The instant the Great Formation of the Stars and the Great Heavenly God-Demon Array exploded, the entire battlefield at Buzhou Mountain seemed to freeze.
Star fragments and Pangu's blood energy rained down, crashing onto the battlefield and raising clouds of blood mist. Taiyi, who had presided over the formation, and the eight Ancestral Witches were flung away like kites with severed strings. They sprayed blood across the sky before they even hit the ground, their auras weakened to the extreme.
The backlash had been too severe.
The old wound in Taiyi's chest, left by the God-Slaying Spear, split open completely. Golden demon blood gushed from it like a spring. He could no longer even hold the Chaos Bell Replica, and it fell from his grasp, crashing into the ground.
At the moment the eight Ancestral Witches had it even worse—they had burned their essence blood to force the incomplete Great Heavenly God-Demon Array into action. Now the backlash had struck at their very foundations. Xuanming's Ice Law began to dissipate, Gou Mang's Wood Law withered, and Ru Shou's Metal Law dimmed...
Even Zhu Jiuyin, an Ancestral Witch who wielded the Law of Time, clutched his chest and dropped to one knee, disbelief written across his face.
"The formation... how could..." He coughed up blood mixed with fragments of his organs. "Those disruptions... who was behind them?"
No one answered.
The war wasn't over yet.
Though the great formations had collapsed, the soldiers of the Witch and Demon Clans were still fighting.
Without the formations' power, the Demon Clan had reverted to a rabble relying on superior numbers, while the Witch Clan had returned to its primitive way of fighting with brute strength.
But now that the formations no longer suppressed them, the battle had become even bloodier and more brutal.