After a fierce battle, Zhujiuyin was the most seriously injured, was the first to give out, giving Di Jun an opportunity to deliver a Killing Blow.
Dijiang swung his fist and slammed it hard towards Di Jun's neck. If this blow landed, it would break his neck!
Instead of dodging directly, Di Jun slightly turned his body to avoid the blow, letting the hard fist hit his shoulder blade, breaking tendons and bones, and leaving half of his arm numb!
The excruciating pain caused Di Jun to let out a muffled groan, but his eyes blazed with madness. Seizing this fleeting moment, he thrust out the Witch Slaying Sword at a cunning angle, like a venomous snake!
The target was not Dijiang, who possessed spatial abilities and was extremely fast, but Zhujiuyin, who was severely injured and whose movements had become sluggish!
"Second brother--"
Dijiang's eyes were bloodshot.
"Pfft!"
The dark red Witch Slaying Sword pierced through the hastily constructed protective time barrier of Zhujiuyin without any hindrance, and precisely stabbed into his heart!
Zhujiuyin's body stiffened abruptly, and the Time Law that sustained his life force dimmed and vanished instantly, like a candle flame being extinguished!
Instead of normal blood flowing from the wound, it was as if ice and snow were melting away, and the witch's body and primordial Essence Blood were being dissolved and disintegrated by the malevolent energy on the Witch Slaying Sword at an alarming speed!
The light in Zhujiuyin's eyes faded rapidly. He mustered his last bit of strength, grabbed Di Jun's hand, preventing him from taking the Witch Slaying Sword, and also restricting the other's movements.
He looked at Dijiang, and finally uttered only a few words: "Eldest Brother... kill..."
Ah-- Di Jun!
Dijiang gone completely mad!
The successive deaths of the Ancestral Witch brothers, including the last one, Zhujiuyin, before his very eyes, plunged Dijiang into an unprecedented rage.
Taking advantage of the moment when Di Jun had just pierced Zhujiuyin and was unable to use the Witch Slaying Sword because Zhujiuyin had entangled his arm, Dijiang abandoned all defense and, like the most ferocious beast, crashed into Di Jun's arms!
A pair of hands plunged deep into Di Jun 'Di Jun chest and abdomen, gripping his heart, and clenched into fists!
Di Jun was severely injured, and blood kept flowing from his mouth, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he took the opportunity to grab Dijiang tightly with his free arm to prevent him from escaping.
Knowing his life was over, Di Jun spat out golden Emperor's Blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs.
However, looking at Zhujiuyin, who had been pierced by the Witch Slaying Sword in his hand, and Dijiang, who was being held back and looked like a madman, Di Jun's eyes showed no anger or fear, but rather a kind of peace and tranquility after liberation.
"Hehe... cough cough... Dijiang..." Di Jun even chuckled softly, his voice broken and weary. "This calamity... I'm tired of fighting... Next time, why not come with me... to see the truth beyond this Primordial Desolation World... Our destiny... should be... the sea of Stars..."
At the same time, he did not hesitate to self-destruct his Primordial Spirit, vowing to drag the last two Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan down with him!
The last remaining trace of the Sun's primordial power within him erupted, and at the same time, his Primordial Spirit power also self-destructed!
Golden light suddenly burst forth from his cracked Demon Emperor body!
Boom--!
Another explosion, much smaller than the previous one, but with a different significance.
This was a self-destruction infused with the flesh, blood, soul, and will of both races' leaders, foreshadowing the end of the Tribulation Cycle!
The golden and dark red flames instantly engulfed the entangled Dijiang and Di Jun!
A flash of light left only a bottomless crater on the battlefield.
Everything, tangible and intangible, whether it was the fragments of Di Jun's crown or the divine souls of two top beings who once dominated the primordial Primordial World, vanished without a trace at this moment!
Emperor Jun the Demon Emperor, Emperor Jiang the Ancestral Witch of Space, and Zhu Jiuyin the Ancestral Witch of Time!
