The Great Battle 2

On the ground, the two sides were locked in fierce battle.

In the sky, the three who faced off were no different. The atmosphere was tense. Ju Mang said nothing, while Qiang Liang was still trying to provoke his opponent.

At that moment, Fuxi fell silent, then suddenly chuckled.

He stretched out his right hand, and a pitch-black halberd appeared in it.

It was none other than the Top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Heaven and Earth Halberd.

When Fuxi entered battle stance, Qiang Liang stopped talking trash. His eyes filled with the will to fight, and he immediately revealed his God-Demon True Body, lightning flashing around him and illuminating the skies.

Ju Mang also revealed his God-Demon True Body, bathing the heavens in green light.

In an instant, the three clashed. Fuxi fought one against two without the slightest disadvantage, and both sides traded blows back and forth.

The Top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Heaven and Earth Halberd, had emerged in response to the fortune of victory and defeat between Heaven and Earth. It possessed immense offensive and defensive power.

The halberd cut through the sky like a shooting star, aiming straight for Qiang Liang's head.

Qiang Liang didn't hesitate. He swung both fists through the air, summoning thunder and lightning. Thunder crashed from all directions, and countless bolts of lightning formed two serpents that coiled around his arms.

He met the Heaven and Earth Halberd head-on with both fists.

Seeing this, Donghua remarked, "No wonder the Demon Gods cultivate only the Pangu True Body."

When it came to combat talent in the Primordial Wilderness, every one of the Twelve Demon Gods ranked among the best. They hardly ever used spiritual treasures in battle; their own bodies were spiritual treasures.

The Twelve Demon Gods could be called the true darlings of Heaven and Earth. Each was born with mastery over a Great Dao Law, and began as a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

As they cultivated the Divine Dao, they also comprehended Pangu's mighty form, using the Turbid Qi of the earth to cultivate only their true bodies. Their physical strength was astonishing.

The halberd and fists collided.

Golden light and purplish-blue light flashed, illuminating Heaven and Earth.

The fists blocked the halberd's attack.

But Fuxi seemed unsurprised. He swung the halberd again, spinning it through the air as blade-like golden rays burst from its edge.

They struck Qiang Liang's true body, shattering the lightning around him.

The blood of a Demon God scattered across the sky.

The murderous golden aura unleashed by the Heaven and Earth Halberd was so fierce that even a God-Demon True Body could not withstand it.

Seeing Qiang Liang wounded, Fuxi pressed forward. In the blink of an eye, he crossed through space and time and appeared beside him.

The Heaven and Earth Halberd once more aimed straight for his head.

"CLANG!"

A tremendous crash rang out through the sky.

Ju Mang had seen Qiang Liang wounded and swiftly moved to fill the gap, knocking back Fuxi's attack.

Ju Mang immediately sent a Wood Law toward Qiang Liang. The wounded area healed in an instant.

The three resumed their fierce battle.

Neither Ju Mang nor Qiang Liang could defeat Fuxi alone, but together, they held their ground.

Others might not have noticed, but Donghua saw it clearly: Fuxi was on the verge of breaking through to Mid Quasi-Saint.

Seeing a former fellow at the same level make progress left Donghua feeling bitter. If he were still East King Gong, he would probably be close to a breakthrough too. But his arrival had indeed delayed his cultivation.

Still, Donghua had no regrets. Without those several rounds of cultivation from scratch, he would probably still be a novice, unable to bring out his current strength.

Besides, his strength was steadily advancing now.

A breakthrough would come sooner or later, but Donghua understood that those who got ahead first had the advantage.

"Looks like I can't keep coasting like this."

Neither side could gain the upper hand in the battle in the sky, and they had reached a stalemate.

But a battle elsewhere caught Donghua's attention.

Xiong Er was watching it too.

It was the fight between Yuan Xiong, chieftain of the Iron Eater Beast Race, and Ci Tie, one of the Ten Great Demon Gods of the Heavenly Court.

Ci Tie ranked among the top five of the Ten Great Demon Gods of the Yao Race—fourth, at the very least.

He had a powerful body and a pair of huge horns atop his head.

Both men fought as if they didn't care whether they lived or died, going all out and pushing their Grand Unity Golden Immortal strength to its limits.

