The Purple Firmament Palace's Second Lecture (Seeking Follow-ups, Seeking Monthly Votes!)

Dong, dong...

The Chaos Bell resounded, and a terrifying aura capable of suppressing heaven and earth descended upon the 'Ancestral Witch Hall' of Buzhou Mountain.

The might of the Innate Supreme Treasure was fully unleashed. Mysterious yellow light shone across the heavens, and the power that froze space-time enveloped nearly half of Buzhou Mountain in an instant. Its rolling might made the firmament change color.

Across the Primordial World, Great Divine Ability Users and Great Luo Dao Lords who had been watching the friction between the Witch and Demon Clans all changed expression. Eastern Emperor Taiyi had truly struck to kill.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches failed to respond properly, then under this blow from the Chaos Bell, even if the Witch Race was not grievously weakened, they would at least suffer devastating casualties.

"Humph, Taiyi, you feathered mongrel, do not run wild..."

Ancestral Witch Dijiang, who was presiding over the sacrifice, Snorted Coldly. Forming a hand seal, he pointed a finger, sending a wisp of the Power of the Great Dao onto the 'Ancestral Witch Hall.'

The 'Ancestral Witch Hall' immediately emitted waves of azure light. Empowered by that light, the Dao manifestations of the Twelve Ancestral Witches evolved upon the hall, and a strand of Pangu Divine Power shot into the sky.

In an instant, the space-time frozen by the Chaos Bell was shattered, and the large and small members of the Witch Race around the altar regained their freedom.

Once the space-time confinement was broken, the Pangu Divine Power evolved by the 'Ancestral Witch Hall' collided with the Chaos Bell. For a time, the two were locked in a stalemate, neither able to do anything to the other.

Seeing this, the remaining Ancestral Witches formed hand seals one after another, lending the Power of the Great Dao. In an instant, the Pangu Power evolved by the 'Ancestral Witch Hall' surged dramatically.

The previously deadlocked situation immediately tipped toward the 'Ancestral Witch Hall,' and the Chaos Bell gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Dijun and that feathered mongrel Taiyi—what virtue or ability do they possess? How dare they establish a Heavenly Court?" Ancestral Witch Zhurong's face twisted ferociously, a trace of disdain flashing in his pupils as he shouted.

"The Yao Race are all lowly creatures clad in scales and armor, nothing more than food for our Witch Race. How could they dare overturn the order of heaven and earth? To think Dijun and the brat Taiyi want to take control of the Primordial World's order—they certainly have a mouthful of hot air!" Beside him, Ancestral Witch Gonggong also shouted in mockery.

The remaining Ancestral Witches also spoke in succession, ridiculing Dijun and Taiyi for overestimating themselves, calling the Yao Race ants trying to shake a tree...

"What a terrifying Witch Race..."

As the true forms of the Twelve Ancestral Witches reflected across the firmament, their Dao bodies Sky-Shading and varied in form, all Emitting incomparably powerful auras as God-Fiend Qi spilled in every direction.

The various Great Divine Ability Users and Great Luo Dao Lords inwardly sucked in a breath of cold air. One by one, they began to feel a measure of apprehension toward the Witch Race.

There were a full twelve Great Divine Ability Users, and all of them were Pangu's Orthodox Lineage. How could anyone not be wary?

Yet that apprehension quickly turned into gloating. No matter how formidable the Twelve Ancestral Witches were, the ones facing trouble now were Dijun and Taiyi's 'Yao Race Heavenly Court.'

"Heh heh, Dijun, Taiyi, you established the 'Yao Race Heavenly Court' and deluded yourselves into thinking you could control the Primordial World's order. Let's see how you get past the Twelve Ancestral Witches..."

For a time, throughout the Void Sky Dome, Divine Senses of Great Divine Ability Users and Great Luo Dao Lords collided and conversed. They all gloated, waiting to see how Dijun and Taiyi would clean up this mess.

After all, the many Great Divine Ability Users and Great Luo Dao Lords of the Primordial World had long been dissatisfied with Dijun and Taiyi's 'Yao Race Heavenly Court.'

If Dijun and Taiyi had merely established the Yao Race, transforming acquired living beings into yao and becoming emperors of the Yao Race, that would have been one thing!

But by establishing a Heavenly Court, Dijun and Taiyi had touched the taboo of the Primordial World's many Great Divine Ability Users and Great Luo Dao Lords.

Though Heavenly Court and Demon Court differed by only one word, they were in truth as far apart as heaven and earth. If Dijun truly took his rightful position as Heavenly Emperor, then under the Heavenly Dao Order, would they not become his subjects?

The Primordial World's many Great Divine Ability Users and Great Luo Dao Lords possessed power that belonged to themselves. They were Innate Sacred Beings or peak Innate God-Demons born in response to the Great Dao—how could they be willing to remain Subordinate To another?

Not even in name!

Had it not been for the decree of Dao Ancestor Hongjun of Purple Heaven Palace, Great Divine Ability Users would likely have long since acted to suppress the Yao Race.

"Humph, let you Witch Race fools who do not recognize Heaven's Will witness the foundation of my 'Yao Race Heavenly Court'!"

Seeing the Chaos Bell being suppressed and the Twelve Ancestral Witches acting so arrogantly, their words filled with contempt and biting mockery, rage rose in Dijun's heart. His face darkened as he Snorted Coldly.

