Witch-Demon Conflict Intensifies, The First Great War

Rushou nodded and said, "The Demon Race has considerable momentum. Both Di Jun and Taiyi have severed two corpses and cultivated to the late Quasi-Saint stage. Nuwa, Fuxi, and Kunpeng are also not weak. We must be cautious and not underestimate them!"

"I observe that among the Demon Race, there are only three things that concern our Witch Clan. Eastern Emperor Taiyi's 'Eastern Emperor Bell,' Di Jun's 'River Diagram and Luo Book,' and finally the 'Grand Formation of the Stars.' We must devise countermeasures, otherwise, after a great battle, our losses will likely be significant," Zhujiuyin stated.

"Your words are wise. Taiyi, as the foremost expert of the Demon Race, is protected by a supreme treasure, making his combat strength such that even two or three of us Ancestral Witches would not be his match. This time, Taiyi has descended to the mortal realm, so we must find a way to break through the Eastern Emperor Bell's defenses and seize this excellent opportunity to slay him, thereby weakening the Demon Race's power!" Dijiang agreed.

"Hmph, since only Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the Demon Master Kunpeng have come this time, let us send one person to tie down Kunpeng, and the rest of us will surround Taiyi and kill him first. By then, even if Di Jun and the others descend to reinforce, it will be too late!" Gou Mang suggested a plan upon hearing Zhujiuyin's words.

Attacking strength with weakness and overwhelming numbers is the best strategy against the Demon Race!

As the foremost expert of the Heavenly Court, if Eastern Emperor Taiyi dies, the vast Heavenly Court will no longer be able to contend with our Witch Clan!

With the plan formulated, the entire Witch Clan mobilized. Twelve great tribes and millions of troops gathered near Mount Buzhou. The twelve Ancestral Witches personally led the main force of the Witch Clan for a decisive battle at "Mount Buzhou."

Five years later, in the Primordial Desolation calendar, the largest-scale war finally erupted.

Facing the Witch Clan's millions of troops, the Demon Race, led by Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Demon Master Kunpeng, Baize, Bifang, and other demon saints and gods, arrayed their millions of troops on the edge of "Mount Buzhou."

The two armies were separated by a hundred thousand li. Rolling killing intent surged like smoke, piercing the clouds. Above the thirty-three heavens, a continuous stream of Demon Race armies was gathering. Led by numerous demon saints and gods, they descended upon the peak of "Mount Buzhou" to reinforce Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Facing the Witch Clan's millions of troops, even Eastern Emperor Taiyi's expression was grave, daring not to be careless in the slightest.

Only when Di Jun's reinforcements arrived did Eastern Emperor Taiyi breathe a sigh of relief. He came to the front of the two armies, frowned slightly, and declared loudly, "You Witches, defying the Heavenly Emperor's decree and innocently slaughtering my Demon Race, and today you have even attacked Mount Buzhou. You Witches have committed heinous sins. Today, my Heavenly Court shall unleash the wrath of thunder and let you Witches know that heavenly might cannot be offended!"

"Stop your nonsense! As descendants of Pangu, we Witches are naturally the rightful lords of the Primordial Desolation. What right do you, mere feathered beasts, have to contend with us for dominion over the Primordial Desolation?" Gonggong rebuked loudly.

"Precisely! Mount Buzhou was left by Father God, and we dare not show the slightest disrespect by dwelling upon it. You beasts have actually occupied Mount Buzhou; you deserve death!" Zhu Rong, the most fiery of the Witch Clan, also shouted loudly. His voice rolled out, spreading across hundreds of millions of li of the Primordial Desolation.

Eastern Emperor's face twitched with rage. He then summoned the "Eastern Emperor Bell" and struck towards the Witch Clan army with a "boom." "Heavenly Court soldiers, follow me and charge, annihilate the Witches!" Immediately, millions of demon soldiers surged towards the Witch Clan army like a tide.

"Kill!" The Witch Clan also charged forward after a simple command from Zhujiuyin.

The first Witch-Demon War instantly erupted. In an instant, the heavens of the Primordial Desolation were stained with blood, and the overflowing spiritual energy was tinged with the smell of blood.

Across the Primordial Desolation continent, powerful figures from all sides observed the battle with their divine senses. Some who were inclined to meddle even personally arrived nearby, observing the Witch-Demon War while in hiding.

At this moment, with such a great battle erupting, even the "Upper Pure Palace" was not calm. Tongtian summoned his six disciples and personally used his great magic power to manifest a mirror image of the battle on Mount Buzhou.

Li Yunjing and the others knew this was a rare opportunity and watched this unprecedented battle with rapt attention.

A full eleven Ancestral Witches charged towards Eastern Emperor. Ancestral Witch Houtu personally took action, blocking the Demon Master Kunpeng.

The remaining Witch and Demon armies, however, became entangled in a chaotic melee, their identities indistinguishable. Within each other, they fought. Large-scale, indiscriminate spells were no longer applicable, and destructive attacks had no room to be unleashed. Small team battles were the most prevalent.

The entire battlefield covered an area of a million li. In an instant of engagement, blood stained the earth red. Countless corpses piled up on the battlefield, forming small mountains of bodies.

The eleven Ancestral Witches, knowing time was short, manifested their Ancestral Witch true forms one by one, raising fists as large as mountains and smashing them towards Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Although he was being ganged up on, Eastern Emperor Taiyi had the Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasure, the "Eastern Emperor Bell," above his head. For a time, although he was at an absolute disadvantage, it was not easy for the eleven Ancestral Witches to subdue him.

Fists, large as mountains, rained down upon the "Eastern Emperor Bell" in turns, striking so hard that the void rippled, and the heavens and earth seemed unable to withstand the attacks of the powerhouses on both sides.

At this critical juncture, Eastern Emperor Taiyi let out a great roar. The "Eastern Emperor Bell" let out a deafening sound, emitting waves of sonic energy that attacked the Ancestral Witches. The various powers of laws possessed by the Ancestral Witches were all annihilated by the sonic attack.

Twelve great figures at the Quasi-Saint level engaged in a desperate battle. The twelve of them clashed continuously in the void. Within a radius of a hundred thousand li, no one from either race could approach. The terrifying fluctuations of magical power annihilated everything in the world. The great heavens and earth of the Primordial Desolation seemed unable to withstand the battle between the two sides.

Cracks in space appeared, like shattered mirrors, revealing streaks of damage. The heavens and earth of the Primordial Desolation could not withstand such an intense battle at this level.

In an instant, the twelve great figures had exchanged thousands of blows. Divine blood splattered, and demon gods roared. Infinite power allowed them to pluck stars and capture the moon. The battlefield between Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the eleven Ancestral Witches continuously moved towards the highest heavens. The Primordial Desolation land could barely bear the life-or-death struggle of the Quasi-Saints.

Meanwhile, on the ground, Houtu commanded millions of Witch Clan troops. Her Ancestral Witch true form manifested, and the laws of earth emanated from her, continuously resisting Kunpeng's attacks from the void.

Grounded, Houtu was invincible. Every move was as heavy as a mountain. Even though Kunpeng, a divine beast, lunged from all directions, she still blocked him with ease, firmly restraining him and preventing him from reinforcing Eastern Emperor Taiyi or attacking other Witch Clan armies.

"Kunpeng, you are no match for me. Today, your Demon Race is doomed to fail!"

In just a hundred moves, Houtu gained an overwhelming advantage. Kunpeng, who had severed one corpse, could not break through Houtu's defenses with his attacks. He could only rely on his innate divine abilities, his figure constantly flashing around Houtu in a hit-and-run tactic.