War Begins

Inside the Solar God Palace, Di Jun listened to Tai Yi's report. Looking at the few Zifu dead soldiers whose faces were ashen, his expression darkened until it seemed water could drip from it.

"Dong Wang Gong... he's courting death!"

Di Jun's voice was icy cold.

"Not only did he provoke our Demon Race, he even wants to drag the Queen Mother of the West into this. His crimes are unforgivable!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Di Jun abruptly rose to his feet. The supreme pressure of an emperor burst from his body.

"Pass down my order! The entire Demon Race is to prepare for war immediately!"

Tai Yi held the Eastern Emperor Bell in his arms, battle intent and killing intent almost solidifying in his eyes!

In an instant, killing intent surged into the skies across the Primordial World. Even the light of the Star Dou Great Formation seemed to have been dyed blood-red!

The Demon Race's enormous war machine fully sprang into motion under Di Jun's command!

Countless clouds of demonic energy gathered across the Primordial World, blotting out the sky and sun as they headed toward the East Sea's Zifu Prefecture!

The Demon Race's enormous movements instantly alarmed the entire Primordial World.

Within the East Sea's Zifu Prefecture, Dong Wang Gong was still dreaming of forcing the Queen Mother of the West to submit.

Suddenly, his heart stirred, and his Primordial Spirit issued frantic warnings.

When cultivators who had achieved mastery were about to encounter something dangerous to them, they would all have an instinctive premonition. Seeking fortune and avoiding misfortune was every cultivator's instinct.

Dong Wang Gong rushed out of the palace. In the distant sky, demonic clouds rolled, and baleful energy soared into the heavens. The terrifying pressure left even him, a Quasi-Sage, suffocating!

"What's going on?! Why is the Demon Race suddenly launching a full-scale invasion?!"

Shocked and furious, Dong Wang Gong hurriedly ordered the protective formation to activate.

"Di Jun! Tai Yi! You attacked my Zifu Prefecture without cause. Aren't you afraid the Dao Ancestor will punish you?!"

Dong Wang Gong shouted harshly but fearfully, trying to invoke the Dao Ancestor's name to scare the Demon Race away.

The response he received was Tai Yi's icy voice, filled with killing intent.

"Dong Wang Gong! You sent people to disguise themselves as members of the Demon Race, attack the Queen Mother of the West, frame us, and ruin our Demon Race's reputation. You are unworthy of being the Head of Male Immortals. Today is the day you die! Even if the Dao Ancestor came in person, he would not tolerate a despicable wretch like you!"

Before his voice had even faded, Tai Yi had already struck the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Clang—!"

The vast sound of the Chaos Bell surged forth, and its invisible sound waves slammed viciously into Zifu Prefecture's grand formation.

Boom!!!

The formation's light curtain shook violently, rippling countless times. The Zifu cultivators maintaining the formation all vomited blood, their faces filled with terror!

They knew that Eastern Emperor Tai Yi possessed unparalleled battle strength and was faintly known as the strongest beneath the Sages.

But they had never imagined that Eastern Emperor Tai Yi was actually this powerful. With only a light activation of the Eastern Emperor Bell, Zizhou Prefecture's protective formation was nearly shattered!

Standing above Zizhou Prefecture, Di Jun wore an imperial crown and robes. He looked coldly down below, without the slightest warmth in his eyes.

"Kill!"

Di Jun gave the order coldly.

Billions of demon soldiers immediately charged the Zizhou Prefecture formation like locusts sweeping across the land, fearless of death.

All kinds of demonic arts and divine abilities rained down like a torrential storm. Within a radius of tens of millions of li, demonic energy surged into the heavens, while multicolored torrents of magical power erupted without end, throwing the East Sea into chaos.

The Ten Great Demon Gods each displayed their abilities. Ying Zhao hacked at the formation, Ji Meng summoned wind and rain, and Ghost Chariot's nine heads shrieked, corroding souls...

The Zifu Prefecture formation immediately began to totter, clearly on the verge of being breached.

"Hold them back! Hold them back for me!"

Dong Wang Gong panicked and waved the Dragon Head Staff, trying to organize a counterattack.

Several Grand Unity Golden Immortals and numerous Grand Unity Golden Immortals under his command also struck out at this moment, battling the Demon Gods and Demon Sages.

For a time, storms raged above the East Sea, monstrous waves surged, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Screams, furious roars, and the clashes of magical treasures rang out without end.

Every moment, members of the Demon Race or Zifu cultivators fell upon the East Sea.

However, Zifu Prefecture's strength was already far inferior to the Demon Race's, and Dong Wang Gong's stubborn, self-opinionated nature had left him without the people's support.

