Chapter 24

The three hundred and sixty-five Great Zhou Tian Star Banners erupted with a thunderous roar,

Like blazing suns suspended in the sky, dazzling and scorching.

More than three hundred mighty Demon Race experts roared in unison,

As the stars revolved and waves of heat surged.

The fourteen thousand Lesser Zhou Tian Star Banners surrounding them,

Shimmered like a cluster of stars, sparkling brilliantly.

Amid the spreading starlight,

Billions of Demon Generals beat their drums, shaking the heavens,

As muffled thunder rolled and heaven and earth resounded together.

Streaks of starlight formed a scene of countless stars surrounding the moon,

Circling around the blazing sun-like stars.

Starlight scattered down, and ancient stars blossomed,

For a moment, heaven and earth lost their color, and the primordial world trembled.

In the eyes of all living things, there was no longer heaven, earth, sun, or moon,

Only stars illuminating the world and covering the entire sky.

Vast stellar power surged forth,

And the mighty experts watching from afar trembled slightly,

They suddenly realized:

Even a single strand of starlight,

Was enough to make them die and have their cultivation dissipate!

The power of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation was fully revealed.

Amid the resplendent starlight,

A monstrous tide of baleful energy surged.

The brighter the starlight became,

The more ferocious the Du Tian Shen Sha Great Formation grew.

The phantom of Pangu gazed at the rolling stars from afar,

As though he had returned to the moment of Creation, when chaos had yet to divide.

He slowly raised the giant axe in his hand,

"No need to hold back!"

"Activate it with all your strength!"

Dijiang roared,

And the force of Creation gathered into shape.

Top-grade treasures were offered,

Innate divine abilities were unleashed,

And a silver gleam swept across the blade of the Sky-Opening Divine Axe.

The other eleven Ancestor Witches struck at the same time,

Each divine ability carrying the force of Creation,

Each treasure displaying world-shaking power.

In an instant, the phantom of Pangu solidified as though real.

Pangu True Body descended upon the primordial world; heaven and earth changed color, and mountains and rivers collapsed.

The four seas surged, as though the River of Heaven were pouring down in reverse.

The might of Father God was fully revealed, and the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation trembled.

Pangu True Body stood solemnly, the divine axe held aloft against the sky as Dao rhythm circulated.

"Open!"

A single shout shook the primordial world, and the axe fell, shattering the stars.

Billions of Demon Race members were annihilated in an instant, as if returning to chaos.

Amid the sea of stars, the void split open, and the great formation collapsed.

The light dimmed and the heavens caved in; the primordial world lost its color.

"How could this be?"

Di Jun vomited blood, his eyes filled with shock and doubt.

When the spiritual treasure appeared, he had already understood—

The Twelve Ancestor Witches had actually developed primordial spirits!

This was defying the heavens!

Before his daze had lasted long, the Du Tian Shen Sha Great Formation continued to run rampant.

The divine axe swept across the Demon Race Heavenly Court, and the power of Creation crisscrossed the heavens.

Ten million Demon Race members turned to ashes.

The Thirty-Three Heavens collapsed layer by layer.

Heaven and earth crumbled, as though the end of the world had arrived.

All living beings looked upward, utterly terrified.

"The Witch Race... actually has primordial spirits?"

Deep within the sea of blood, Ming He whispered in horror.

The Witch Race had already occupied a portion of the primordial world with their physical bodies alone.

If they gained primordial spirits as well, who could stand against them?

Where had such a change come from?

As this thought flashed through his mind, Ming He abruptly raised his head toward Wuji Heaven and murmured:

"Could it be... the work of Immortal Venerable Changsheng?"

At the same moment, within Wuji Heaven.

Lu Changsheng sensed the disturbance outside. With a calculation between his fingers, he immediately saw through the Heavenly Secrets.

"Strange. How could the Witch and Demon races have gone to war again?"

He felt slightly surprised.

Logically speaking, the second Witch-Demon War should still be a million years away.

Elsewhere, Kunpeng, who was sorting through his treasures, also sensed the terror of this battle.

If the fighting continued, the primordial world would surely shatter.

Kunpeng could not help secretly rejoicing. Fortunately, he had chosen the right master and had not taken part in this battle; otherwise, he would surely have died and lost his cultivation.

With this thought, he respectfully turned toward Lu Changsheng and reported:

"Great Master, the Witch-Demon War has continued for a hundred years. All living beings are terrified, and no one is coming to exchange for merit anymore."

Hearing this, Lu Changsheng furrowed his brows slightly:

"That won't do. If they keep fighting like this, when will I ever be able to squander all this million-billion merit?"

Kunpeng fell silent after hearing his master mutter to himself.

