Both sides exchanged heated words, but in the end they did not take action again.
Houtu stood in the middle, Earth Dao's breath was continuously released, like an invisible barrier, constantly dispelling the murderous intent of both sides.
In the end, Dijun and Dijiang ordered the withdrawal of troops at the same time.
Twelve Ancestral Witches led their respective tribes back to their respective territories, and Demon Clan's army also gathered the remnants and retreated to Sun Star.
This brief fierce battle has come to an end for the time being.
But everyone knows that this is just the beginning.
Over the next tens of thousands of years, the conflict between lichs escalated again.
From the initial friction between Lesser Witch and Demon Soldier, to the head-on collision between Demon General and Greater Witch, to the direct confrontation between Demon Marshal and Ancestral Witch.
Every conflict caused a large number of casualties, and every friction engraved deeper hatred in the hearts of both sides.
Tribulation Qi, like invisible clouds, began to quietly fill the sky of Primordial Wilderness.
Dijun was sitting in the Lingxiao Palace, his face as gloomy as water.
He had just received the battle report. Three patrols under Bai Ze were ambushed by the Goumang tribe at Southwestern Border. The entire army was wiped out, leaving no one alive.
On the same day, Yingzhao's demon army fought against the Gonggong Tribe at Northern Icefield and suffered heavy losses. Yingzhao himself was also slightly injured.
In just one hundred years, Demon Clan has lost more troops on all fronts than in the previous tens of thousands of years combined.
"We can't go on like this."
Dijun's voice echoed in the empty hall, "If this continues, Demon Clan's foundation will be slowly worn away."
Taiyi and Kunpeng looked up at him at the same time. Several of Ten Great Demon Marshals were injured, and the soldiers of the Demon Clan were also beginning to show signs of fatigue.
At the same time, Twelve Ancestral Witches among the Witch Clan's Pangu Hall are also discussing matters.
There is a burnt black scar on Zhurong's left arm. It is the mark left by Dijun Solar True Fire. With the recovery power of Southern Bright Li Fire's body, this scar has not healed yet.
Gonggong looked gloomy, Goumang remained silent, and Rushou silently wiped the Metal-element Artifact in his hands. The atmosphere in the palace was as oppressive as the silence before the storm.
Houtu sat next to Dijiang, looking at his brothers, their faces were as dark as water.
She knew that things had reached a critical point. The hatred between the Witch Clan and Demon Clan had accumulated to such an extent that it could no longer be resolved by any one person's mediation.
Tens of thousands of years of friction, countless conflicts, and mountains of corpses, these accounts must be settled.
"Fight." Zhurong spoke first, his voice hoarse but firm.
"Di Jun and Tai Yi will go down personally, and we Twelve Ancestral Witches will go up together. Twelve Dutian Divine Fiends Formation, Demon Clan have seen its power."
Dutian Divine Fiends Formation.
This name silenced all Ancestral Witch present.
That was Witch Clan's Zhen clan formation. With Twelve Ancestral Witches itself as the base, all the power of the twelve people was gathered to summon Pangu True Body.
Everything under Pangu True Body is turned into powder. But this formation has never been used in actual combat.
Because once used, the consequences are unpredictable.
Dijiang was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly.
It's not that he doesn't know the danger of Dutian Divine Fiends Formation. Once this formation is activated, all Twelve Ancestral Witches will have to bear the huge load of the formation's operation, and Origin Essence will be injured if he is not careful.
But Great Array of the Stars of the Demon Clan has become the norm. If Dutian Divine Fiends Formation is not used to compete with it, Witch Clan will be gradually cannibalized by the Demon Clan sooner or later.
"Houtu,"
Dijiang turned to her, "Dutian Divine Fiends Formation You are the main one.
Your Earth Dao can best stabilize the formation, and you are the only one among us who can balance the power of twelve people together."
Houtu Close your eyes, then slowly open them. "Okay."
When the light of Zhou Tian Stars and the shadow of Pangu True Body appeared in the sky above Primordial Wilderness at the same time, the sky and the earth changed color.
Three hundred and sixty-five main stars lit up at the same time, and the power of the stars intertwined into a network, covering the entire battlefield.
Dijun is in position Sun Star, Changxi is in position Taiyin Star, Taiyi is suppressing the formation with Chaos Bell, and Ten Great Demon Marshals each presides over a star field.
This is the first time Great Array of the Stars is operating at full capacity since it was built.
