Primordial Era: Starting by Downloading Saint Cultivation

Golden Ao Island, Biyou Palace.

"Myriad Immortals Formation? This kind of formation is practically tailor-made for our Intercepting Sect. I never expected Dong Wang Gong to have such talent!"

Tongtian's gaze pierced through time and space, observing everything unfolding on Penglai Island. As he witnessed Dong Wang Gong deploying the Myriad Immortals Formation, a flicker of pleasant surprise crossed his usually placid eyes.

Following that, he immediately used his Saint's perspective to scrutinize the formation's reality!

Clearly, he intended to directly apply Dong Wang Gong's Myriad Immortals Formation to the Intercepting Sect!

At the same time.

Dong Wang Gong's deployment of the monstrous formation also caught the Demon Race by surprise.

But the Demon Race was not to be trifled with; if Dong Wang Gong had a formation, so did the Demon Race!

"All demons, heed my command, deploy the Great Formation of the Stars!"

Di Jun was initially startled, then retreated thousands of miles, taking out countless Star Banners and distributing them to three hundred and sixty-five Demon Generals!

In an instant.

The Great Formation of the Stars was established!

The tide of battle shifted again, shocking everyone once more.

Another ancient, unparalleled formation!

And it was also a peerless formation capable of repelling Saints!

Upon seeing this, the many Saints watching from the shadows grew uneasy, their expressions changing drastically, suddenly startled.

They had always believed that all beneath the Saint realm were but ants. They never imagined that these ants, in their eyes, could now wield power comparable to Saints!

Although the formations couldn't defeat them, the fact that they could empower individuals to rival Saints was enough to fill them with dread!

At this moment, a profound and inexplicable sense of crisis arose within them!

Meanwhile, Di Jun.

Using the River Diagram and Luo Book as the formation's core, he deployed the Great Formation of the Stars. The myriad stars in the Primordial Era's firmament began to shine in unison, radiating boundless brilliance even in daylight. Then, before the eyes of all, they suddenly magnified. Each star plummeted downwards like a meteor!

The direction of the falling stars was none other than Penglai Island!

The Great Formation of the Stars, the myriad stars in the sky!!!

At the same time.

Through the Myriad Immortals Formation, Dong Wang Gong had also gathered the power of countless cultivators, launching a fierce assault towards the Demon Race!

This strike was world-ending, causing the heavens and earth to change color, as if imbued with infinite power. Ordinary Grand Unity beings would likely perish upon contact, and even Quasi-Saints would be gravely wounded!

BOOM!

The great battle commenced anew!

Great Formation of the Stars VS Myriad Immortals Formation!

Before long, the two formations collided.

In an instant, a million-mile radius of the Primordial Era trembled violently, the very fabric of space shuddered, the celestial bodies tilted, and stars exploded one after another. Fragments of stars rained down upon the Primordial land in all directions!

For a time, the vicinity of Penglai Island was a scene of devastation!

And within the formations, whether demons or cultivators from Penglai Island, they were all affected by the battle to varying degrees. Those affected were either killed or maimed. In short, both sides suffered losses!

Every breath claimed the lives of at least tens of thousands of beings, including many Grand Unity Golden Immortals and even Quasi-Saint powerhouses!

The four great killing formations of the Primordial Era were truly formidable!

"Hiss... I never imagined Di Jun and Dong Wang Gong had hidden their strength so deeply!"

The powerful beings watching from the shadows had their pupils constrict, drawing in sharp breaths, clearly terrified by this battle.

They could never have fathomed that Di Jun and Dong Wang Gong had secretly researched such earth-shattering formations. Even as Quasi-Saint powerhouses themselves, they felt a prickling sensation from afar, a great terror enveloping their minds!

Clearly, before these peerless formations, their individual strength was too insignificant!

The Witch Race.

"These feathered birds actually have formations too?!"

Zhu Rong's astonished voice rang out.

It seemed the Twelve Ancestral Magi were also greatly shocked.

