The Tang Clan Tribe's Secret Technique

Li Peng knew that if the Three Pure Ones could withstand this move, he would have to use the Hunyuan Limitless Grand Unity Golden Immortal trial card. He took a deep breath, raised his greatsword, and gathered his strength again. Yin-Yang Qi coiled around the sword, and a powerful, sharp aura erupted from within him. A moment later, he opened his eyes and swung his sword, unleashing a colossal sword energy entwined with endless Yin-Yang Qi that tore through the air.

Where the sword energy passed, space itself ripped apart. The Yin-Yang grinding disc cast by Laozi was instantly sent flying, and the intercepting sword energies unleashed by Yuanshi and Tongtian shattered like glass. The Three Pure Ones urgently activated the Heaven and Earth Golden Yellow Exquisite Pagoda for defense, but its protective light screen collapsed with a roar. The sword energy pierced through their bodies, and the screams of the Three Pure Ones echoed through the Chaos.

Laozi's legs were broken, Yuanshi was cut in half at the waist, and Tongtian's right side was missing. The destructive sword energy lingering around the wounds prevented them from regenerating. Li Peng did not stop, leaping forward to behead the Three Pure Ones again. Just as his blade was about to descend, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking in front of them.

Li Peng knew without turning around that the only one who would appear to save the Three Pure Ones at this moment was Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

After all, besides him, no one else likely cared about the lives of the Three Pure Ones.

"Dao Ancestor Hongjun! What do you mean by this?" Li Peng asked, his expression grim.

"The Three Pure Ones cannot die," Dao Ancestor Hongjun replied calmly.

"The Three Pure Ones colluded with the Demon Clan to attack me and the Human Race. Now they have been defeated, and you tell me they cannot die? Do you think I, Li Peng, have no one to rely on?" Li Peng retorted coldly.

At the same time, he silently chanted in his heart, "Use the Hunyuan Limitless Grand Unity Golden Immortal trial card!"

"Ding! Hunyuan Limitless Grand Unity Golden Immortal trial card used successfully! Countdown begins: 23 hours, 59 minutes, 12 seconds..."

As the countdown started, Li Peng's cultivation began to climb madly.

He broke through from the late stage of Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal all the way to the peak of Hunyuan Limitless Grand Unity Golden Immortal (Heavenly Dao peak) before finally stopping.

As his cultivation surged, a terrifying aura erupted from him, sweeping across the surroundings without reservation.

The Three Pure Ones and the Western Second Saints felt this aura, and their expressions changed drastically, their hearts filled with dread.

They finally realized that Li Peng had not gone all out just now. If he had fought seriously, they would likely have all perished with a single move.

For a moment, both the Three Pure Ones and the Western Second Saints showed deep fear in their eyes, secretly vowing in their hearts: From now on, they would never be enemies with Li Peng again.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun heard Li Peng's words and felt the Heavenly Dao peak aura emanating from him, a sense of helplessness rising in his heart.

Judging solely by his aura, Li Peng had already reached the Heavenly Dao peak, and the Yin-Yang Demon God behind him was likely even more powerful than himself.

If he were in the Primordial Era and could borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun could still exert the strength of the Heavenly Dao peak. However, he dared not fight the Yin-Yang Demon God here—it would inevitably lead to the destruction of the entire Primordial Era.

And within the Chaos, he could only exert the strength of the late Heavenly Dao stage. How could he contend with the Yin-Yang Demon God?

Seeing Li Peng's aura erupt, Dao Ancestor Hongjun could only ask helplessly, "Then what must I do for you to spare the Three Pure Ones?"

Li Peng smiled slightly upon hearing this. "Since the Three Pure Ones initiated this conflict and have now been defeated, they should naturally compensate me."

"Speak, what do you want?" Dao Ancestor Hongjun gritted his teeth.

Li Peng knew that the time for bargaining had arrived.

At the same time, Li Wu's battle with the Zhou Tian Star Formation had already begun.

After several exchanges, both Di Jun and Li Wu had figured out the other's strengths and weaknesses. The Zhou Tian Star Formation had a magnificent aura, and its power far surpassed Li Wu's. However, Li Wu's movements were agile, and the formation's attacks repeatedly missed, allowing him to shatter its corners and inflict casualties on the Demon Clan.

Di Jun felt quite helpless about this.

"Big Brother! This Li Wu is exceptionally cunning. If we continue to fight like this, it will be difficult to determine a winner even after ten thousand years!" Eastern Emperor Tai Yi said indignantly.

Di Jun frowned and sighed, "His movement techniques are too flexible, making him truly difficult to deal with."

Just as the two were worrying, Bai Ze suddenly spoke, "Your Majesties, there is no need to worry. It is not difficult to force Li Wu to fight head-on."