The primordial world was about to collapse, yet the Great Master was still focused on how to spend all his merit?

As expected of the primordial world's number one spendthrift!

Lu Changsheng paid no attention to Kunpeng's thoughts. After pondering briefly, he said:

"Kunpeng, accompany me outside for a trip!"

As soon as his voice fell, heaven and earth suddenly trembled.

Above the Demon Race Heavenly Court.

The Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation covering the Thirty-Three Heavens was now on the verge of collapse.

With a thunderous boom—

Under the horrified gazes of the demons, the stars shattered, and the sun and moon lost their radiance.

The great formation completely disintegrated.

Countless stars fell like fireflies descending toward the earth.

"No—!"

Di Jun roared hoarsely, spewing a mouthful of vital blood, his face filled with despair.

The Demon Race's final support had shattered!

"Hahaha!"

Dijiang threw his head back and laughed, waving his arm as he shouted:

"Warriors of the Witch Race, follow me and flatten the Demon Race Heavenly Court!"

"Flatten the Demon Race Heavenly Court!"

"Flatten the Demon Race Heavenly Court!"

Billions of Witch warriors beat their war drums and charged into the heavens, their momentum soaring like a rainbow.

The vast Demon Race Heavenly Court trembled without cease.

Billions of battle witches advanced step by step.

Countless demons retreated in despair.

At this moment.

The corners of Eastern Emperor Taiyi's mouth were stained with Golden Crow True Blood.

His face filled with rage, he threw back his head and roared:

"Get out of here!"

His roar shook the heavens.

The battle witches' formation did not waver in the slightest.

Ferocious light gleamed in the eyes of the Twelve Ancestor Witches!

"Boom—"

A vast bell toll suddenly rang out.

It was like the sound of heaven and earth being created.

It pierced through the entire universe!

The Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell, flew out from Eastern Emperor Taiyi's hand.

Its boundless divine might shook through the ages!

Eastern Emperor Taiyi shouted angrily:

"Even if heaven and earth shatter and all worlds sink into ruin!"

"If you want to fight today, then I will fight!"

The magical power throughout his body surged wildly.

The Chaos Bell expanded violently in the wind.

It was as if heaven and earth had been turned upside down!

The sound of the bell echoed without end!

The sky seemed ready to collapse!

The earth seemed ready to sink!

Just as the Demon Race resolved to fight to the death,

The flow of heaven and earth and space-time suddenly froze.

Vast purple energy stretched across countless miles.

Radiant clouds filled the sky, forming a bridge.

Ten-thousand-zhang golden lotuses surged without cease.

Dao rhythm circulated.

Countless auspicious omens appeared.

An Old Daoist in Green Robes stepped upon the River of Time and Space from immemorial times,

And drifted over.

In an instant,

Vast sage might swept across the eight directions.

Invisible Dao rhythm circulated without end.

Radiant light illuminated countless miles.

Golden lotuses blossomed throughout the myriad worlds!

The teacher of all sages!

Ancestor of the Xuanmen!

Dao Ancestor Hongjun descended upon the primordial world!

The myriad living beings of the primordial world trembled before him!

The strange phenomenon of heaven and earth freezing,

Alarmed the sages of the primordial world.

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, Primordial Heavenly Lord abruptly opened his eyes.

Galaxies revolved within his gaze.

Billions of living beings cycled through life and death!

"Master has actually descended again?"

Primordial Heavenly Lord's heart trembled.

After Hongjun had given his three lectures, joined with the Dao, and become the Ancestor.

This Dao Ancestor rarely appeared in the primordial world.

The last time he descended was during the first great battle between the Witches and the Demons.

"Could it be... Master intends to stop the war between the Witches and Demons?"

At the same time, Taiqing Laozi in Shouyang Mountain sensed it as well.

He looked toward the Demon Court, astonishment showing in his eyes. "Teacher has descended into the primordial world once again?"

Since merging with the Dao, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had rarely interfered in the affairs of the primordial world. Only when a tribulation was disrupted or Heaven's mandate defied would he appear to intervene.

His sudden descent this time meant that some major upheaval had occurred in the primordial world.

On the other side, the Twelve Ancestor Witches also saw Hongjun's figure, but they showed no fear whatsoever.

Dijiang looked toward Hongjun, a surge of resentment welling up in his heart.

Back then, when the Witches and Demons had fought fiercely, they had slaughtered their way to the Demon Court. They had been on the verge of destroying it when Hongjun descended, citing "the devastation of all living beings"

as his reason for stopping the battle. He had then established the rule that "the Demons govern the heavens, while the Witches govern the earth"

and ordered them not to fight again for a million years.