As Dijun's voice echoed through the Primordial World, heaven and earth suddenly dimmed. Countless stars in the archaic starry sky gleamed, brewing a deep and vast, heaven-piercing, shocking killing intent.

As the archaic starry sky trembled and heaven and earth changed color, Lu Yuan's pupils contracted slightly amid the astonishment of the Great Divine Ability Users and Great Luo Dao Lords. A gleam flashed in his eyes as he secretly thought, "The Great Formation of the Stars? Could it be that Dijun has already mastered the 'Great Formation of the Stars'?"

After becoming a disciple of Shangqing Tongtian Daoist and arriving at the Kunlun Mountain Dao Field, Lu Yuan had often visited the library hall of the Three Pure Ones Daoists. Naturally, he was well acquainted with much of the Primordial World's history.

This 'Great Formation of the Stars' was the peerless formation of the Heavenly Court during the Divine Demon Dao Era. It had passed through the three eras of Emperor Cangli, Earth Emperor Yuejian, and Human Emperor Jiutou Shi, incorporating the wisdom of generation after generation of gods from the Divine Demon Dao Era. It could be called a Primordial Unity divine formation!

It was absolutely not the Yao Race formation rumored in his previous life to have been derived by Dijun through comprehending the He Tu Luo Shu and the archaic stars.

"There will be a good show now. I wonder whether the Twelve Ancestral Witches can withstand the 'Great Formation of the Stars'? I wonder whether they have already comprehended the 'Great Formation of the Gods and Fiends'? Otherwise, the Witch Race will likely fall into a disadvantage this time..."

Within Sanqing Palace, Lu Yuan Murmured to Himself, his gaze fixed on the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

The archaic stars trembled. With the Sun Star as the Formation Eye, three hundred and sixty-five Zhou Tian Stars moved at once along mysterious trajectories. That vast, heaven-piercing, towering killing intent descended upon the 'Ancestral Witch Hall' of Buzhou Mountain.

At this moment, every Great Divine Ability User and Great Luo Dao Lord in the Primordial World held their breath, their gazes solemnly fixed upon Buzhou Mountain, watching how the Witch Race would respond to the 'Great Formation of the Stars.'

"Humph, a mere 'Great Formation of the Stars,' a remnant formation from the Divine Demon Dao Era, dares act wildly before my Witch Race?" A chill flashed through Dijiang's eyes, and he suddenly shouted, "Brothers, form the 'Great Formation of the Gods and Fiends'..."

As Dijiang's command fell, ferocious expressions appeared on the faces of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. They formed hand seals and set up the formation, condensing twelve God-Demon phantoms. Whether they were deliberately concealing their strength or had not completely comprehended it, they did not condense a Pangu Phantom.

The twelve God-Demon phantoms gathered along mysterious trajectories, condensing an immense God-Fiend Qi that surged toward the 'Great Formation of the Stars.'

In the void, the 'Great Formation of the Stars' collided with the 'Great Formation of the Gods and Fiends.' Though these two Primordial Unity formations revealed only A Corner of themselves, their sharp grandeur had already begun to show, erupting with towering power.

Even a Great Divine Ability User would be torn to powder if they fell into these two formations, cast into the Land of Eternal Tribulation.

Seeing the foundations of the Witch and Demon Clans, the Great Divine Ability Users and Great Luo Dao Lords of the Primordial World grew even more wary of both races.

Facing the 'Great Formation of the Gods and Fiends,' Even If the 'Great Formation of the Stars' was profoundly mysterious, Dijun alone could not control it sufficiently. In the end, it was outmatched and fell into a disadvantage.

"Hmph..."

Within the Thirty-Three Heavens, inside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, seeing that he was outmatched and forced into a disadvantage, Dijun—who had wanted to teach the Witch Race a lesson—was deeply displeased. After Snorted Coldly, he could only withdraw his movements in embarrassment.

On the other side, Eastern Emperor Taiyi also put away the Chaos Bell. The Witch Race's control over the Primordial World's overall tide was now set in stone, so he no longer wasted effort on futile actions.

Although Dijun and Taiyi's Yao Race Heavenly Court had stopped attacking, the Twelve Ancestral Witches refused to let the matter rest while they held the advantage. Controlling the Great Formation of the Gods and Fiends, they fiercely assaulted the Thirty-Three Heavens, ruthlessly venting the fury in their hearts.

However, with the Great Formation of the Stars holding them back, they failed to inflict much damage upon the Thirty-Three Heavens.

After venting their anger, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also ceased their actions. Yet the enmity between the Witch and Demon Clans had been planted!

However, to Lu Yuan's surprise, in the years that followed, the Witch and Demon Clans seemed to have reached some sort of tacit understanding.

The Witch Race launched campaigns across the Primordial World's land, while the Yao Race Heavenly Court ruled the Thirty-Three Heavens, gathering the myriad acquired races and turning them into the Yao Race. No conflict erupted between them.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of years passed, and the time for Purple Heaven Palace's second lecture arrived!

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's clear, ethereal voice resounded throughout the Primordial World: "One Kalpa has come to an end. The second lecture is about to begin. All those fated to attend, swiftly come to Purple Heaven Palace and hear the Dao!"