"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
With neither side having their supreme formations, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Eastern Emperor Bell immediately unleashed its full power. The number one expert beneath the saints instantly targeted powerful Ancestral Witches such as Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, and Tianwu, waves of chaos qi surging toward the Ancestral Witches.
Strands of Heavenly Demon Divine Thunder condensed in his palms. A single strike sent Dijiang's true body reeling, layer upon layer of wounds clearly visible. The Ancestral Witch's blood dyed Mount Buzhou red.
Fuxi possessed a supreme treasure and boundless magical power. He likewise held back two Ancestral Witches alone. The two sides clashed repeatedly, shattering patches of void, and even Mount Buzhou trembled violently.
A group of mighty cultivators collided, and everything within a radius of ten thousand li was vaporized. Solar True Fire swept across heaven and earth. The other Great Witches, lesser Witches, demon soldiers, and demon generals were caught within the terrifying shockwaves the moment they entered the battlefield's range, and entire armies of both races were reduced to ashes.
At this point, which mighty cultivator could still care whether those nearby were allies?
The sky resembled a shattered mirror, covered in cracks and on the verge of completely breaking apart. The earth sank. With Mount Buzhou at the center, boundless power swept across the six directions and eight reaches, and the terrain of the entire Primordial World began to undergo drastic changes.
The sky-supporting pillar, Mount Buzhou, the number one divine mountain of the Primordial World formed from Pangu's spine, seemed unable to withstand the fierce decisive battle between the two races. Ever since the fighting began, Mount Buzhou had been shaking, as though it might collapse at any moment.
By now, no one cared about that anymore. Apart from fighting with their lives on the line,