Twelve Ancestral Witches stood in their respective positions at the same time. Dutian Divine Fiends Formation's array slowly spread out on the ground. Twelve evil spirits rose into the sky and met in the center of the array.
A huge shadow began to gather.
It was a giant holding Giant Axe. Although it was just a shadow, it exuded a pressure that suffocated all beings below Sage.
When the phantom of Pangu True Body slowly took shape on the battlefield, the air in the entire battlefield seemed to freeze.
Stars fall and evil spirits surge.
Power of the Stars of Heaven pours down from the three hundred and sixty-five main stars, like a galaxy pouring down. Each star beam is enough to penetrate a small star. The endless starlight weakens Dutian Divine Fiends Formation's evil aura layer by layer.
The evil spirit surged violently due to the impact of the starlight, and Twelve Ancestral Witches groaned at the same time, each suffering varying degrees of backlash.
But the ghost of Pangu True Body in Dutian Divine Fiends Formation also waved out Giant Axe at this moment.
Giant Axe The virtual shadow collided with the star beam, and a devastating shock wave spread from the center of the collision to all directions.
Mountains with a radius of a million miles were turned into powder in the shock wave, and the clouds in the sky were swept away, even Chaos outside the sky was exposed.
Countless weak creatures were directly turned into ashes in this shock wave, and they didn't even have time to scream.
But what really made them stop was not the innocent creatures affected.
Killings happen every day in Primordial Wilderness. They are Ancestral Witch and Heavenly Emperor. They are used to seeing life and death.
What really made them stop was the invisible force Karmic Sin.
Dijun sensed it first.
The moment another star beam was about to fly out of his hand, an indescribable heaviness suddenly pressed on his Primordial Spirit, as if an invisible hand was holding him down.
He looked down at his hands and saw nothing.
But he knew that it was Karmic Sin.
He was not the only one to sense it.
Taiyi, Houtu, Dijiang, Zhurong All people standing at the center of the battlefield felt the subtle but chilling power at the same moment.
That was not someone's pressure, nor was it some kind of restriction, but Heavenly Dao itself was issuing a warning to them.
Every creature they killed was recorded in Heavenly Dao's account book.
This debt must be repaid sooner or later.
The more powerful you are, the more you know how terrible Karmic Sin is. The fate of the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, and Kirin Clan when Dragon-Han Tribulation was still vivid in your mind.
What a glorious time when the three clans were fighting for hegemony, but in the end they were backfired by Karmic Sin and withdrew from the Primordial Wilderness stage.
Ancestral Dragon is still sleeping in East Sea Eye, Yuanfeng suppressed Undying Volcano and cannot be born again.
This is the price of Karmic Sin.
Dijun slowly lowered his hands.
Three hundred and sixty-five Star Banner dimmed at the same time, and the light of Sun Star and Taiyin Star converged into the clouds.
Opposite him, Houtu also canceled the operation of Dutian Divine Fiends Formation.
Twelve Ancestral Witches each took a few steps back, the formation slowly dissipated, and the huge Pangu True Body shadow drifted away in the morning light like mist.
No one spoke.
The only sounds on the battlefield were the sound of wind and the faint moans of the wounded in the distance.
There are no winners in this war.
Demon Clan killed countless Demon Soldier Demon General, Witch Clan damaged many Witch Clan elite soldiers.
However, the highest combat power of both sides, Dijun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, Ten Great Demon Marshals, and Twelve Ancestral Witches, did not fall.
Not because they are stronger than ordinary warriors, but because they stopped at the most critical moment.
Dijun was silent for a long time after returning to Sun Star.
He stood alone at the highest point of the Lingxiao Palace, looking in the direction of West, motionless.
No one knows what this Heavenly Emperor is thinking.
Maybe he was thinking about those dead Demon Clan soldiers, maybe he was thinking about the heart-stopping Karmic Sin, or maybe he was thinking about Houtu's eyes as calm as water when he stood opposite him.
On Mount Sumeru, Xuande stood under Bodhi Tree, looking at the patch of Tribulation Qi Clouds above the Primordial Wilderness land that had not completely dissipated, silently calculating the time in their hearts.
First War of the Witches and Demons is over.
He knew that there would be a second time. Before Second War of the Witches and Demons, Houtu saw the dead souls with no refuge in this catastrophe, so he felt compassion and transformed into Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Afterwards, Gonggong angrily touched Buzhou Mountain, Heavenly Pillar folded, Earthly Pillars was defeated, Waters of the Heavenly River poured down, and Primordial Wilderness all life was reduced to charcoal.