Thus, the leaders of the Witch and Demon Clans, who once symbolized the most powerful beings in the Primordial Desolation World: Dijiang and Di Jun, who had been entangled for countless eons, ultimately turned into Primordial World dust outside the Southern Heavenly Gate. Only the lingering baleful Baleful Qi and Stars fragments tell the tragic story of their end.
Just before Di Jun was about to self-destruct, he used his primordial Primordial Spirit power to make his final arrangements.
He threw out the Witch Slaying Sword and the River Diagram and Luo Shu, Primordial Spirit spiritual light had been greatly diminished, intending to leave these two Spiritual Treasure to his descendants.
The Nascent Soul Imprint stored within the Spiritual Treasure, carrying two precious artifacts, shot towards the Moon Star like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, bearing Di Jun's last wish.
However, the gaze of the supreme beings in the world, those Saints, never left this final battle.
Just as this faint stream of light was about to pierce through the smoke of battle and disappear into the range of the Moon Star, a sudden change occurred.
"Buzz!"
A deep and profound Daoist Dao Sound resounded through the void.
A vast scroll covering heaven and earth suddenly unfolded, with the Taiji Chi Daoist energy of black and white flowing endlessly, stabilizing the four directions of space. It was the Taiji Diagram, the supreme treasure of the Taiqing Saint's enlightenment!
The scroll trembled slightly, and an invisible power spread out. The Nascent Soul Light that carried Di Jun's last wishes was as if it had sunk into an endless quagmire and instantly stopped!
With a slight thought, Laozi sent out a black and white chain of mysterious light from the Taiji Diagram, which precisely coiled towards the Witch Slaying Sword and the River Diagram and Luo Shu, which were fixed in mid-air.
Just as the mysterious chains were about to touch the treasure at the critical moment...
"Whoosh!"
A streak of red light Space-Piercing through the air!
The crimson light, like a serpent spitting its tongue, arrived first despite being delayed, cleverly entangling itself in the gap between the mysterious light chains and the River Diagram and Luo Shu.
"Junior Sister Nuwa?" Laozi's voice was calm and still, his gaze piercing through the void as he looked towards the direction of the Empress Nuwa's Palace.
That red light was none other than the Red Embroidered Ball, Spiritual Treasure of Nuwa.
The Two them each held a significant portion of the Human Clan's Fortune. The Two had a premonition that the two treasures left behind by Di Jun would bring considerable opportunities to the Human Clan, or perhaps allow them to perform great Merit.
After a brief standoff, the Taiji Diagram, carrying the Baleful Qi aura of the Witch Slaying Sword, suddenly retracted, transforming into a stream of light and flying back into the Depths of Chaos, leaving behind Laozi with a soft, ambiguous hum.
The crimson light entwined with the River Diagram and Luo Shu shook gently, enveloping the Innate Spiritual Treasure, and vanished in an instant like a swallow returning to its nest.
The River Diagram and Luo Shu eventually landed on the Red Embroidered Ball and were taken back to the Empress Nuwa's Palace by Nuwa, awaiting Fuxi's revival and the future prosperity of the Human Clan.
On the Moon Star.
The two moon goddesses, Changxi and Xihe, felt an overwhelming sadness the moment Dijiang and Di Jun's aura completely vanished into the world.
Although I had already witnessed the entire tragic process through the Void Moon Mirror, the heart-wrenching pain was still unbearable when that closest and dearest connection was truly severed.
Immediately afterwards, they noticed the brief battle between the Saint on the battlefield. The two Saint fought over the treasures left behind by Di Jun. The Taiji Diagram took away the Witch Slaying Sword, Nuwa took away the River Diagram and Luo Shu with her Red Embroidered Ball.
"Big sister!" Changxi's voice trembled slightly, but her gaze was absolutely resolute.
His Your Majesty is gone, and the fate of my Demon Court has been greatly diminished!
It's time to leave this place of trouble and preserve the last hope of the Demon Clan!
