The instant Tai Yi finished speaking, war broke out without warning.
There was no probing, no champions sent out to duel before the armies.
The fury and killing intent both sides had stored up for so long erupted like a volcano suppressed for countless eons!
With the Chaos Bell above his head and the Heavenly Emperor Sword in hand, Tai Yi stepped out of his imperial carriage.
The phantom of the entire Thirty-three Heavens appeared behind him.
The boundless power of the Stars and the spiritual energy of the cosmos surged into his body as if they had found their rightful home.
His aura ballooned like an inflating sphere, instantly breaking through the boundary of the mid-stage Quasi-Saint realm.
He stepped into the late stage of the Quasi-Saint realm, and his power kept rising!
Cloaked in the power of the cosmic stars and bolstered by the projection of the Thirty-three Heavens, he seemed, at that moment, to have truly become the ruler of this celestial domain!
"Chen Tian! Do you dare fight me?!"
Tai Yi let out a long howl that shook the nine heavens.
The Heavenly Emperor Sword tore through the sky, carrying the awe-inspiring might of the Thirty-three Heavens. Like a golden bolt of lightning cleaving heaven and earth, it slashed straight at Chen Tian!
This sword locked down Space-Time and bound cause and effect. It seemed as though the entire firmament were collapsing with its fall.
"Like I'd be afraid of you!"
Chen Tian was utterly unafraid. His gentle demeanor vanished in an instant, replaced by the ferocity and savagery of an Ancestral Witch.
He revealed his full Ancestral Witch true form.
A giant with feet planted on the primordial earth and head reaching the sky burst through the firmament, his knotted muscles seeming to contain boundless strength.
Facing the descending Sword Light of the Heavenly Emperor Sword, he neither dodged nor retreated. He simply threw a punch!
The moment his fist shot out, the skies and clouds changed color!
Where his fist passed, space shattered inch by inch. The forces of earth, fire, water, and wind erupted, and Chaos Qi flooded the area!
The pure, domineering Law of Strength, born from Pangu's essence blood, was displayed to perfection in that punch!
"Clang—!!!"
Fist met sword!
An indescribable boom exploded!
For millions of light-years around Buzhou Mountain, space filled with cracks like a mirror, then shattered with a crash, revealing the raging Chaos beyond!
A storm of annihilation—of light and heat, of power and Dao laws—swept in every direction.
The Witch and Demon warriors with weaker cultivation turned to dust in the shock wave!
Chen Tian's body shook violently, and he staggered back three steps. Each step shattered the void, leaving behind an emptiness that was difficult to mend.
A golden sword wound, deep enough to expose bone, appeared on his fist.
Solar True Fire and the sword energy of the Heavenly Emperor Sword seared and corroded the wound.
But the flesh around it writhed and knitted itself back together. In the blink of an eye, it had nearly healed, leaving behind only a faint white mark.
Tai Yi, meanwhile, was hurled high into the air by the force of the rebound.
The Chaos Bell above his head hummed, and most of the Chaos Qi hanging from it scattered.
The arm holding his sword trembled slightly, and the web between his thumb and forefinger split open.
Golden imperial blood dripped down. Each drop blazed with Solar True Fire, scorching countless projections of the Prehistoric World.
Chen Tian had actually gained the slightest upper hand!
With nothing but his Ancestral Witch true form and the Law of Strength, he had withstood Tai Yi, bolstered by the Thirty-three Heavens and wielding the Heavenly Emperor Sword.
"Good! What a Thirteenth Ancestral Witch!" Tai Yi laughed instead of growing angry, his fighting spirit burning ever brighter.
He stopped holding back and fully unleashed the power of the Thirty-three Heavens projection.
The layered phantoms of the Thirty-three Heavens pressed down, as if the power of thirty-three Great Thousand Worlds had converged into a single sword.
The Chaos Bell let out a roar like the creation of heaven and earth. Wherever its waves passed, Space-Time froze and all things returned to the Ruins!
"Today, I'll show you the Father God's Way of Strength!" Chen Tian howled.
His Ancestral Witch true form swelled again. His muscles bulged, his veins coiled like dragons, and a layer of dark golden bloodfire blazed over his whole body.
He held out both hands. A black spear, wreathed in endless baleful energy, slowly took shape in his grasp.
The God-Slaying Spear, a Heavenly Dao Exotic Treasure!
