Three hours were as brief as a blink to the Witch Clan and Demon Clan.
Di Jun and Dijiang were carried back to their respective camps by their subordinates. Pills, talismans, and secret arts were thrown at them as if they cost nothing, all in hopes of restoring even thirty percent of their strength before the final battle.
On the Demon Clan's side, Taiyi took over for his brother and urgently began reorganizing the Great Formation of the Stars—though yin and yang were unbalanced and over half the formation nodes had been damaged, it was still the Primordial World's greatest killing formation. Even at thirty percent of its power, it could sweep through an army.
On the Witch Clan's side, Zhu Jiuyin temporarily assumed the position of clan leader. He looked toward the remaining eight Ancestral Witches—Gonggong, Zhu Rong, and four others were still "in seclusion," though they were actually trapped by heart demons—and said solemnly, "Can the Great Heavenly God-Demon Array still be used?"
"It can." Xuanming gritted her teeth. "Although Houtu transformed into reincarnation, leaving the twelve one short, we can burn our essence blood and forcibly gather sixty percent of the Pangu True Body's might—it should be enough to hold off the Great Formation of the Stars."
"Then form the array!"
The eight Ancestral Witches formed a circle and began burning their essence blood. Their blood energy surged into the heavens, faintly coalescing into a towering Pangu Phantom.
Meanwhile, at the edge of the battlefield.
Lu Chen crouched in a concealed mountain hollow. Spread out before him was a beast-hide map densely marked with red, blue, and green dots.
The red dots represented the Earth Vein Bombs he had buried. There were three hundred and twenty-four locations remaining.
The blue dots represented formation backdoors, distributed across the