Pangu True Body Battles Zhunti
Dao Ancestor Hongjun represents the will of Heaven, and no one dares to disobey his commands.
When the Witch and Demon Clans united their power, everyone thought they were courting death.
No matter how strong the two races are, they are no match for Hongjun.
The Sanqing Ones and Jieyin and Zhunti wore cold smiles.
But the reality was beyond everyone's expectations; the two clans did not fight, but instead left Buzhou Mountain together.
Its target is the West.
All the cultivators watching this scene changed their expressions, and then great doubts welled up in their hearts.
With the combined power of the Witch and Demon Clans, this could not possibly be an ordinary event.
If they're not going to war with each other, then what is it for?
Aside from battles between the two tribes, such a large commotion only occurred when the Dong Wang Gong was killed.
Are the two races about to attack someone again?
Moreover, it was a joint effort between two races. Just who has such strength to command such an alliance between the two races?
In the west, on Mount Sumeru, an unbelievable thought flashed through everyone's minds at the same time.
That was a saint, a supreme being in the Primordial World.
Are the two races really going to attack Mount Sumeru?
But what is the purpose of this?
Of course, the Primordial World was not lacking in people of extraordinary wisdom.
The previous Witch-Demon War was shrouded in mystery.
Judging from the attitudes of the two tribes now, they have vaguely realized something.
Even so, they still couldn't believe it.
That's Heavenly Dao Sage! Even the Witch and Demon Clans, do they really have the strength to contend with a Saint?
Shouyang Mountain, Kunlun Mountains, Golden Ao Island.
The Sanqing's expressions changed simultaneously, but then, a strange smile appeared on their faces.
They were naturally aware of the objectives of the Witch and Demon Clans.
The scheme to manipulate the Witch and Demon Clans was not without its flaws.
They were confident, relying solely on their status as saints, that even if the two races knew, they would have no choice but to continue to endure it.
Surprisingly, neither race intended to remain silent this time.
At that moment, they couldn't help but feel fortunate that they hadn't intervened.
Although the Witch and Demon Clans were not saints, they had personally witnessed the power of the clan-protecting formation.
Even for a sage, dealing with this wouldn't be so easy.
Moreover, the demon race is not without its saints.
How could Nuwa not benefit from Di Jun and Tai Yi's actions against the West?
They had no intention of offering assistance.
How could Jieyin and Zhunti possibly profit from the Lich King without paying a price?
They also enjoyed watching the West make a fool of itself.
Cihang was among the first to set off for the West.
Although he didn't intend to participate, how could he miss such a major battle?
This is a rare clash between sages.
Watching a battle up close not only allows one to appreciate the wisdom of a sage, but also to discover their strength and depth.
Although he has no obvious conflict with the saints now, they are all potential enemies in the future.
By gaining a better understanding of their capabilities, Cihang can better plan for his own future.
On Western Mount Sumeru, the Jieyin and Zhunti instantly darkened.
"What a Witch and Demon Clans and demons! What a Nuwa! Do they think the West is easy to bully?!"
Zhunti instantly erupted in fury.
"Nuwa is using the two of us to establish her authority!"
The look of suffering on Jieyin's face deepened, and his words were filled with resentment.
They said they looked down on the Witch and Demon Clans, but they still knew about their fighting strength.
If there were only two races, the two of them could handle it with ease.
But if Nuwa were added to the Nuwa, the outcome of this battle would truly be unpredictable.
Although Nuwa never made a move after becoming a saint, she was the first saint to attain enlightenment.
"In the end, it was our greed that brought such calamity upon the world!"
Jieyin felt a pang of regret.
They were too hasty and misjudged Nuwa's attitude.
Perhaps Nuwa was more powerful than they anticipated, otherwise she wouldn't have had the desire to establish her authority through them.
Although their minds were filled with countless thoughts, it did not hinder their preparations.
Zhunti has fully activated the Mount Sumeru defensive formation and arranged for a group of disciples to guard the formation's core.
Under the Jieyin of the imperial messenger, the Eight Treasures Merit Pool shone brightly, giving rise to golden lotuses that merged into the Mount Sumeru Array.
"Boom!"
A sudden whooshing sound rang out.
Red Embroidered Ball fell from the sky, crashing down on Mount Sumeru like a blazing sun.
Before the Red Embroidered Ball could actually fall, Jieyin had already stepped out of the formation.
The Twelve-Petal Merit Golden Lotus blocked the attack of the Red Embroidered Ball.
"Boom!"
The Merit Golden Lotus trembled violently, scattering golden light and reflecting brilliant colors.
The Red Embroidered Ball flew back and landed in front of Nuwa.
"Nuwa, why did you rashly attack my western region?"
Even the compassionate Jieyin couldn't help but show anger.
"Why didn't you know that I made the move, fellow Daoist?"
You've schemed against me, Nuwa, so why do you think I'd just sit back and let it go?
You are Jieyin a saint, but I, Nuwa, cannot be deceived.
"If you dare to attack me, you'll pay the price!"
With the blessing of divine power, Nuwa's voice resounded throughout the West.
The Red Embroidered Ball flew out of her hand again, crashing down towards the Jieyin, reflecting the crimson glow of the sky.
She came here for revenge, but she didn't want to be seen as arrogant and domineering.
Jieyin did not try to explain, but instead used the Merit Golden Lotus to protect himself and launched an attack on Nuwa with the Six Roots Pure Bamboo.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The holy war erupted instantly, its invisible power enveloping an area spanning billions of miles.
Countless mountains and rivers were instantly shattered, and the earth fractured into deep abysses.
"Nuwa, you've gone too far!"
This scene nearly shattered Zhunti's composure, causing him to Blessing Divine Pestle and attack Nuwa.
"Today, let us witness the power of a sage!"
"Boom"
The Twelve Ancestor Witches arrived in an instant and withstood Zhunti's attack with all their might!
"The Great Array of All Heavens' Fiend Gods, activate!"
After the attack, the Twelve Ancestor Witches instantly formed an array.
Pangu True Body reappeared in the Primordial World, and he swung his giant palm down towards Zhunti.
Even without the blessing of Buzhou Mountain, the power of Pangu True Body was still terrifying.
Di Jun and Tai Yi were a step too late, and they secretly regretted missing this opportunity to establish their authority.
However, they did not compete with the Ancestral Witch. In terms of combat strength alone, Pangu True Body was indeed stronger than the Great Zhou Celestial Array.
The two exchanged a glance and immediately set up the Great Zhou Celestial Array, trapping the entire Mount Sumeru within it.
At the same time, the killing formation was activated, and billions of stars crashed down, creating ripples on the Mount Sumeru formation.
Di Jun used the River Diagram and Luo Book to suppress the Great Zhou Celestial Array, and commanded the Heaven and Earth Seal to transform into a golden crow that crashed into Mount Sumeru with all its might.
Tai Yi also summoned the Eastern Emperor Bell, and its invisible sound pierced through the great formation, shocking all the cultivators of Mount Sumeru.
Such repeated attacks caused all the disciples of Mount Sumeru to show expressions of fear.
With the mountain-protecting formation in place, the power of the Star Dou Great Formation couldn't affect them.
However, the sound of the Eastern Emperor Bell directly attacked the Primordial Spirit True Spirit.
The expressions of the Bhaisajyaguru Maitreya's disciples changed, and they immediately sat cross-legged in the void, reciting the scriptures and doctrines with all their might.
Under their guidance, the Western Teachings disciples barely managed to enter a meditative state, using supreme scriptures to resist the Eastern Emperor Bell's attack on their primordial spirits.