On the Primordial Desolation Earth.
The Gonggong Tribe occupied the Northwestern Wilderness, a land of vast marshes and abundant Water Element Power.
The Zhurong Tribe, on the other hand, lived in the Southern Mountains, where lava flowed and fires raged.
The two Ancestral Witch had personalities that mirrored the power they wielded: one was as cold and deep as an icy pool, sinister and profound; the other was as violent and fiery as fire, ready to explode at the slightest provocation.
The border between the two tribes has always been a fertile ground for conflict.
Di Jun sent out trusted spies, some of Form Transformation Witch Citizen and others disguised themselves as local demons, active on the fringes of the two tribes.
They spread rumors through the friction and fighting. In the Gonggong Tribe, they said that Zhurong had threatened to use heavenly fire to boil the northwest marshland dry, and that Gonggong was Zhurong's defeated opponent. In the Zhurong Tribe, they said that Gonggong ridiculed Zhurong's fire as nothing more than embers in Stove Hearth, not even a fraction of the power of the Ancestral Witch Xuanming's frost.
The spread of these rumors intensified the conflict between the two tribes; the Witch Clan's belligerence was no joke.
On this day, the two tribes clashed once again near a mineral vein rich in Spirit Crystal.
The initial shouting escalated into fistfights, and then the two sides unleashed Divine Ability and witchcraft, resulting in a fierce battle with flying sand and stones, and explosive clashes of water and fire.
Casualties began to appear, and the flames of hatred were instantly ignited.
What started as a minor conflict escalated into a major conflict due to the deliberate instigation of the Demon Clan and the Saint's behind-the-scenes manipulation of emotions between the two sides. Eventually, the conflict began to spread to the upper echelons of the Witch Clan and spiraled out of control.
"Zhurong, how dare your barbarians kill my sons!" Deep within the Gonggong Tribe, the Gonggong Ancestral Witch sensed the death of his direct subordinates on the battlefield and flew into a rage, stirring up a massive black water wave that surged Southern Region with the force of thunder.
"Gonggong, how dare you accuse others first! Today I will shatter your tortoise shell!" In the center of the Zhurong Tribe, Zhurong, who was also burning with rage due to the same loss, rose up upon hearing the voice, transformed into a giant of flames ten thousand feet tall, and rode on a lava dragon, crashing head-on into the giant.
The clash of the two Ancestral Witch caused the heavens and earth to collapse, and tsunamis and mountains to burn.
The ordinary Witch Clan were terrified and scattered, none daring to approach.
Boom!
Water dragons and fire dragons tore and fought fiercely, the icy cold Dark Water and the divine fire that incinerated all things clashed wildly, and fragments of Laws scattered everywhere, plowing countless terrifying void cracks in the surrounding space.
"Gonggong, do you even deserve to be called the Ancestral Witch power with the little Heavy Water you control?"
"This is an insult to the Father God's reputation!" Zhurong roared, his giant fiery fist slamming into the Dark Water shield that Gonggong had condensed.
"Hehe, Zhurong, all you do is flatter yourself. Your Zhurong Divine Fire is just self-sealed. Even the true fire of those two three-legged birds is much stronger than yours!"
"When I flood the Primordial World one day, your lair will be the first place I'll destroy!" Gonggong's black hair danced wildly, and his fists drew upon the Nine Netherworld Cold Spring, sending countless icicles like billions of arrows hurtling towards Zhurong.
This was originally intended as a sparring match to release the pent-up energy and long-suppressed fighting spirit of the two, but unknowingly, the power of the Saint silently seeped in.
Laozi Tzu's Yin energy precisely targeted the already raging anger in Zhurong's heart, like a spark thrown into a pot of boiling oil!
At the same time, a dark force also began to entangle Gonggong's mind, subtly eroding his composure and restraint.
"Snort!"
"Roar!"
Almost simultaneously, the two of them grunted, feeling their anger and fighting spirit surge, their energy seemingly inexhaustible, and their combat power seemingly increased to a new level.
However, this unprecedented surge of violent rage, originating from within and reaching the top of his head, seemed to burn away all reason.
The next moment, when Gonggong and Zhurong looked at each other, their once closest Bloodline relatives now appeared particularly ferocious and hateful in their eyes. The competitive spirit they felt towards their mortal enemy and the blood debts between tribes all turned into an impulse to Destruction everything!
Their movements became increasingly exaggerated, and they gradually began to hold nothing back. Every attack went straight for the vital points, unleashing the power of the Laws that shook the four Eight Desolations.
In the midst of their fierce battle, the battlefield between the two involuntarily moved toward the center of the Primordial World, toward Buzhou Mountain, the pillar supporting heaven and earth!
Inside the Pangu Palace, other Ancestral Witches such as Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Qiangliang, and Xuanming all sensed the extremely intense battle fluctuations at the Ancestral Witch level.
