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Therefore, Nuwa had to plan for herself. Although she was also a Saint, she knew that Li Er was more powerful than the other five Saints.

Nuwa did not want to conflict with Li Er, so when facing him, she preferred to avoid disputes.

The best outcome at the moment would be for Li Er to relent.

Nuwa dismissed the karmic debt she owed Li Er with a smile, believing that Li Er was capable of protecting his own interests from threats.

As for Nuwa's actions, the other Saints naturally knew.

They understood that some kind of agreement had been reached between Nuwa and Li Er.

Especially the Saints Jieyin and Zhunti, who, as the lowest-ranking Saints in Purple霄 Palace, felt immense pressure. The gap between them and the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa was vast, and even the Merit for their sainthood was borrowed and overdrawn.

Therefore, their situation was very difficult.

The Two Saints of the West felt the tense situation of the Witch-Demon Calamity and decided to take the initiative.

Zhunti's Good Corpse incarnation quietly went to one of the thirty-three heavens of the Heavenly Court, targeting the Ten Golden Crow Princes.

Inside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall of the Heavenly Court, the Demon Emperor and East Emperor were refining the Witch-Slaying Sword, causing a tremor.

Suddenly, Di Jun and Taiyi sensed that something major had happened to the Golden Crow clan, and felt uneasy.

At this moment, the Golden Crow Princes they had placed in Tang Valley emerged from the formation, causing a catastrophe of ten suns scorching the Primordial World.

Di Jun rushed to the scene, but it was still not as fast as Hou Yi's Sun-Shooting Arrow, resulting in nine Golden Crow Princes being buried.

This completely shattered the tense situation between the Witch and Demon races.

With the decisive battle between the Witches and Demons imminent, Li Er, the master of the Eight Sceneries Palace, stepped out of his abode to face the Great Tribulation of heaven and earth.

At the same time, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, and other Saints also emerged from their palaces, witnessing this historic moment.

Li Er's gaze was deep, observing everything. Even though Zhunti was secretly manipulating the heavenly secrets, he was well aware of it.

On Buzhou Mountain, the Saints gathered to discuss the Great Tribulation.

Jieyin and Zhunti, the two Saints of the West, had been waiting for a long time on Mount Sumeru in the West, anticipating this moment.

Jieyin questioned the possibility of success, while Zhunti asked his senior brother if he thought so.

Both were filled with anticipation and hope for this Great Tribulation.

Beneath Buzhou Mountain, the ambition and passion of the Witch and Demon races finally ushered in the moment of their decisive battle.

Amidst laughter, Jieyin and Zhunti ** their great plan, firm in their belief: "If this battle is successful, then our Western land will have hope for development."

Their hearts connected, and the two laughed heartily, their voices shaking the nine heavens.

In an instant, thunder rumbled through the nine heavens, signaling the decisive will of the Witch and Demon races.

Throughout the Primordial World, the declaration of war between the two races echoed.

The warriors of the Demon Race shouted: "Today, we will fight the Witch Clan to the death, for the hegemony of our Demon Race in the Primordial World!"

The warriors of the Witch Clan responded: "Follow us to break through the Heavenly Court, exterminate the Demon Race, and control the Primordial World that Pangu the Father God opened with his axe!"

At this moment, the solemn vows of the decisive battle between the Witch and Demon races shook the Heavenly Court and the Pangu Divine Hall.

The warriors of the two races, obscuring the sky and covering the earth, swept forward with Buzhou Mountain as the boundary.

There was no place in heaven and earth that was not a battlefield.

Blood rain poured down, and the blood of the Witches and Demons converged into rivers, flowing to unknown lands.

Buzhou Mountain, the foremost immortal mountain in the four seas and eight directions, was also the core of the Witch-Demon decisive battle.

It carried the legendary aura of Pangu the Great God and was the dividing line between the Witch and Demon races.

Today, the two races would engage in their final decisive battle here.

Whether the Demon Race or the Witch Clan would rule the heavens, the final slaughter would take place where Pangu stood tall.

A powerful pressure emanated from the void, and a Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot swept across the sky, hovering in the void above Buzhou Mountain.

The appearance of the chariot signaled that a greater decisive battle was about to begin.

This was the chariot of Venerable Yuanshi, pulled by nine five-clawed golden dragons, the Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot, exuding nobility and grandeur.

Venerable Yuanshi, who appeared in the void above Buzhou Mountain, was not noticed by the Witch and Demon races, even as they were fighting.

The Saint's arrival was silent, without the slightest sound.

