Daoist Taichu's silver-white axe intent and Luohu's dark-gold devil sword continued to clash in Chaos, every exchange leaving cracks in the laws across the void as though a keen blade had sliced through them. Infused with the power of the Heavenly Dao Origin, each of Luohu's strikes carried destructive force beyond the limits of a primordial Daluo golden immortal. Yet with every parry, Daoist Taichu's Pangu Axe Phantom used ever more precise power of order to guide, deflect, and wear down those violent sword rays layer by layer, like a river countering motion with stillness, gradually diverting a raging torrent toward a course where it could do no harm.
Elsewhere, nine reincarnated Chaos Demon God experts wove their respective Great Dao Laws into a multilayered defensive line spanning several Great Thousand Worlds, holding Hongjun's torrent of purple qi and immortal Dao power outside it, layer after layer. Although Hongjun's power as a limitless Zenith Heaven golden immortal of the origin made his purple qi torrent resemble an unceasing deep-purple waterfall, that waterfall was continually divided, redirected, and dispersed before the combined circulation of nine Chaos Great Daos, never managing to open a true breach.
On the third battlefield, Jidu's causality law continued to spread, seeking to penetrate the defensive line the Twelve Ancestral Witches had formed with the power of their Pangu bloodline. But just as that dark curtain of karmic light was about to touch the core of their defenses, Dijiang's voice suddenly rang out through Chaos, carrying a weighty resonance like an echo rising from deep within the earth. "Brothers, the time has come. Dutian God-Demon Great Formation, rise!"
Eleven Ancestral Witches shifted positions at the same instant, their figures becoming eleven rays of different-colored light in the void, like eleven stars descending together into the central nodes