"It's those two arch-enemies Gonggong and Zhurong, again!" Qiangliang, whose temper wasn't much Qiangliang, muttered. The fighting between these two was commonplace in their minds, and no one cared much.
Rushou shook his head and said, "
Keep fighting, keep fighting, you'll stop when you get tired.
Fights between brothers are commonplace; let them be, it's good for them to vent their anger.
Tianwu's eyes also held a hint of helplessness. "Sixth and Seventh are just incompatible. Let them be. It's better than wasting energy on the subordinates."
As the Eldest Brother, Dijiang sat firmly in the main position, his divine sense sweeping over the Two fighting fiercely, and he frowned slightly.
He felt that the Two had gone a bit too far in their fight, their attacks were too fierce and unrestrained, and the battlefield was slowly shifting towards Tianzhu, which seemed rather strange.
"Brothers, it seems that Sixth and Seventh Brother are a bit too hot-tempered this time?"
Zhujiuyin, the Ancestral Witch who could see through the mists of time, had a silvery reflection of the River of Time flowing in his eyes. He stared at it for a moment, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. "It seems their sparring has ignited even greater anger. It seems their fighting spirit has been reignited, and they want to prove themselves superior?"
Because of their opposing Laws, Gonggong and Zhurong often clashed, each wanting to outdo the other and prove that their own Laws were superior.
The Heavenly Secrets of this region, which had been disrupted by the Sect Master Tongtian, were now coming into play.
Zhujiuyin's observations were severely hampered, like trying to see through a fog, making it impossible to clearly capture even a trace of the Saint's power.
In Zhujiuyin's view, it seemed more like Gonggong and Zhurong had gotten stuck in a rut, or that they had been hurt by each other's unintentional words during the fierce battle.
"That's enough," Zhujiuyin finally said helplessly, "I couldn't see it very clearly."
However, the area under the Father God's oppressive aura is inherently more susceptible to influence.
It should be fine; let them vent. Just give the order to keep them away from Buzhou Pillar.
Although the group had their doubts, guided by the Bloodline- rooted kinship, they maintained the belief that "brothers sparring won't really cause any trouble." Furthermore, with the Heavenly Secrets being disturbed, even the wisest Zhujiuyin believed that this was just another ordinary sparring match.
After watching for a while, they went back to their own business, continuing to prepare for the Demon Clan's scheme, and did not rush to the scene to stop them immediately.
He only sent a telepathic message to the two, admonishing them. "Gonggong, Zhurong, that's enough! Don't go near the Father God's spine!"
However, Zhurong Gonggong, who had been driven to the brink of madness by the hidden power of the Saint, could no longer listen to any advice. Their eyes were filled only with the belief that they would completely defeat each other!
The battlefield between the two was drawing ever closer to Buzhou Mountain.
At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the wind and clouds changed color.
As time passed, the fight between the two intensified.
Under their merciless attacks, both sides were now quite injured, and they revealed their Ancestral Witch Dharma Form, their bodies as large as two towering mountains, their every move shaking the heavens and the earth.
Zhurong's entire body was engulfed in the Zhurong Divine Fire, capable of incinerating the void. His arms transformed into colossal lava hammers, each ten thousand feet long, imbued with the power of world-destroying Laws, as he roared:
Gonggong, today it is either you or me who perish!
Take this Heaven -Heaven-Burning Earth-Splitting!
Ah--Die!
He unleashed all his divine power, transforming it into a massive fiery meteor falling from the heavens, hurtling straight towards Gonggong —a desperate, all-or-nothing attack!
"Zhurong, come here!"
I will bury you, the Source of the Nine Netherworlds, in the Eternal Cold Abyss, so that Ten Thousand Rivers Return to Guixu!
Roar--"
Gonggong's eyes turned bloodshot, and he lost all reason, recklessly drawing upon all the Primordial World Water Element Power he could communicate with!
Instead of revealing a defensive form, the deep, inky Dark Water around him transformed into countless roaring, surging Minghe Black Dragons, coiling around his body in a drill-like shape to form a terrifying, rotating abyss-like black hole. Then, he transformed himself into the abyss, carrying the ultimate water Laws could annihilate everything, and resolutely faced the falling fiery meteor!
Water and fire represent the ultimate collision Primordial World two completely opposite, yet both most powerful, primordial forces.
The light of Destruction illuminated the entire Primordial World in an instant, dimming countless Stars.
The massive shockwave from the explosion swept across billions of miles in a spherical shape, shattering and collapsing space on a large scale, like a fragile glass mirror!
A violent torrent of energy swept across the heavens and earth.
Boom--Rumble--Crack!!!
This blow dealt a significant impact to Buzhou Mountain.
Gonggong and Zhurong were of Pangu Bloodline, and were of the same lineage as Buzhou Mountain. Due to their connection in origin, the mountain itself did not seem to provide sufficient defense against their attacks, and was instead cracked with numerous tiny fissures.