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi hurriedly asked, "What clever plan does Bai Ze have?"

"It's merely glimpsing a flaw in Li Wu," Bai Ze said with a faint smile.

Di Jun urged, "Speak quickly."

Bai Ze stated directly, "We only need to shift our attacks to the areas where the Human Race gathers. Li Wu will surely not dare to stand by and will definitely step forward to protect them. Otherwise, the Human Race will suffer heavy casualties."

Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi heard the plan and felt that although it was vicious, it was indeed effective.

With the decision made, Di Jun immediately redirected his attacks. Meteors condensed from the power of countless stars plunged towards the Human Race's dwellings.

Continuous booming sounds echoed, mountains and rivers shattered, and rivers flowed backward. Spiritual roots and immortal herbs were all destroyed, and countless humans perished within.

With this single blow, countless lives vanished instantly!

In a short period, an area of several million miles in front of the Zhou Tian Star Formation turned into a dead zone, devoid of any life.

When Li Wu sensed the casualties inflicted on the Human Race by Di Jun's attack, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared, "Di Jun, I will kill you!"

Before his voice faded, layers of blood flames ignited around Li Wu, and his aura began to climb rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, his aura had surged to the peak of the early Saint stage.

Di Jun sensed Li Wu's change and exclaimed in shock, "This madman is actually burning his essence blood? Is he trying to fight to the death!"

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, however, sneered, "So what if he burns his essence blood? Can he still break our Zhou Tian Star Formation?"

Just then, Li Wu charged directly towards the Zhou Tian Star Formation.

Seeing this, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi both sneered, "Seeking his own death!"

Immediately, Di Jun controlled the formation to open a gap, allowing Li Wu to charge in.

Li Wu's action was one of desperation.

If Di Jun were allowed to continue attacking with the Zhou Tian Star Formation, the casualties among the Human Race would be immeasurable.

To save more lives, he had no choice but to charge into the formation and confront Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi head-on.

He originally intended to stall by kite-fighting until his main body returned, but now he couldn't wait any longer.

The Witch Clan, Pangu Hall.

"This is simply unbelievable!" Zhu Rong exclaimed in shock, "Gonggong, hit me to see if I'm dreaming?"

A crisp "snap" echoed.

"That hurt! Why'd you hit my face?" Zhu Rong roared.

"Didn't you tell me to hit you?" Gonggong asked with an innocent expression.

"But you didn't say I couldn't hit your face!"

"And you didn't say I couldn't hit your face either."

The other Ancestor Witches ignored their bickering. Di Jiang, with a solemn expression, spoke, "I am increasingly convinced by Zhu Jiuyin's premonitions of the future."

Upon hearing this, all the Ancestor Witches fell silent, even Zhu Rong and Gonggong quieted down.

Zhu Jiuyin inquired, "Brother, do you mean we should join forces with the Demon Clan to eliminate the Human Race first?"

Di Jiang hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.

This decision caused an uproar among the Ancestor Witches.

"I object!" an Ancestor Witch shouted sternly, "The Human Race is tied to our sister's bloodline; I will never agree to attack them!"

"If we really do that, how will Sister Houtu face us in the future?" Zhu Rong was the first to object.

"I also disagree! The Human Race has never wronged the Witch Clan. Now that they are in trouble, we should at least not add insult to injury. I, Gonggong, will never do such a despicable thing." Gonggong immediately stood up to declare his stance.

"I object too! Our Witch Clan has always fought against heaven and earth; when did we start relying on schemes and tricks?" She Bi Shi said disdainfully.

In an instant, six Ancestor Witches stood up one after another, all expressing their opposition.

Such a strong reaction caught Di Jiang off guard.

"We are all brothers and sisters; can't we just speak our minds?" Di Jiang forced a smile.

"I believe that even if the Witch Clan declines in the future, it will have little to do with the Human Race. Just as the decline of the three primordial clans had nothing to do with our Witch and Demon clans," Xuan Ming said calmly.

Di Jiang's expression stiffened upon hearing this; he understood the deeper meaning behind Xuan Ming's words.

"Little sister, what do you mean?" Di Jiang asked stiffly.

"From the future scenes revealed by Zhu Jiuyin, the Witch Clan and Demon Clan will ultimately suffer mutual destruction, following the path of decline of the three primordial clans. The urgent matter is not to discuss how to deal with the Human Race, but to consider how to preserve the bloodline of the Witch Clan and avoid the calamity of extinction," Xuan Ming said helplessly.

All the Ancestor Witches nodded in agreement. Di Jiang also abandoned the idea of attacking the Human Race.