However, in the eyes of all beings in the Primordial World, every move of the Saint was like looking at flowers in a fog, blurred and indistinct, revealing his majesty and transcendence.

As Venerable Yuanshi arrived at the peak of Buzhou Mountain in the Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot, he suddenly saw Kui Niu stepping from Golden Ao Island in the East Sea.

His mount was surrounded by auspicious light, radiant clouds, and five-colored auspicious clouds. Every step he took was like thunder, accompanied by the light of the sun and moon.

Shortly after, Tongtian also arrived with his mount. Although his mount was similar to Li Er's Green Ox, it was a black water buffalo with the Shangqing pattern on its forehead.

Just as Tongtian and Yuanshi were about to bow to each other, a phoenix cry resounded through the void, and a five-colored golden phoenix appeared quietly.

Nuwa then appeared and paid her respects to her two senior brothers.

Afterward, a faint, Brahma-like laugh came from the west, and Jieyin and Zhunti also arrived.

Although they had no mounts, their demeanor was unparalleled in the world.

After the Saints exchanged pleasantries, Zhunti mentioned Li Er's absence, drawing the attention of all the Saints.

All the Saints knew that among the Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao, apart from Li Er, the other five were on the same level, while Li Er stood alone at the **.

Every move Li Er made drew everyone's gaze.

As if fulfilling a prophecy, a streak of violet qi surged from the east, accompanied by myriad auspicious phenomena.

Before Li Er even appeared, the violet qi and phenomena had already entered the eyes of all the Saints.

Shortly after, the Saints finally saw Li Er's figure.

He was seated atop a Green Ox, eyes peacefully closed, exuding an indescribable immortal aura.

Behind him, half the sky was covered by violet qi, stretching for thousands of miles.

Upon seeing Li Er's extraordinary display, even Yuanshi, who was riding the Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot, was instantly overshadowed.

The saying "Purple Qi Comes from the East" proved true for the esteemed leader of the Daoist Sect.

The Saints looked at Li Er, a hint of envy flashing in their eyes, some even wishing they could take his place.

In the void above Buzhou Mountain, the five Saints of the Heavenly Dao stood side by side.

As if sensing Li Er's arrival, Yuanshi and Tongtian, as the Two Pure Ones, had their eyes gleaming with renewed vigor. They realized Li Er's strength had increased again.

Jieyin and Zhunti, who also felt the increasingly formidable aura emanating from Li Er, frowned slightly, their gazes deep.

However, being Heavenly Dao Saints, they quickly suppressed their emotions and bowed to Li Er, greeting him, "Greetings, Senior Brother Laozi."

Li Er responded with a smile, "There is no need for such formality, all of you."

Jieyin sighed, "Senior Brother Laozi's presence is even more magnificent than before."

Li Er smiled and shook his head, dismissively stating it was merely his appearance.

In truth, for Saints like them, appearance was indeed insignificant.

Each of them possessed a temperament that was second to none in the world.

Jieyin's remark was merely a polite formality.

Li Er naturally did not take it to heart.

Afterward, all the Saints gathered for a round of pleasantries.

They were the only six Saints in heaven and earth, and in the Primordial World, only they could truly acknowledge each other.

Those powerful beings who had once listened to the Dao in the Purple Heaven Palace were no longer their opponents.

During their conversation, Zhunti suddenly brought up a topic: "Senior Brother Laozi, what do you think will be the outcome of today's Witch-Demon Calamity?"

The Saints were drawn to his words, their gazes converging on Li Er.

Li Er glanced at Zhunti and retorted, "Don't you, Fellow Daoist Zhunti, know best?"

He then subtly implied, "The outbreak of today's Witch-Demon Calamity is also thanks to you, Fellow Daoist Zhunti."

It was clear that the Saints present were already aware of the mastermind behind the Golden Crow calamity.

Zhunti gave an awkward smile, feeling Nuwa's icy gaze, and said no more.

Undoubtedly, Li Er's veiled words had silenced Zhunti.

At Buzhou Mountain, the battle between the Witch Clan and the Demon Race had reached its climax.

Di Jun, sensing that the Pangu's Spine on Buzhou Mountain had ignited the Witches' fighting spirit, could no longer sit still.

He summoned the 365 Star Gods and set up the Grand Formation of the Stars.

Countless Demon Race experts at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm took their positions, while Di Jun, Taiyi, Fuxi, Kunpeng, and many other Demon Marshals personally entered the formation.

The Grand Formation of the Stars was quickly assembled, attracting countless stars.

