The Demon Clan. The Demon Court.
The Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation and the Twelve Capital Divine Formations kept crushing against each other. Fiendish energy soared to the heavens, and the aura of the Tribulation was so thick it weighed on the mind.
Forget Daluo—even a Quasi saint who wandered into either of the two great formations would have their Nascent Soul snuffed out in moments.
"Elder brother!"
"The Demon Clan has countless living beings, with the Ten Thousand Races to replenish their numbers. We Witch Clan can't afford a war of attrition like this."
"We have to go all out!"
Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire within the Twelve Capital Divine Formations, couldn't help shouting his advice to Dijiang.
"You all know that once we use our final trump card, even we won't be able to control what happens."
Dijiang drew a deep breath, swept his gaze over the other Ancestral Witches, and spoke gravely.
"If we keep going like this, we'll die anyway. We might as well take a chance. At least there'll be a glimmer of hope!"
"That's right, elder brother. Don't hesitate any longer!"
At that, Gonggong, Jumang, Xuanming, and the other Ancestral Witches all urged Dijiang anxiously.
"Elder brother, Zhurong is right this time."
With a piercing gaze, Zhujiuyin fixed his eyes on Dijiang and spoke.
"Then we'll do it!"
Even Zhujiuyin had said so. Dijiang didn't hesitate in the slightest and shouted his agreement.
Twelve torrents of blood and qi pierced heaven and earth, drawing in boundless Earth Turbid Qi and gathering it together.
In the blink of an eye, the Twelve Ancestral Witches merged into one.
"I am Pangu!"
The next moment, a towering figure wrapped in boundless Earth Turbid Qi stood between heaven and earth.
"Impossible!"
The Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation shook violently. Demon Emperor Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi stared at the vast, imposing figure in utter shock.
"Father God...?"
The Sanqing were stunned and couldn't help blurting it out.
At last, they understood why the Taiji Diagram and Pangu Banner had been stirring.
They had never imagined the Witch Clan could summon Father God's true form!
"Strange. This is so strange."
"Elder brother, second brother, that definitely isn't Father God himself. Its eyes are far too lifeless."
Tongtian shook his head and furrowed his brow.
"Right. Third brother is correct!"
"If that were Father God's true form, our strength wouldn't be enough to suppress the restlessness of the Taiji Diagram and Pangu Banner."
"To be precise, the Twelve Ancestral Witches used their own blood essence and the Twelve Divine Sha Formation to forcibly conjure Father God's true form."
Yuanshi nodded repeatedly and spoke loudly.
"Elder brother, it seems we have no choice but to step in and help the Witch Clan."
Tongtian suddenly turned to Laozi and asked solemnly.
"This..."
Laozi hesitated for a moment.
Even if it was only Pangu's true body, conjured by the Twelve Ancestral Witches with their blood essence, they still considered themselves Pangu's Orthodox Lineage.
If they didn't help the Witch Clan now, the living beings of the Ten Thousand Races would surely laugh at them.
But if they joined the battle, the Witch Clan would have an overwhelming advantage over the Demon Clan, and Nuwa, a Sage, wouldn't stand by and do nothing.
Thinking of the price of facing a Sage, Laozi felt uneasy.
"Let's wait a little longer!"
"The Witch Clan has the upper hand now. We can still step in if they truly can't stand against the Demon Clan."
Laozi made his decision in a grave tone, his gaze unwavering.
"Agreed."
Yuanshi and Tongtian nodded solemnly.
The Sea of Blood.
"That is some Pangu True Body. If you put it that way, this ancestor could claim the same title."
Minghe stared intently at the Thirty-three Heavens, then glanced at the Endless Sea of Blood beneath the Twelfth-Grade Fire Red Lotus and thought to himself.
The Demon Court, the Thirty-three Heavens.
"Rumble!"
Pangu's true body took a step forward, and the Earth Turbid Qi surged.
A violent pressure swept across heaven and earth, forcing countless living beings to tremble and prostrate themselves.
The Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation bore the brunt. Though it could unleash the power of a Sage, it still shook violently.
"Axe!"
Pangu's true body raised a hand and shouted.
Boundless Earth Turbid Qi surged in, condensing into the shape of the Pangu Axe in Pangu's true body's hand.
Everything around it was being destroyed, and a terrifying aura of destruction continued to spread.
The Taiji Diagram, Pangu Banner, and Chaos Bell—the three Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasures transformed from the Pangu Axe—were being drawn by a will far mightier than their own and stirred restlessly.
"Suppress them!"