Both wielded long staves.

Their battle moved from the ground to the sky, then on to the River of Time and Space.

Yuan Xiong was especially ferocious, trading wounds for wounds.

Ci Tie couldn't stomach that kind of fighting, but there was nothing he could do. After all, he had killed Yuan Xiong's wife and child.

He, too, grew ruthless. Ignoring his injuries, he clashed with Yuan Xiong once more.

Donghua patted Xiong Er on the shoulder. "Don't worry. Your father and Ci Tie are evenly matched. It'll be hard to tell who wins."

Xiong Er nodded with difficulty, but his eyes never left the battle. The light in them seemed to turn into a flame, ready to devour Ci Tie.

"Tai Hua, can you figure out what the Demon God Race is trying to accomplish?"

Shao Siming thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Brother, I'm foolish, but I truly can't make sense of it. This battle came out of nowhere, and the Demon God Race started it. Yet so far, they don't seem to have gained anything. But I believe they must be hiding something."

Donghua nodded. Feeling the fluctuations coming from all over the Primordial Wilderness, he said, "It's already quite good that you've thought of that much. Now that the fighting has gone this far, I think I may understand a little."

Everyone turned to Donghua.

Donghua smiled. "This campaign launched by the Demon God Race is definitely not confined to this one place. The Primordial Wilderness is vast, but I've sensed fluctuations coming from elsewhere. So this must be an all-out campaign by the Demon God Race."

"An all-out campaign?"

"Exactly," Donghua said. "Look at how many Demon Gods are fighting below."

At his words, everyone turned their attention to the two armies battling on the ground.

Xuan Qing cried out in surprise. "The Demon God Race has just as many fighters as the Yao Race!"

"How is that possible?"

The Demon God Race had always lost to the Yao Race because it had fewer members.

They were no weaker in terms of top-tier fighters, but to contend for dominance over the Primordial Wilderness, strength at the top wasn't enough. They had to consider their overall strength.

Yet now, the Demon God Race's numbers matched those of the Yao Race.

That meant the Demon God Race had finally overcome its last weakness.

Donghua did not answer their questions. He used his power over space and time again, this time focusing his gaze on Buzhou Mountain.

That was the home of Houtu, the Demon God of the Demon God Race, and the race's main stronghold.

The image of Buzhou Mountain appeared in the mirror. Though Donghua was exerting himself to the fullest, it was still rather blurry, but clear enough to make out.

That couldn't be helped. It was Buzhou Mountain, after all. He could perform this art of the space-time mirror only because both sides were fighting right now.

Otherwise, if he used it so openly, the Great Powers of the Demon God Race and the Yao Race would have tracked him through space and time and come after him long ago.

The battle at Buzhou Mountain was even more brutal than the one here in the east.

At a glance, many Grand Unity Golden Immortals had already died, let alone those below their level.

In the image, Di Jun fought Dijiang.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi fought Zhu Jiuyin, Ru Shou, and Zhu Rong.

Empress Nuwa fought Houtu and Xuan Ming.

Kunpeng fought Tian Wu and Xi Zi.

Bai Ze fought She Bi Shi.

Xi He fought Gong Gong.

The Quasi-Saint Great Powers of both sides had all entered the fray. Apart from the eastern battlefield, they had all gathered beneath Buzhou Mountain.

Of all the battles, the one between Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the three Demon Gods was the bloodiest.

There was nothing half-hearted about their fight. Every one of them was wounded to some degree. Zhu Rong, the Fire Demon God, fought especially aggressively and suffered the worst injuries.

The most orderly and straightforward fight was between Di Jun and Dijiang. Their attacks were broad and forceful, and they exchanged combat techniques, Dao attacks, and magical treasures, neither gaining the upper hand.

The battles involving Kunpeng, Xi He, and Bai Ze were more ordinary, more like exchanges of spells.

But the most relaxed battle was unquestionably Nuwa's fight against Houtu and Xuan Ming.

Donghua took one look and blurted out, "They're faking it!"

How was that a battle? They were clearly just testing their Great Dao Laws. One would strike, and the other would counter. Then the other would strike, and the first would counter.

Sometimes they even stopped to let the other side think of a way to counter before resuming the fight.