Di Jun had clearly put significant effort into preparing for this battle.

The Grand Formation of the Stars this time drew upon even stronger stellar origins, greatly increasing the formation's power.

Di Jun and Taiyi even incorporated the Solar Star and the Lunar Star, the two main stars, into the formation, determined to fight to the bitter end.

Clearly, if nothing unexpected happened today, this would be the decisive battle of the Witch-Demon Calamity.

To this end, Di Jun and Taiyi held a resolve of "success or death."

However, on the Witch Clan's side, Dijiang became even more frenzied upon seeing the Demon Race activate the Grand Formation of the Stars.

"Are we afraid of your Demon Race?"

He rallied the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation to meet the challenge.

At this critical juncture, the Twelve Ancestral Witches engaged in a fierce battle with Di Jun, Taiyi, and other powerful figures around Buzhou Mountain.

Malevolent energy gathered in the heavens and earth, clashing violently with starlight, shaking the entire Primordial World.

The confrontation between the two top-tier formations—the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and the Grand Formation of the Stars—unleashed earth-shattering waves.

The decisive battle between the Witch Clan and the Demon Race was not only a struggle for the future of the two races but also a fight for their very survival in the Primordial World.

The experts on both sides fought without reservation, giving their all.

Ultimately, Buzhou Mountain was shaken by this great battle, and both the Witch and Demon races suffered heavy casualties.

The Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao and other onlookers witnessed this decisive battle as if watching fireworks.

At this moment, the System issued a warning: Buzhou Mountain was about to collapse, and a God-tier choice mission was released.

Choice One: Sit idly by as Buzhou Mountain collapses. You will lose the Spiritual Power Pangu Imprint, and the reward will be 10% of the Daoist Sect's Destiny.

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Li Er deeply understood the seriousness of the System's reminder. Preventing Buzhou Mountain from collapsing was a huge challenge for him.

He knew that there must be a conspiracy of the Heavenly Dao behind the collapse of Buzhou Mountain.

The Heavenly Dao might be intentionally using this opportunity to erase Pangu's imprint in the Primordial World, thereby consolidating its own position.

Gonggong's act of crashing into Buzhou Mountain might have been a play intentionally orchestrated by the Heavenly Dao.

If the Heavenly Dao succeeded in erasing Pangu's imprint, it would completely become the ruler of the Primordial World, making the beings of the Primordial World forget that this world was created by Pangu's heaven-and-earth-splitting feat.

Li Er realized that choosing to prevent Buzhou Mountain from collapsing was equivalent to choosing to confront the Heavenly Dao.

But he still firmly chose the second option, because he knew that this was the only way to preserve Pangu's imprint and thwart the Heavenly Dao's conspiracy.

His decision was full of danger and uncertainty, but he was willing to pay any price to protect the true history of the Primordial World.

Faced with the mission rewards, Li Er had a choice: if he lost Pangu's imprint on Buzhou Mountain, he would lose the ultimate Spiritual Power "One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones."

However, he deeply understood the power of Pangu's imprint, which was his foundation and qualification to contend with the Heavenly Dao.

Once lost, his strength would be greatly diminished, and he might even fall back to the same level as other Saints, becoming subject to the Heavenly Dao.

Faced with this choice, Li Er had to decide whether to continue on his old path or forge his own.

Furthermore, although the mission reward of 10% of the Daoist Sect's Destiny was substantial, it was far less precious than the Chaos Bell, which was one of the three great Innate Supreme Treasures of creation in the Primordial World.

Li Er knew this was a rare opportunity that would be difficult to replicate in the future.

His thoughts raced, and his gaze shifted to the Witch and Demon battlefield. The collision of the two top formations was extremely brutal.

The great battle continued, and both sides suffered immense losses. Finally, at a certain moment, the two top formations shattered.

Within the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, Pangu's True Body dissipated, and Shebishi, Xuanming, Qiangliang, and other Ten Great Demon Marshals were severely wounded.

Afterward, Xihe perished. Di Jun, grief-stricken, used the Witch-Slaying Sword to kill Goumang and Rushou, two Ancestor Witches, before succumbing to his exhaustion.

On the other side, the East Emperor Taiyi, despite his severe injuries, crushed and killed three Ancestor Witches: Zhujiuyin, Tianwu, and Yanzi.

In the end, only four Ancestor Witches remained: Dijiang, Gonggong, Zhurong, and Chiyou.

They attacked Di Jun, Taiyi, Fuxi, and Kunpeng, who were all at the end of their strength.

Before long, the East Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun fell one after another.