Xihe took a deep breath, suppressing her surging grief and indignation. Her eyes regained their clarity, and she nodded emphatically. "That's the way to do it. Let's activate the Great Formation immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ghost Car, which had been gathering and waiting outside the palace, led Myriad Demons race forces who had escaped from the battlefield, along with Lu Ya, the Twelve Jade Rabbit Bloodline other descendants of Di Jun, as well as many promising descendants of the Demon Clan, into the passage leading to the Moon Star Core Formation Platform.
"Quickly! Get into position immediately!" Xihe shouted the order.
Without the slightest hesitation, the surviving Demon Saint, demon generals, and Star Lord quickly took their seats cross-legged on the massive Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation Diagram nodes, following positions they had practiced countless times before.
Those young and naive but exceptionally talented Demon Clan saplings were also firmly protected in the center by the older Demon God.
"The Moon, the Positioning of Qiankun!"
"Chaos Jieyin, my blood is my proof!" Changxi and Xihe stood at the core of the Formation Platform, their hands forming a seal at the same time, chanting ancient Stars divine script.
Their lunar authority resonated instantly with the ancestral Moon Ancestral Vein beneath their feet, causing the entire Moon Star to tremble slightly.
Buzz--!
The star patterns engraved on the Formation Platform, which are far more ancient and complex than the Stars in the Heavenly Cycle Stars, Dao Patterns up one by one. The Moonlight Essence, like a tangible silver stream, surged and flowed through the patterns, eventually converging at the center of the Formation Platform.
That point of profound Chaos light spun rapidly, spreading out to form a hazy, illusory portal leading to the endless Depths of Chaos!
Intense spatial fluctuations spread out like ripples on water, shaking the spatial structure of the Moon Star.
At the very moment the Moon Star Array was activated, the Divine Sense of the Three Pure Ones, after exploring the Demon Court, converged.
Their original intention was to explore the Demon Race Treasury and take its treasures to strengthen the Three Teachings.
However, when their Divine Sense penetrated the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and entered the treasure vault, the sight they saw caused the three Saints to pause in shock.
Where can one find a treasure trove of radiant light and mountains of Spirit Materials?
The vast space was completely empty and as clean as if it had been washed!
Only scattered fragments of low-grade materials and traces of transportation remained on the ground, testifying to how bountiful this place once was!
"Di Jun... impressive methods!" The Sect Master Tongtian's voice carried a hint of astonishment, which quickly turned into icy rage. "He actually emptied the treasure vault here!"
"Hmph, they must have prepared a backup plan for the needs of those exiles! How can we allow them to take them away so easily!"
The tone of the Yuanshi Tianzun Venerable turned cold. He was already quite displeased because he had failed to intercept the Spiritual Treasure River Diagram and Luo Shu, and now he was even more furious at the people of Moon Star who had activated the teleportation array.
His thoughts raced, and with a slight exertion of his Saint abilities, profound light surged forth, attempting to tear apart space and halt the operation of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation Diagram.
The Sect Master Tongtian also had this intention; the Qingping Sword Intent was hidden in the void, gathering its strength for release.
However, just as their power was about to descend upon Moon Star, from the direction of the Empress Nuwa's Palace, Nuwa snorted angrily, unleashing her Power of Saints, which collided head-on with the Divine Sense of the Three Pure Ones.
"My three senior brothers, the Demon Clan has fallen to this state, which is ordained by fate."
As Saint of the Demon Clan, I did not intervene in the outcome of the Tribulation Cycle.
Changxi Xihe were merely following the dying wish of the Demon Emperor Di Jun to preserve the seed of the Demon Clan Fire Seed and flee into the Chaos to live and die on their own. Since they had already escaped the Great Trend of the Primordial Desolation world, why pursue them relentlessly?
I urge my three senior brothers to stop now, so as not to damage our camaraderie as fellow disciples.
As Nuwa spoke, the Red Embroidered Ball on her head undulated slightly, emitting a mysterious halo.