This was understandable. As the sworn enemies of the Demon Race, they thought they understood them thoroughly, which was why they had underestimated them.

But now, it appeared not only the Witch Race had hidden trump cards, but the Demon Race did as well!

Sensing the deadly crisis emanating from the distant formations, the Twelve Ancestral Magi silently shed their underestimation of the Demon Race. Even Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who were usually arrogant, fell silent, a look of profound gravity in their eyes.

"It's almost over, quickly tell the lads to get ready!"

Suddenly, Di Jiang spoke.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen's heart stirred, and he looked at Di Jiang in surprise.

Was Di Jiang saying this because...?

Boom!

Just then, a sound that shook the heavens and earth reverberated in all directions!

The great battle in the distance had finally concluded!

Within the Myriad Immortals Formation, Dong Wang Gong's battered figure was sent flying backward, and instantly, the Myriad Immortals Formation collapsed on its own!

Di Jun and the others were in a similar state, though their injuries were far less severe than Dong Wang Gong's!

No further explanation was needed.

Dong Wang Gong had lost!!

As early as his great battle with Di Jun, Dong Wang Gong had been heavily injured by Eastern Emperor Tai Yi. Not to mention that Penglai Island was already at a disadvantage compared to the Demon Race. It was only natural that he would be defeated now!

However, what was perplexing was that Dong Wang Gong, with his disheveled hair, showed no sign of dejection from his defeat. Instead, he burst into maniacal laughter!

He then shot towards Di Jun like a beam of light!

"Not good, he's going to self-destruct! Big Brother, be careful!"

Seeing this, Eastern Emperor Tai Yi's expression changed, and the Chaos Bell on his head shot out!

There was no need for Eastern Emperor Tai Yi to remind him. Di Jun had sensed it the moment Dong Wang Gong attacked. However, having just dismantled the Great Formation of the Stars, he was too slow to dodge and could only watch as Dong Wang Gong flew towards him!

Bang!!!

In the void, Dong Wang Gong's Primordial Spirit and magic power churned violently, exploding in an instant!

The self-destruction of a peak Quasi-Saint expert was comparable to heavenly might. Not only did the surrounding space tremble, but even the Demon Race suffered countless casualties, with endless blood rain scattering across the Primordial Era lands!

Pfft!

"Damn it, he won't even let me have peace in death!"

Even Di Jun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!

Fortunately, he was protected by the top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the River Diagram and Luo Book. He only sustained minor injuries and appeared somewhat disheveled, but he was not seriously harmed.

But just then, a massive aura suddenly surged from the side!

This caused everyone's expression to change!

"It's the Witch Race!"

Looking in that direction, Di Jun's face contorted in shock as he blurted out.

At the same time, in the Witch Race territory.

The moment Dong Wang Gong self-destructed, Di Jiang's body suddenly erupted with boundless might, unleashing his peak Quasi-Saint aura without reservation!

"My kin, follow me and let us reclaim the Primordial Era for Father God!"

"Kill!!!!"

Di Jiang roared, radiating boundless killing intent, and charged forward alone!

Following him, everyone from the Witch Race, led by the Twelve Ancestral Magi, surged forward!

Clearly, seeing Di Jun injured, they, as the sworn enemies of the Demon Race, did not want to miss this opportunity.

As expected!

Jiang Chen thought to himself.

When Di Jiang had previously told the Witch Race to prepare, he had vaguely guessed something. Now, his previous conjecture had been confirmed.

But now was not the time to be stunned. As the Witch Race charged forward, his figure vanished from his original spot.

A great war between the Witch and Demon races was about to unfold, and this was far beyond what Jiang Chen could participate in at his current level.

Did he not see how even Quasi-Saint experts were annihilated in the clash of formations earlier? Not to mention that he was only at the early stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal now. Where would he find the confidence to protect himself amidst such a battle!

Therefore, it was best to just watch such an unprecedented war unfold.