However, the two who were already engaged in a fierce battle had no time to pay attention to the situation at Buzhou Mountain. On the contrary, the Three Pure Ones, who were secretly observing the situation, noticed the slight crack, and their eyes flashed with surprise.
Ever since Hongjun and the others revealed the threat posed by Pangu, they have been working tirelessly to eliminate Pangu's influence and prevent his return.
The Buzhou Heavenly Pillar can be said to be the greatest symbol of Pangu. No matter where the creatures were in the Primordial World, they had all heard that Pangu's spine Incarnation into the Heavenly Pillar, supporting the sky. This Buzhou Mountain is Pangu's monument to his achievements.
As long as it exists, Pangu's influence will continue.
It's truly astonishing and surprising that the life-or-death battle between the two Ancestral Witch could inflict such great damage on the Heavenly Pillar!
"If we could use the power of the Ancestral Witch to destroy this Heavenly Pillar, that would be wonderful!"
The seed of this idea involuntarily sprouted in Three Pure Ones's mind, and it quickly began to grow into a large tree.
Bang, bang--!!!
Then came two more powerful collisions.
Especially this last collision, which far exceeded the initial force.
A single point of extreme light represents fire, while an extreme point of darkness represents water; they collide with a deafening roar!
Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at that moment, only to be torn apart completely by the violent torrent of energy in the next instant!
The Primordial World Firmament, like a torn brocade, revealed the hideous Chaos Void behind it!
The vast land also shifted and disintegrated inch by inch!
But at the very heart of that Destruction storm, a strange silence fell for a moment.
As the light faded, Zhu Rong's Zhurong yet bewildered face was revealed in the center of the battlefield. His final, all-out attack had failed to defeat Gonggong immediately!
After enduring this earth-shattering blow, Gonggong's massive Ancestral Witch True Body was covered in terrifying cracks, and its very essence suffered severe damage.
But instead of collapsing, he raised his head and stared intently at Zhurong. His blood-red eyes held endless shame, anger, and frustration. However, when he saw Zhurong's surprised look, all of this was ignited into extreme madness and erupted instantly!
"Zhu... Rong..." Gonggong's voice was hoarse, like that of a dying beast.
I am your sworn enemy!
Looking at Zhurong's condition and then at his own injuries, he realized that under normal circumstances he was no longer able to defeat her.
However, he had nowhere to vent his anger and resentment. His eyes darted to the towering pillar to the side, and suddenly an idea popped into his head.
Then, under the astonished gaze of Zhurong and the satisfied gaze of the Saint had secretly orchestrated this situation.
Gonggong gathered all the remaining power within his Ancestral Witch Body and suddenly changed direction!
Carrying the most resolute and tragic grief and Destruction will since the World Creation, it crashed violently into the distant spine that supported the Primordial Desolation World —the majestic, magnificent, sacred, and Buzhou Heavenly Pillar of Heaven!!!
"Zhurong, if you're making my life miserable, then none of us will be able to live a miserable life!!!"
Boom--Crack! Crack! Crack!!!!!
Throughout the entire Primordial Desolation World, countless beings, regardless of their cultivation level or location, heard a few crisp sounds deep within their souls.
The final sound surpassed all other deafening noises, like the crisp crack of the very structure of Heaven and Earth Origin breaking, echoing throughout the entire Primordial World universe!
That wasn't an ordinary cracking sound; it was the sound of the pillar of the Primordial Desolation Origin breaking!
It is also the lament of Pangu's Spine, a declaration that the World Foundation is shaken!
That Buzhou Heavenly Pillar, that mountain that connects heaven and earth, containing the Pangu's Will and supreme power, symbolizing the balance and stability of the primordial Primordial Desolation World, ultimately could not withstand the Destruction power generated by the collision of the strongest primordial Laws of the two Ancestral Witch after they lost their minds and were fueled by others.
The original three collisions had already created countless huge cracks in Buzhou Mountain. Gonggong's final, self-sacrificing blow was the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing Buzhou Mountain to collapse.
With a deafening roar of collapse, this majestic mountain, which had existed for countless ages, crumbled from bottom to top!
The central part of the towering peak had been shattered and began to disintegrate inch by inch. The mountain fragments, heavier than Stars, along with broken Law Chains, collapsed Earth Vein Spiritual Energy, and fragments of Pangu's Pangu's Will had been condensed for eternity, flew in all directions like a world-destroying meteor shower!
After the middle of the mountain collapsed, the upper half of the mountain, under the influence of enormous inertial force, slid down and separated from the main body, carrying many huge fragments, and fell to one side of the Primordial Desolation Earth, casting a huge shadow that Shrouding the Heavens.
The lower half of the mountain was shaken violently, its foundations crumbled, and the enormous energy shockwave triggered an unprecedented catastrophe, disrupting the Earth Veins, causing volcanic eruptions, and overturning the four seas!
The Primordial Desolation Continent was violently shaking, as if it were about to return to the Beginning of Chaos.