Golden Ao Island, Biyou Palace.
" Myriad Immortals Formation? This formation is practically tailor-made for our Interception Sect. I never thought Dong Wang Gong would possess such talent!"
Tongtian's gaze pierced through space and time, taking in everything that had happened on Penglai Island. When he saw Dong Wang Gong use the Myriad Immortals Formation, a hint of pleasant surprise flashed through his usually placid eyes.
He immediately observed the Myriad Immortals Formation's intricacies with a Saint's gaze!
Clearly, he intended to use Dong Wang Gong's Myriad Immortals Formation directly for the Interception Sect!
At the same time.
Dong Wang Gong's use of the earth-shaking formation also caught the Demon Race off guard.
But the Demon Race was no pushover. Dong Wang Gong had a formation, and so did they!
"All demons, heed my command! Deploy the Great Formation of the Stars!"
Di Jun was startled at first. He then flew back ten thousand miles, took out countless star banners, and distributed them among the three hundred and sixty-five Demon Generals!
In the blink of an eye.
The Great Formation of the Stars was established!
The battle situation changed once again, shocking everyone anew.
Another ancient, peerless formation!
And one that could also stop Saints!
At this sight, the many Saints watching from the shadows could no longer remain calm. Their expressions changed, and they rose abruptly.
They had thought that all below Saints were ants. Who could have imagined that these ants in their eyes would now possess power comparable to that of Saints?
Although the grand formation could not defeat them, the fact that it could grant people power on par with Saints was enough to astound them!
At this moment, an intense, inexplicable sense of danger arose in their hearts!
As for Di Jun.
After using the River Diagram and Luo Book as the formation core and deploying the Great Formation of the Stars, he saw the countless stars across the Primordial World's firmament shine in resonance. They radiated endless brilliance even in broad daylight, then suddenly enlarged in everyone's eyes. Countless stars actually fell like meteors!
The stars fell directly toward Penglai Island!
The stars of the heavens, filling the sky!!!
At the same time.
Through the Myriad Immortals Formation, Dong Wang Gong also gathered the power of countless cultivators and hurled it violently at the Demon Race!
This strike could destroy heaven and earth, causing the world to change color. It seemed to contain boundless might. An ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortal would likely die upon touching it, while even a Quasi-Saint would be annihilated!
Boom!
The great battle began once more!
The Great Formation of the Stars versus the Myriad Immortals Formation!
Before long, the two formations collided.
In an instant, the area within a million li of the Primordial World shook violently. Space throughout the heavens trembled, the stars tilted, and countless stars suddenly exploded. Fragments of stars crashed toward every corner of the Primordial World!
For a time, the area around Penglai Island was devastated!
Within the formations, whether they were members of the Demon Race or cultivators from Penglai Island, all were affected by the battle to some degree. After being caught in it, living beings died or were maimed. In short, both sides suffered losses!
With every breath, at least tens of thousands of living beings perished. Among them were no shortage of Grand Unity Golden Immortals and even Quasi-Saint powerhouses!
The might of the Primordial World's four great killing formations was evident!
"Hiss... I never thought Di Jun and Dong Wang Gong had hidden themselves so deeply!"
The pupils of the Great Powers watching from the shadows contracted. They sucked in cold breaths, clearly frightened by this battle.
They never would have imagined that Di Jun and Dong Wang Gong had secretly developed such terrifying formations. Even as Quasi-Saint powerhouses, they felt prickling fear merely watching from afar, as a great terror seemed to surround their minds!
Clearly, before these peerless formations, their individual strength was far too weak!
Witch Race.
"These vermin-feathered birds actually have a formation too?!"
Zhu Rong's astonished voice rang out.
It seemed that the Twelve Ancestral Magi were also deeply shocked.
This was understandable. As the Demon Race's sworn enemies, they had thought they knew the Demon Race well. That was also why they had looked down on them.
But now, it seemed that not only did the Witch Race have hidden cards—the Demon Race had them too!
Feeling the deadly danger emanating from the distant formations, the Twelve Ancestral Magi silently put away their contempt for the Demon Race. Even Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who were usually extremely arrogant, fell silent, endless solemnity appearing in their eyes.
"It's almost over. Hurry and have our warriors prepare!"
Suddenly, Di Jiang spoke.
At these words, Jiang Chen's heart stirred, and he looked at him in surprise.
For Di Jiang to say this—could it be...?
Boom!
Just then, a heaven-shaking roar resounded in all directions!
The distant battle had finally been decided!
Within the Myriad Immortals Formation, Dong Wang Gong's battered figure flew backward. In an instant, the Myriad Immortals Formation collapsed on its own!
Di Jun and the others were in much the same state, but they had far fewer injuries than Dong Wang Gong!
There was no need to say more.
Dong Wang Gong had lost!!
Dong Wang Gong had already been heavily wounded by Eastern Emperor Tai Yi during his battle with Di Jun. To say nothing of the fact that Penglai Island was inherently a level weaker than the Demon Race, his defeat now was only natural!
However, what puzzled everyone was that the disheveled Dong Wang Gong showed no hint of dejection after his defeat. Instead, he began laughing maniacally!
Then he flew toward Di Jun like a streak of light!
"This is bad! He's going to self-destruct! Eldest Brother, be careful!"
Seeing this, Eastern Emperor Tai Yi's expression changed, and the Chaos Bell atop his head shot forward!
There was no need for Eastern Emperor Tai Yi to warn him. Di Jun had sensed it the moment Dong Wang Gong attacked, but he had just withdrawn the Great Formation of the Stars and had no time to dodge. He could only watch as Dong Wang Gong flew toward him!
Bang!!!
In the void, Dong Wang Gong's primordial spirit and magical power transformed with terrifying speed before exploding in an instant!
The self-destruction of a Quasi-Saint Perfection powerhouse was comparable to the might of heaven. Not only did the surrounding space tremble, but countless members of the Demon Race were also killed or wounded, endless blood rain scattering across the Primordial World!
Pfft!
"Damn it! You still won't let this Emperor off even in death!"
Even Di Jun violently spat out a mouthful of blood!
Fortunately, he had the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the River Diagram and Luo Book, protecting him. He had suffered only minor injuries and looked rather battered, but was not seriously harmed.
But just then, a massive aura suddenly rose from the side!
Everyone's expressions changed!
"It's the Witch Race!"
Looking in that direction, Di Jun's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in shock.
At the same time, in the Witch Race's territory.
At the very instant Dong Wang Gong self-destructed, boundless might suddenly erupted from Di Jiang's body. The aura of Quasi-Saint Perfection burst forth without the slightest restraint!
"Warriors, follow me and reclaim Father God's Primordial World!"
"Kill!!!!"
Di Jiang roared. Endless killing intent radiated from his body as he charged forward alone!
Afterward, all the members of the Witch Race, led by the Twelve Ancestral Magi, followed close behind!
Clearly, after seeing Di Jun injured, they did not intend to let this opportunity slip by as the Demon Race's greatest enemy.
Just as expected!
As I thought, Jiang Chen said inwardly.
When Di Jiang had earlier said that the Witch Race should prepare, Jiang Chen had vaguely guessed what was coming. Now, his previous conjecture had been confirmed.
But this was no time to stand around in a daze. As the Witch Race charged into battle, his figure vanished from where he stood.
The Witch-Demon war was about to begin, and it was far beyond what Jiang Chen could participate in at present.
Had they not seen that even Quasi-Saint powerhouses had been annihilated in the earlier clash between the formations? He was merely an early-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal now. What confidence did he have that he could protect himself in the midst of it?
So, it was better to simply watch such an unprecedented battle.
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