Heavenly Sha Qi surged into the skies and split the clouds apart. A Pangu True Body a million zhang tall rose from the ground, standing majestically at the center of the star sea. Its muscles and bones bulged like mountains, and its breathing rolled like thunder. That overwhelming might, which had suppressed the ages, pierced through the barriers of the star formation and reached every corner of the Primordial World. The Six Great Sages simultaneously raised their eyes, their gazes fixing in unison on the battlefield at Buzhou Mountain.
The Witch Clan's strongest array and the Demon Race's guardian array would decide life and death here today. This battle would be the final chapter in the survival of the Witch and Demon Races.
The vast and boundless pressure of Pangu ignored the star formation's blockade. Like a sharp blade cleaving open the void, it swept across every inch of the Primordial World. In an instant, all six Sages turned their gazes aside.
Laozi lowered his eyes indifferently. After a single glance, he closed them and began meditating. Before long, faint snores arose. The Two Sages of the West wore smiles at the corners of their lips, their shoulders trembling slightly and their eyes blazing, as though weighing whether this power of Pangu could be used for their own purposes. Empress Nuwa gently brushed the edge of her sleeve with her fingertips. A difficult-to-describe weariness surfaced between her brows, followed by a silent, lengthy sigh.
Primordial Lord of Heaven slowly rubbed the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi with all five fingers, his gaze locked on the direction of Buzhou Mountain. The Jade Ruyi trembled faintly, as though it would be swung in the next moment and crush the Witch and Demon Races to pieces. In Biyou Palace by the East Sea, Sect