Zhou Nei Si Lu

"Quick! Warriors, take the elderly and children and move at full speed! We don't know when the Demon Clan will pursue us; we must reach the ancestral land of the Human Race as soon as possible," urged Tang Jun, the leader of the Tang Clan Tribe.

Before he could finish speaking, a gust of demonic wind suddenly swept in.

"All stand on guard! The Demon Clan is here!" Tang Jun sensed the abnormality and shouted immediately.

The warriors reacted instantly, grabbing their weapons and forming a battle formation.

As soon as the formation was complete, a cold voice echoed from all directions:

"No need to run. Today, all of you will remain here and become our food!"

The humans' faces grew grim as they scanned their surroundings, but they saw no trace of anyone.

"You cowardly little demons hiding in the shadows dare to play tricks here? Show yourselves if you have the guts!" Tang Jun roared.

"Hahaha! Since you're begging us to come out, don't regret it!" a disdainful voice sounded from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of demons appeared, visible to Tang Jun and the others.

Seeing the despair on his tribesmen's faces, Tang Jun immediately shouted, "Pull yourselves together! Even if we die, we'll take some demons down with us!"

Upon hearing his cry, the eyes of the tribesmen lit up with a frenzied glow, clearly resolved to fight to the death.

"You ants, how dare you claim you can take us down with you? A small tribe without even a single Golden Immortal dares to speak so boldly!" the leading demon sneered.

Tang Jun and the others' hearts sank. A demon that could see through their cultivation level must be far superior in strength. The morale they had just mustered immediately collapsed.

Just as Tang Jun was about to rally his tribesmen again, a large expanse of white light suddenly descended from the sky, enveloping all the demons.

The next moment, to everyone's astonished gaze, the demons turned into dust.

As the white light dissipated, a young man who resembled Li Peng appeared.

The crowd quickly prostrated themselves, "Thank you, Saint Father, for saving our lives!"

The White Lotus Daoist had no intention of explaining; after all, it was common for him to be mistaken for his main body during his travels.

"You should leave quickly. I still need to save other humans," he said calmly before vanishing from his spot.

It turned out that the Golden Lotus, Black Lotus, White Lotus Daoist, Kong Xuan, and others were leading the Human Race and elite Phoenix Clan members in multiple teams, rescuing their kin everywhere.

Within the Zhou Tian Star Formation.

As soon as Li Wu entered the formation, he unleashed a full-powered punch forward.

The fist seal surged out, and space collapsed wherever it passed, stars shattered, countless demons instantly had their souls annihilated, and the entire great formation trembled with it.

"How can this strike be so terrifying?" Eastern Emperor Tai Yi exclaimed.

"He's burning his vital blood; this state won't last long. We just need to hold our formation and stall for time, and victory will surely be ours," Di Jun analyzed calmly, continuously forming seals with his hands.

As the seals flowed, the Zhou Tian Star Formation began to operate.

A moment later, Di Jun shouted, "Zhou Tian Stars, descend!"

Ancient stars, each millions of miles in diameter, smashed down towards Li Wu.

Li Wu's brow furrowed at the sight. The stars in the sky were endless. If he were to get entangled here, he feared he would burn out his vital blood without even slightly harming the Demon Clan. Time was pressing; he had to heavily injure the Demon Clan within a limited time, or burning his vital blood would be meaningless.

His gaze sharpened, and the vital blood within his body burned madly. Instantly, a Martial Soul, tens of billions of feet tall, clad in a dragon robe, appeared from within him, its appearance identical to Li Wu's. The Martial Soul was engulfed in ethereal blue flames, and Li Wu's aura surged continuously, breaking through the peak early Saint stage in an instant and reaching the mid-Saint stage realm.

Di Jun witnessed this scene and was horrified: Li Wu was burning his soul? Wasn't he afraid of utter annihilation? Eastern Emperor Tai Yi was also shocked into silence.

Just as the two were lost in thought, the Martial Soul, burning with ethereal blue flames, transformed into a beam of light and shot straight towards the core of the Zhou Tian Star Formation. Di Jun hurriedly waved his sleeve, and countless ancient stars rained down upon the Martial Soul. However, the Martial Soul ignored them and charged straight ahead.

The moment the Martial Soul collided with the endless stars, it exploded with a roar!

Stars shattered, space tore apart, and the entire Zhou Tian Star Formation trembled violently, nearly collapsing. Di Jun spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly suffering internal injuries from the terrifying ** impact. ** The shockwave swept outwards from the center, and countless demons wielding star banners turned to ash in this destructive energy.

Di Jun was extremely anxious. If this power were allowed to spread, all the demons present, except for the Grand Unity Golden Immortals in the distance, would be annihilated. He gritted his teeth and forced out large amounts of vital blood, spraying it onto the River Diagram and Luo Book.