The Ancestor Witches had been dissatisfied, believing that Hongjun favored the Demon race. But with the circumstances forcing their hand at the time, they could only obey.

Now that the Witch race had once again roused its fighting spirit, Hongjun had appeared at this very moment. Was he not still favoring the Demons?

At this moment, Di Jun and the other Demon Emperors, who had been killing until their eyes reddened, also saw Hongjun descend. They reined in their killing intent and respectfully bowed from afar.

Hongjun stepped upon the River of Time and Space and looked down at the Witches, rebuking them sternly:

"Brazen Ancestor Witches! You dared to defy the Saint's Edict and violate the rules! Do you know your crime?"

As his voice fell, supreme saintly might swept across heaven and earth, bearing down on tens of millions of Witch warriors.

When a Saint raged, heaven and earth collapsed, and billions upon billions of stars shattered.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches wore savage expressions, their hearts filled with defiance.

They respected only Father God Pangu. They did not revere the Heavenly Dao, bow to Saints, or kneel before anyone. They would rather break than bend!

Now that they were being restrained once more, fury showed on every face.

Dijiang's expression was solemn, his aura soaring like a rainbow. He shouted loudly:

"Our Witch clansmen do not revere heaven and earth, nor do they kneel before Saints—we only honor Father God Pangu!"

The tens of millions of Witch warriors followed with a thunderous roar, their momentum shaking the firmament.

The Witch warriors bellowed in unison, their voices shaking the firmament:

"Our people do not kneel to heaven and earth, nor do we believe in Saints.

We serve only Father God Pangu!"

Their furious roars shook Yunxiao, their momentum surging like a rainbow, as if they were about to fight Hongjun and the Demon race to the death at any moment.

Just as the two sides faced off, the battle on the verge of erupting—

A leisurely voice suddenly drifted in from beyond the heavens:

"This Venerate believes that what the Dao Ancestor said is not without reason."

The moment these words were spoken, the four directions were shocked.

The primordial world suddenly trembled.

Thunder exploded beneath the clear sky, and divine might surged boundlessly.

Ten thousand miles of drifting clouds churned like swimming dragons, winding and racing as flashes of lightning flickered.

Mist exhaled and flowed among the clouds, while rosy light shifted and the celestial phenomena changed in an instant.

As all living beings stood bewildered, the primordial world's spiritual energy surged like a flood.

The spirits of heaven and earth cried out together, while the aura of the four seas rose.

Wherever water mist spread, all living beings rejoiced.

Boundless golden clouds of merit covered the sky and blanketed the earth, vast and immeasurable as they swept over.

In an instant, the sun and moon fell out of order, the river of stars hung upside down, and the waters of the nine heavens poured down.

Heaven and earth became indistinguishable, chaos reappeared, and it was as if the world had returned to the beginning of the primordial age!

Golden clouds surged and churned, while the sounds of the Great Dao interwove with the chanting of creation, echoing through the void.

Daoist rhymes flowed, laws resonated, the heavens celebrated together, and the myriad realms welcomed the arrival in unison.

The Demon race's Great Sage, Gui Che, witnessed this scene and could not help but cry out in shock:

"Boundless Heavenly Venerate! What kind of existence is this? Its might actually surpasses that of a Saint!"

The soldiers of the Witches and Demons gazed up at the firmament, all intimidated by this spectacle that far surpassed a Saint's descent.

"Clop-clop-clop—"

Under the horrified gazes of all living beings, the sound of footsteps shattered the void.

Deep within the vast golden clouds, a Purple-Gold Imperial Carriage broke through space and time.

Eight Dragon Horses charged over the flood, their neighs shaking the universe.

Waves splashed across the River of Time and Space, and fragments of void in the myriad realms shattered one after another.

The aura of the Heavenly Dao was grand and mighty, and the primordial world trembled before it.

The River of Years bowed its head, and the heavens and myriad realms submitted.

Divine might surged boundlessly, while the Dao and its laws followed their natural course.

The Dragon Horses shattered the void, and the golden carriage descended into the world.

Above the firmament, divine birds circled, while Kunpeng spread his wings and blotted out the sun.

Billions upon billions of birds followed behind him, glittering like a river of stars.

Amid the radiance of the stars, a figure stood towering and unshakable. With a sweep of his sleeve—

countless spiritual treasures paved the road, while billions of immortal plants adorned the journey.

Primordial energy flowed, and precious light shot in every direction.

The Dragon Horses traveled upon the starlight. All living beings gathered around and cheered, the Heavenly Dao welcomed them, and every creature was left astonished.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun also showed astonishment as he stared at the eight-horse Purple-Gold Imperial Carriage, its dragons galloping through the ten-thousand-zhang rosy radiance. Its momentum was overwhelmingly majestic!