With his subordinates harboring their own schemes, how could they withstand the Demon Race's thunderous fury?

For a time, the Demon Race's army was invincible.

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi was even more terrifying. When the Eastern Emperor Bell rang, space-time froze, and groups of Zifu cultivators were reduced to dust.

He went straight for Dong Wang Gong. Solar True Fire transformed into a golden crow ten thousand zhang tall and pounced down.

Dong Wang Gong gripped the Dragon Head Staff and fought desperately to resist, but beneath Tai Yi's frenzied attacks and the Eastern Emperor Bell's supreme might, he could only defend and had no strength to counterattack. He was beaten back step by step.

Dong Wang Gong's Daoist robe was torn, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he was in an utterly wretched state.

"Di Jun! Tai Yi! Are you really going to exterminate me completely?!"

Dong Wang Gong howled in despair.

"When you committed such despicable acts, you should have thought of this day!"

Di Jun snorted coldly. The River Diagram and Luo Book unfolded, cutting off his escape route.

A crazed look flashed through Dong Wang Gong's eyes.

"Fine. Since you've forced me this far, don't expect your Demon Race to fare well either."

"Zizhou Prefecture's cultivators, heed my command. Form the Myriad Immortals Formation!"

The Myriad Immortals Formation was an incomplete formation Dong Wang Gong had obtained on Penglai Immortal Island.

Dong Wang Gong had spent countless efforts deducing it before finally completing this supreme formation.

Those within the formation could raise the cultivators' cultivation realms to the same level. It could also forcibly pour the cultivation of everyone within the formation into a single person, granting them a temporary boost. The more participants there were, the greater the formation's might. Hence, it was called the Myriad Immortals Formation.

After Zizhou Prefecture was destroyed, Tongtian obtained this formation and modified it. During the War of the Investiture of the Gods, Sect Master Tongtian had once deployed it in an attempt to stop the other three sects.

Returning to the matter at hand.

With Dong Wang Gong's order, the Zizhou Prefecture cultivators formed the formation according to its arrangement.

With the formation's support, the Zizhou Prefecture cultivators actually managed to stalemate the Demon Race.

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi sneered, completely unafraid.

With the Eastern Emperor Bell above his head, he charged straight into the Myriad Immortals Formation.

A ruthless look burst from Dong Wang Gong's eyes. He concentrated everyone's strength into his own body, and his aura instantly soared, faintly reaching the late Quasi-Sage level, though this was only temporary.

With the formation's enhancement, Dong Wang Gong suddenly felt capable again and took the initiative to attack Tai Yi.

He actually began to gain the upper hand.

Seeing the battle reach a stalemate, Di Jun frowned.

All the Great Powers of the Primordial World had cast their Divine Senses over to watch this battle. If the Demon Race could not crush Zizhou Prefecture with overwhelming force, it would be a tremendous blow to the Demon Race's prestige.

Thinking of this, Di Jun no longer hesitated. The River Diagram and Luo Book erupted with dazzling light, and the Star Dou Great Formation faintly emerged.

"Demon Race, heed my command. Form the Grand Formation of the Stars!"

The Grand Formation of the Stars was a supreme formation of the Primordial World created by Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the Demon Race's Demon Sages after comprehending the River Diagram and Luo Book and combining them with the arrangement of the stars.

Three hundred and sixty-five cultivators at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm or above would form the formation according to the positions of the stars, drawing upon the power of the stars to attack. Its might was unmatched.

This had originally been intended as a trump card against the Witch Race. Unexpectedly, it was used first in the war with Zizhou Prefecture.

Upon hearing Di Jun's order, the Demon Race immediately began forming the formation.

As soon as the Grand Formation of the Stars took shape, the sky above the East Sea was replaced by an endless starry sky.

The stars lit up one after another, except for the Moon Star at the central position.

Di Jun waved his hand, and the formation began to operate.

A beam of light formed from stellar power shot out, striking the Myriad Immortals Formation squarely.

A single beam of light possessed the attack power of a late Quasi-Sage.

The Myriad Immortals Formation was immediately affected, and its operation slowed slightly.

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi seized the opportunity, activated the Eastern Emperor Bell, and slammed it viciously into Dong Wang Gong.

Affected by the formation, Dong Wang Gong could not dodge in time and was struck head-on.

Blood immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Beam after beam of stellar light continued to bombard the Myriad Immortals Formation.

Before long, the Myriad Immortals Formation was shattered.

The Zizhou Prefecture cultivators suffered backlash, and each of their auras became feeble.