Xuanming also had a human face and a bird's body, but her feet stood on two scarlet giant pythons, while green snakes pierced her ears.
Zhu Rong and Gonggong, the two supreme gods of fire and water, formed a sky full of fire clouds and water dragons.
The Ancestral Witches each took their positions, forming the Twelve Heavenly Fiend God Formation. With a collective roar, all the Ancestral Witches released waves of fierce fiendish energy from their bodies, which gathered in the center of the formation. Slowly, the illusory figure of a burly man covered in coiled veins appeared there. It was none other than Pangu, the great god who had created the heavens and earth.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches flashed and completely merged into the illusory figure of the burly man.
As the formation took shape, Pangu's phantom grew clearer and clearer, becoming just like a real person. Before long, his entire body truly congealed.
The moment Pangu's True Body appeared, a mass of chaotic lightning appeared in each of his hands. He raised them and struck at the Grand Formation of the Stars. With a rumble, the entire formation shook violently, as though it were about to collapse.
"Damn it! Is this the 'Twelve Heavenly Fiend God Formation' that the Witch Race has guarded as its secret all this time?"
Di Jun watched as two bolts of Chaos Divine Thunder descended, killing more than a million ordinary Demon Race warriors with their shockwaves. His hatred surged. He had never expected them to suffer casualties even under the protection of the Grand Formation of the Stars.
"All troops, pour in your full magic power and hold out until the manifestation of Pangu's True Body ends!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi's expression was equally ugly. At his command, all the emperors, marshals, and demon gods led their respective forces and began fighting with everything they had.
Although Pangu's True Body had appeared in the Primordial World for the first time, Di Jun and Tai Yi were both supreme mighty cultivators with immense experience. They naturally knew that this kind of summoning formation came at an enormous cost. The Twelve Ancestral Witches could not manifest Pangu's True Body forever. As long as they endured this period, the Witch Race would be finished.
The Eastern Emperor Bell, Fuxi's Zither, Rivers and Mountains Painting, Luoshu, Hetu, Witch Slaying Sword, Star River Slaying Witch Blade, and a host of other supreme treasures were all entrusted to the Grand Formation of the Stars, increasing the formation's power.
"Kill!"
The Witch Race army gathered the power of the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Souls Formation to assist Pangu's True Body. Amid the howling of countless Fierce Ghosts, they transformed into a gigantic Ghost King, carrying endless, vicious, chilling Ghost Qi as it repeatedly slammed into layer upon layer of resplendent starlight.
The Grand Formation of the Stars flashed chaotically before suddenly erupting with boundless starlight. Every ray carried the stellar power accumulated by the heavenly stars over countless millions of years. The Great Witches were somewhat better off with the protection of the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Souls Formation, but the moment ordinary lesser Witches and Witch-Humans were covered by the starlight, they were crushed directly into blood mist.
Just from the shockwaves of the counterattack, more than a million Witch Race warriors were blasted into blood mist by the Grand Formation of the Stars, losing their lives.
When the Twelve Ancestral Witches saw that the Demon Race's Grand Formation of the Stars could truly block the Chaos Divine Thunder, they immediately grew anxious. Pangu's True Body had its limits and could not exist forever. Their minds were linked, and in an instant, they began burning their own essence blood.
The essence blood of an Ancestral Witch was Pangu's blood. After obtaining Pangu's blood, the phantom of Pangu suddenly became animated. It even began to speak, shouting repeatedly, "Bring me the axe! Bring me the axe! Bring me the axe!"
After the three shouts, the laws within Pangu's phantom condensed into the phantom of the Heaven-Opening Axe. Taishang Laojun and the Primordial Heavenly Venerate, who were watching the battle, felt their supreme treasures—the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner—shaking violently.
"I never thought that the Pangu True Body summoned by the Witch Race could truly manifest a trace of Pangu's spiritual awareness."
The two Saints wore complicated expressions. With a wave of their hands, the supreme treasures they had refined for countless years once again fell silent. Trying to take a supreme treasure from the hands of a Saint was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun could not accomplish it without using the power of the Heavenly Dao.
Nothing happened here because of Pangu's True Body, but Eastern Emperor Taiyi was in dire trouble. His companion supreme treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell, suddenly shook and broke free of his control, attempting to fly out of the Grand Formation of the Stars. If Eastern Emperor Taiyi had not reacted quickly and immediately suppressed it, the treasure truly would have escaped into the void.
"Open the Heavens!"
When the Twelve Ancestral Witches saw the Eastern Emperor Bell move, they were overjoyed. The bell's former position was already in a vacuum, and half of Eastern Emperor Taiyi's power was suppressing the rampaging supreme treasure.
"Crack!"
The Heaven-Opening Axe hacked down viciously. Amid a violent rumble, the boundless starry sky formed by the Grand Formation of the Stars cracked like a mirror, splitting into countless fractures. As the formation's core, Di Jun endured immense pressure, and half of his body exploded. The two supreme treasures, Hetu and Luoshu, were blasted away for a hundred thousand miles.
"Not good! The 'Grand Formation of the Stars' has broken!"
Demon Master Kunpeng's expression remained normal, without revealing the slightest abnormality, but he was already trembling with fear inside. When he saw the Grand Formation of the Stars break and half of Di Jun's body disappear, his first thought was that Di Jun had been killed by the Heaven-Opening Axe. Two streams of treasure light happened to fly toward him. Looking closely, he saw that they were Hetu and Luoshu.
By then, he was scared witless, and his mind was completely blank. Without thinking, Demon Master Kunpeng swept up the two streams of treasure light and suppressed them. He transformed into his Kunpeng True Body, flew out of the shattered Grand Formation of the Stars, spread his wings, and headed straight for the chaos.
"Damn it!"
Di Jun saw this and turned deathly pale with fury. He was currently doing everything he could to restore his True Body and did not even have time to recall his supreme treasures. He could only watch helplessly as Demon Master Kunpeng fled.
As more and more cracks appeared across the Grand Formation of the Stars, and more and more breaches opened, the formation had reached its limit. After Pangu's True Body unleashed its Heaven-Opening strike, the phantom of the Heaven-Opening Axe vanished once again. Even Pangu's entire True Body grew illusory and began to tremble.
Clearly, not only had the Demon Race reached its limit—the Witch Race's trump card could not hold out much longer either.
"Rumble!"
At last, both formations shattered. The figures of the Twelve Ancestral Witches emerged, while the Demon Race had also prepared for this. Under the organization of the many demon gods, formations of Lesser Grand Formation of the Stars formed once again. The armies of both sides instantly crashed together like raging floods.
"Damn that Kunpeng for fleeing in the middle of battle! Otherwise, the 'Grand Formation of the Stars' could have held out a little longer. We might even have worn down the Witch Race!"
With the Eastern Emperor Bell above his head, Eastern Emperor Taiyi charged at the front, furious beyond measure. If this had not been a battle to the death, he would have already entered the chaos and hacked Kunpeng into a thousand pieces.
Emperor Xi Fuxi casually killed two Great Witches and sighed. "I never thought Kunpeng would be so short-sighted. If our Heavenly Court falls, where could he, Kunpeng, possibly escape to?"
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