A cold glint at its tip seemed capable of piercing the Heavenly Dao and annihilating the souls of Saints!
He no longer defended passively. Instead, he took the initiative and attacked!
With one step, he crossed the frozen Space-Time.
The God-Slaying Spear became a black bolt of lightning that tore through eternity, thrusting straight at Tai Yi's heart!
The power of the Thirty-three Heavens surrounding Tai Yi was pierced through layer after layer beneath the spear's edge, as if it were made of paper!
"The God-Slaying Spear?!" Tai Yi cried out in alarm, frantically urging the Chaos Bell.
"Clang—!"
The bell rang more urgently and sharply than ever before!
Layer upon layer of Chaos barriers condensed before him, trying to block the spear that could slay gods and destroy Saints.
At the same time, the Heavenly Emperor Sword blazed with light and, bearing the full weight of the Thirty-three Heavens, met the tip of the God-Slaying Spear!
Elsewhere.
Qin Yuan faced Dijiang.
He was no longer a child; he had grown into a young man.
The Solar Divine Wheel above his head rotated slowly, scattering Solar True Fire that was warm yet deadly.
Dijiang said nothing. He simply beat the four wings on his back once, slowly.
Without a sound, the space around Qin Yuan seemed to turn into a swamp.
Several invisible blades of space sliced in from every direction, moving faster than the perception of time itself!
Qin Yuan furrowed his brow, and his body instantly became a twisting golden stream of light.
His speed was astonishing too.
He darted and dodged through the dense barrage of spatial slashes, narrowly avoiding every attack.
The Solar Divine Wheel flashed. Countless strands of Solar True Fire, fine as hair yet searingly intense, shot out and wound toward Dijiang.
Dijiang beat his four wings again, vanishing from where he stood without a trace. The next moment, he appeared above Qin Yuan.
His enormous claw, covered in the power of space, came crashing down!
Qin Yuan's body twisted strangely once more. As if boneless, he slipped between the claw's fingers and reached back with one hand.
The Solar Divine Wheel became a golden ring and looped toward Dijiang's neck!
The Demon and the Witch clashed in the space between them, locked in a terrifying duel of spatial and speed laws that dazzled the eye.
Every clash was silent yet perilous. The slightest delay would mean death and the destruction of their Dao!
Bai Ze, Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, Fei Lian, Jiu Ying, and the other newly ascended Demon Saints of the Quasi-Saint realm faced Gonggong, Zhu Rong, Houtu, and Xuanming—the Ancestral Witches who had likewise broken through to the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal realm.
Every battlefield shook heaven and earth, shattering the laws.
The void around Buzhou Mountain had become a realm of destruction. Any ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortal who ventured near would turn to ash in an instant.
But the battlefield that drew the most attention was the one where Xuan Qing fought.
He had not gone after Chen Tian for revenge, nor had he chosen to face another Ancestral Witch of the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal realm.
His gaze was fixed on the remaining Ancestral Witches who had yet to break through to the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal realm.
"You... all deserve to die!" Xuan Qing rasped, the veins standing out on the back of the hand holding the lotus leaf.
The Green Lotus Sword flew from its sheath of its own accord and hovered above his head. It hummed, radiating a terrifying killing intent that made heaven and earth pale, along with a destructive aura that seemed to reverse creation itself.
One against seven.
"Arrogant!" She Bi Shi roared, the power of weather turning into a storm of thunder.
Though the seven Ancestral Witches had yet to enter the Hun Yuan Golden Immortal realm, they were still far stronger than those at Grand Unity Perfection.
If an ordinary early-stage Quasi-Saint faced all seven at once, even they would likely meet their end.
But Xuan Qing was no ordinary Great Power, and he was far more than just an early-stage Quasi-Saint.
He coldly spat out a single word:
"Die!"
The Green Lotus Sword moved.
Where its Sword Light passed, the seven Ancestral Witches' attacks were dispelled outright. It seemed even the tumultuous flow of time was severed by that single strike!
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft—"
Blood shot into the sky!
The seven Ancestral Witches all groaned. Each bore a sword wound deep enough to expose bone.
No blood flowed from the wounds. Instead, tiny green lotuses kept "growing" out of them.
The lotuses frantically devoured their flesh and blood, their magical power, even their Ancestral Witch essence, using it to grow stronger.
It was as if they meant to turn the Witches into nourishment from the inside out!
This was no Law of Creation, but an extremely strange power of devouring!