The immense Human Race's fortune from her also fluctuated, subtly resonating with the Dao of Heavenly Dao.
Her words had already made many things clear.
Nuwa lost much of the Demon Clan's Demon Race Fortune due to their decline. Now that the Great Tribulation has passed, anyone who still pursues the Demon Clan is truly disrespecting her.
If the Three Pure Ones insist on opposing Nuwa for the resources of the Demon Court's treasure trove, it will not only be a loss of face, but may also cause unnecessary Karma entanglements.
Laozi's indifferent voice rang out at the opportune moment, giving Nuwa face:
The treasury is now empty, which must have been done by Di Jun for the sake of the clan's fate. It is futile for us to force it.
Moon Star has already initiated the Chaos teleportation, let it be.
At this moment, we sages should prioritize restoring order to the primordial chaos and the chaos of the world.
The Divine Sense of Yuanshi and Tongtian paused for a moment, but ultimately they did not make a move.
Nuwa has already taken action to seize the River Diagram and Luo Shu, making her stance clear.
It would be better to go with the flow and show the magnanimity of the Three Pure Ones than to risk a complete falling out with her for the sake of resources that would be lost after the great battle.
The two powerful Saintly Might receded like the receding tide, no longer interfering with the Moon Teleportation Array, which was gradually turning into a hazy light and shadow.
The voice of the Yuanshi Tianzun carried a hint of coldness. "Enough. The Tribulation Cycle is over; we still need to clean up the mess."
This can be seen as an acceptance of Laozi's conclusion.
Without the intervention of the Saint's power, the starlight on the enormous Formation Platform within the Moon Star shone brilliantly.
"Go!" With Xihe's clear shout, the Chaos portal at the core of the Formation Platform erupted with all-consuming light, enveloping all the Demon Clan figures on the array positions.
Changxi and Xihe He took one last look at the Thirty-Three Layered Heavens, then turned and resolutely stepped into the portal.
Buzz!!!
A spatial shockwave, hundreds or thousands of times stronger than before, swept outwards.
The entire Moon Star seemed to be constantly compressing and expanding. In just a few breaths, the surface of the Stars lost its luster and became extremely dim, as if it had instantly exhausted the Star Power accumulated over countless years.
The Formation Platform completely transformed into a massive spatial Whirlpool, which then abruptly closed!
The Moon Star returned to its lifeless state, leaving only the huge and intricate Dao Patterns inscriptions in its original location, which slowly cooled and disappeared.
Ghost Car, Lu Ya, and all the surviving Demon Clan, along with the teleportation Great Formation itself, have vanished without a trace.
Meanwhile, on the Primordial Desolation Earth...
Following Dijiang's final military order, Jiu Feng swiftly gathered all the surviving warriors from the Witch Clan's battlefield and silently embarked on their return journey. The pungent stench of blood permeated the area around the group, deterring any who might try to spy on them.
They traveled without any obstacles.
Houtu and Xuanming silently watched all of this through the Reincarnation, their presence subtly protecting the weary returning team.
Any force attempting to take advantage of the chaos, whether it be the remaining scattered Demon Clan soldiers or other Primordial World races, was intimidated by these grand and awe-inspiring Saintly Might and dared not make a single rash move.
The majestic and ancient Pangu Hall, exuding an aura of timelessness, is right before our eyes.
Driven by the power of the Jiu Feng, the heavy stone gate slowly opened, like an open embrace welcoming the descendants who had endured calamities and returned in blood.
Standing outside the hall, Jiu Feng watched the last warrior step in before saying in a deep voice, "Close the hall and activate the protective Restriction left by the Ancestral Witch!"
The heavy doors of the Pangu Hall slammed shut, and Great Witch array resonating with the Pangu Heart within the temple was activated. A thick, yellowish-brown light shield, as heavy as the earth, rose up, firmly protecting the entire Pangu Hall and its surrounding core area.
From this moment on, the Witch Clan will live in seclusion, licking their wounds and silently gathering strength.