earth surged toward the Twelve Ancestral Witches. They vanished one by one, and a colossal figure appeared between heaven and earth.

"What is this?!" The demons were terrified. Da Bai stared at the figure, his five senses failing, his body numb, certain he was about to die.

"It's the true body of Great God Pangu! Could the Wu Clan truly be the Heaven and Earth Orthodoxy?" Di Jun murmured. Before this figure, any technique was useless.

Tai Yi saw his elder brother's despair and knew he had to step up.

"Everyone, pour all your Magic Power into the Eastern Emperor Bell! It's only a phantom—we can fight it together!"

The Eastern Emperor Bell flew out from Tai Yi's body, instantly expanding to Ten Million Zhang in size. The Mountains and Rivers on its surface were clearly visible.

Knowing this was a critical moment, the demons channeled all their Magic Power into the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Pangu's True Body raised its hands, and an Axe Shadow appeared within them. It swung down with force.

"Slash!"

The voices of the Twelve Ancestral Witches echoed across heaven and earth. The Giant Axe Phantom struck the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Boom!

Space shattered, time reversed, and the surrounding spiritual energy was instantly drained. The Eastern Emperor Bell's Spiritual Charm faded, and Cracks on Bell Body appeared. Tai Yi's heart ached at the sight.

"Retreat!"

Tai Yi withdrew the Eastern Emperor Bell, shouted, and flew away. The demons quickly followed.

On the Wu Clan's side, the Pangu Phantom dissipated. The Twelve Ancestral Witches, pale-faced, collapsed to the ground.

"Big Brother, we let those Two Birds escape!" Zhurong roared in frustration.

"It's fine. Though Di Jun and Tai Yi fled, the Demon Race suffered heavy losses," Zhujiuyin said, looking at the Demon Race Corpses lying on the ground with a smile.

"Indeed. It was our first time using the Twelve Capital Celestial Evil Formation—it was too much of a strain. Let's return to cultivation. Next time, we'll cut off Di Jun and Tai Yi's heads!"

Dijiang said, then ordered his people to gather the Demon Race Corpses and throw them into the Blood Pool of Pangu Hall later.

The Demon Race, seeing the Wu Clan didn't pursue, stopped. Badly wounded and defeated, everyone wore grim expressions.

Seeing this, Di Jun spoke.

"This was my oversight. I didn't expect the Twelve Ancestral Witches to form such a formation. But—but it has a clear flaw. Kill one of them, and the formation cannot be completed.

Moreover, we have a greater advantage: Sage Hongjun's lectures on the Dao. The Wu Clan Do Not Cultivate Primordial Spirit, so the lectures are useless to them. But every time we listen, we grow stronger!"

As a leader, Di Jun knew he had to restore everyone's confidence. Otherwise, facing the Twelve Ancestral Witches again, these Great Demons would only be afraid and unable to fight at full strength.

Sure enough, the demons found his words reasonable and calmed down.

They returned to the Demon Race Headquarters. The Demon Beasts Qin Yuan had brought suffered countless casualties. Seeing this, Qin Yuan immediately pledged allegiance to Di Jun.

Thus, the Demon Race's strength didn't diminish much. The demons then went into Closed-door Cultivation for a Hundred Years and finally recovered.

Now, in the Demon Race Headquarters.

Di Jun and Tai Yi sat at the head, with a group of Great Luo Great Demons seated below. Di Jun spoke.

"Our Demon Race now numbers in the Hundreds of Millions, but most are weak, scattered across the Primordial Wilderness. Many Great Demons have yet to pledge allegiance to us.

The Wu Clan is different. Led by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, their tribes gather in one place, gradually encroaching on our territory. In the long run, this will be detrimental to us."

The demons found this reasonable. Bai Ze, seeming to sense something, spoke up.

"Your Majesty, do you have a solution?"

Di Jun heard this and cast an appreciative glance at Bai Ze. Strong in strength, high in emotional and intellectual intelligence—Di Jun grew even more satisfied with Bai Ze. In contrast, Da Bai, who had submitted alongside Bai Ze, was worthless aside from his raw power.

Then Di Jun spoke.

"Our race's sole advantage is that we outnumber the Wu Clan by far. Yet in every battle, the Wu Clan is more united than we are.

After attending the first sermon at the Purple Cloud Palace, everyone gained something. So I hope we can pool our wisdom and compile several complete cultivation techniques for the lesser demons to train with. This will surely boost the Demon Race's strength!"

Da Bai understood. Refining cultivation techniques would attract scattered demons to join, and the Demon Race would grow stronger. A fine approach. Thinking this, Da Bai spoke.

"Your Majesty, I know of a gathering place for Demon Beasts, with a million in number. Among them are many at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal perfection stage. They lack only a technique to break through to the Great Luo realm. I am willing to go and persuade them to submit to the Demon Race."

Di Jun heard this and was overjoyed. While Tai Yi was repairing the Eastern Emperor Bell, he had comprehended a Grand Array from the Bell Body, and it was precisely at a time when people were needed. With these million Demon Beasts joining, perhaps the array could be deployed.

"Good! But Da Bai, if you go alone, the effect may be poor. Let Bai Ze accompany you." Di Jun thought it over and decided to send Bai Ze along, to avoid creating more enemies.

Da Bai heard this and was delighted inside. After all, these million Demon Beasts were the ones on the Three Immortal Islands. He had originally wanted to bring Bai Ze back with him but hadn't known how to bring it up. Di Jun had solved the problem.

"No problem. I'm poor with words; it's better for Bai Ze to come along." Da Bai patted Bai Ze on the shoulder, and Bai Ze shot him a puzzled look.