Their immense power erupted as Taiyi, Laozi, and Yuanshi desperately suppressed their Natal Spiritual Treasures.
If Pangu's true body gained the support of all three Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasures, one swing of its axe might destroy both the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation and the Thirty-three Heavens.
"How could this happen?"
Even so, the countless members of the Demon Clan within the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation felt only despair before Pangu's illusory true body.
That was Great God Pangu, the legendary being who had created the Prehistoric World.
Could they really defeat him?
"That isn't Great God Pangu. If it were, a mere wisp of his aura would kill us all!"
"That's a false Pangu True Body formed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches through their formation."
"If you don't want to die, give it everything you've got!"
Seeing this, Demon Emperor Dijun roared a warning, his demonic aura surging around him.
The countless members of the Demon Clan came to their senses. They burned their blood essence one after another, frantically boosting the power of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation.
Now that things had come to this, they could only go all out!
"Kill!"
They gathered the power of countless stars and formed a colossal axe, as if to split heaven and earth apart, then struck at Pangu's true body.
"Impudent!"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches shouted in fury.
Pangu's true body hadn't finished gathering its power. If the Demon Clan destroyed it now, the Witch Clan would be doomed.
"Creation of Heaven!"
Without hesitation, the Twelve Ancestral Witches made Pangu's true body attack before it was ready.
The star-powered axe and the Turbid Qi axe collided. The force of their impact tore through heaven and earth and annihilated everything.
"Pfft!"
Even with the formation protecting them and the Chaos Axe's power weakened to its absolute limit, countless members of the Demon Clan were still crushed to death, turning into clouds of blood mist.
"Pfft!"
Even with the formation protecting them and the Chaos Axe's power weakened to its absolute limit, countless members of the Demon Clan were still crushed to death, turning into clouds of blood mist.
Pangu's true body trembled slightly, and blood seeped from the Twelve Ancestral Witches' mouths. They had suffered minor injuries, but they had protected the Witch Clan's living beings—and their side was clearly stronger.
"Finish them while they're down. Kill!"
Dijiang's eyes lit up as he shouted.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches unleashed their full power, driving Pangu's true body to swing the Chaos Axe, formed from Earth Turbid Qi, again and again.
"Pfft!"
The three hundred and sixty-five late-stage Daluo Demon Gods vomited blood, their auras weakening.
Of the 129,600 Daluo Demon Gods, more than half turned into clouds of blood mist, their Nascent Souls annihilated.
Billions of members of the Demon Clan fell like rain, without even having time to scream.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, Demon Emperor Dijun flew into a rage, and Eastern Emperor Taiyi was livid.
These were the foundations the Demon Clan had accumulated over countless ages.
The Witch Clan had destroyed the fruits of all their efforts with only two swings of the axe.
"You damned, reckless brutes of the Witch Clan! Then we'll perish together!"
Demon Emperor Dijun went completely mad. He burned his blood essence, invoked his authority over the Sun Star, and took control of the ancient stars in the heavens.
Those were stars that had fallen silent since the Desolate Ancient Era. One after another, they lit up.
Two starry skies overlapped, and boundless Star Power poured down, bolstering the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation.
The formation, which had seemed on the verge of speaking, blazed with even more radiant light and unleashed even more violent power.
"Stars of the heavens, explode!"
At Demon Emperor Dijun's furious shout, countless illusory stars came crashing down, blasting toward Pangu's true body.
Each illusory star exploded, engulfing a vast expanse of heaven and earth stretching for countless miles.
Pangu's true body couldn't protect every member of the Witch Clan. Screams rang out from all directions.
"Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation, explode!"
Dijun's roar shook the heavens once more.
"Rumble!"
Everything was annihilated.
The Thirty-three Heavens were gone.
Pangu's true body shattered.
Dijun, Taiyi, and the others coughed up blood without end. Fuxi, Kunpeng, and the Ten Great Demon Sages were all gravely injured, hovering between life and death.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were badly wounded, their auras weak. They stared across at the Demon Clan, and the Demon Clan stared back at them.
"Rumble!"
Just then, blood and qi shot up into the sky along the Shore of the East Sea.
"People of the Human Race, heed my command—enter the starry sky!"
The Human Emperor Huang Tian's shout shook heaven and earth.
Sui Ren Shi, Zi Yi Shi, You Chao Shi, and the others who would become the Three Ancestors of the Human Race followed close behind Huang Tian.
Trillions of humans set out. Hundreds of Martial Emperors (Daluo) led the way as they followed Huang Tian and boldly charged into the starry sky.
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