Wu-Yao's Death Match, Immortal Slaying Sword Formation Reappears

The twelve Ancestor Witches of the Witch Race transformed into twelve heavenly pillars, looking down upon the countless Great Powers of the Primordial World.

Chu Yan was also greatly astonished upon witnessing the bearing of the Ancestor Witches.

So these were the twelve Ancestor Witches of the Primordial World? Though their appearances varied, their aura was like mountains and peaks, truly majestic beyond compare.

Chu Yan instantly felt reassured in his heart.

With the Ancestor Witches appearing, who would dare to provoke them?

In an instant, Taiqing, Yuanshi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and even Nuwa all retreated explosively.

No one wanted to provoke the Witch Race.

The Witch Race bore the merit of Pangu's creation of the world and were Pangu's descendants; whoever provoked them was doomed.

Boom, rumble...

In an instant, the Witch Race's fortune surged violently.

Countless Great Powers watched, dumbfounded.

"How can this be? The Witch Race's fortune actually increased."

"By helping the Human Race, the Witch Race's fortune rose; by opposing the Human Race, the Demon Race's fortune directly fell. What kind of race is this?"

The endless Great Powers were completely stunned at this sight.

In an instant, many powerful beings fixed their gazes on the Human Race. Nuwa was especially entranced—such a race must be grasped in her hands.

Taiqing also revealed a greedy look, not to mention Jieyin and Zhunti.

Almost everyone understood that this Human Race was likely no simple matter.

Everyone also realized it instantly.

No wonder the Human Race was protected by the Heavenly Dao at birth—this Human Race was indeed extraordinary.

There were only a hundred thousand Innate Humans, yet their fortune was already this terrifying.

If they were to multiply and spread, what would become of the Primordial Human Race?

All the powerful beings understood why Hongjun had schemed against the Human Race, and why Nuwa had to receive the Human Race's worship as the Holy Mother to become a Saint.

It was truly because the potential of this Human Race was too terrifying.

Everyone understood that once Nuwa became a Saint, as long as she didn't court death, she would surely remain safe and sound.

Especially Hongjun—when he saw the moment the Witch Race's fortune rose, his expression changed drastically.

Everything was in chaos. The Human Race had actually joined forces with the Witch Race, and his painstaking plans were all ruined.

Hongjun was filled with boundless rage, but he simply couldn't free his hands.

"No, today, Nuwa must become a Saint."

Only then could the Demon Race's fortune match that of the Witch Race.

"Witch Race, how dare you speak such arrogant words—"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, followed by the sound of a bell tolling.

In an instant, it shook every Living Being in the entire Primordial World, filling them with terror.

Even many weak ants were directly obliterated on the spot by the sound of this bell.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun made their entrance.

Two Three-legged Golden Crows blotted out the sky, their terrifying Sun True Fire baking the Primordial land.

Behind them followed the Ten Demon Marshals of the Demon Heavenly Court, along with countless powerful beings of the Demon Race.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...

Countless weak Living Beings instantly exploded and died.

Even the waters of the Shore of the East Sea were instantly set boiling.

"You Witch Race, daring to strike at my Demon Race—kill them all—."

Since ancient times, the Wu and Yao had been irreconcilable. When the twelve Ancestor Witches appeared, the Demon Race was sure to show up as well.

Countless Demon Race beings rapidly filled the entire sky, their positions faintly echoing the three hundred and sixty-five stars of the heavens.

"Star Dou Great Array, establish—."

The Demon Race's ultimate treasure had appeared.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun sat at the two main array eyes.

"The Star Dou Great Array is established. This Emperor will sweep away the Witch Race in one fell swoop. Warriors of the Demon Race, kill them all—."

Clang—.

The Donghuang Bell tolled.

Countless bursts of Star Power erupted, hurtling straight toward the twelve Ancestor Witches.

"Hmph, what an appetite—to actually dream of swallowing my Witch Race whole. Utter delusion."

"Feather-wearing, shell-bearing, moisture-born, egg-hatched scum dare to bark at us, the Pangu Orthodox? You seek death."

Boundless Sha Qi erupted in an instant. The Twelve Ancestor Witches became ferocious and demonic, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.

"Du Tian Shen Sha—"

The Twelve Ancestor Witches also played their trump card, and the Twelve Du Tian Shen Sha Great Array activated in an instant.

Suddenly, twelve sky-supporting giant pillars appeared from all directions.

Boom, rumble...

Killing intent surged, instantly flooding the entire Primordial World, even the sky turning blood-red.

The Demon Race refused to yield. The stars in the sky burst forth with dazzling radiance.

"Kill—."

"Kill—."

Both races roared at the same time, and the Witch-Demon War erupted once more.

In an instant, the Primordial World ran rivers of blood.

Taiqing and the others saw this and immediately said:

"Now that the Witch Race is tied down by the Demon Race and has no time for the Human Race, this is our chance."

Nuwa and the others also snapped to attention and quickly said:

"Good. A rare opportunity. I hope all fellow disciples will strike together and make Chu Yan die on the spot."

"Agreed."

Boom, rumble...

Their respective treasures erupted wildly.

Seeing this, the Twelve Ancestor Witches gnashed their teeth in fury.

This damned bastard. If that's how it is, then no one gets off easy.

"Brothers and sisters, Father God's will has awakened. Hurry and condense the Pangu True Body so that Father God's will can descend and utterly crush these mangy brutes."

"That's right. If not now, when?"

"Good."

Boom—.

In an instant, within the Star Dou Great Array, the Twelve Ancestor Witches merged into one.

Faintly, a burly man appeared out of thin air.

Roar—.

With a single bellow, an even taller sky-supporting giant materialized, vivid and lifelike.

"Pangu True Body—."

Rustle, rustle...

A terrifying aura erupted, instantly making the Demon Race feel a suffocating pressure in their chests.

"Not good."

Within the Star Dou Great Array, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's faces changed drastically.

"Quick, immediately lock down the Star Dou Great Array. Now that Pangu's Will has awakened, once it perceives the Pangu True Body, we are all dead."

All the Demon Race burned their essence blood.

In an instant, the entire Star Dou transformed into a curtain of light, unbreakable.

"Hmph, the Demon Race plots well. Trying to block us from connecting with Father God's will—absolutely impossible."

Ancestor Witch Dijiang roared loudly:

"Quick, gather all power, break the Star Dou, let Father God sense the true body, achieve the true Pangu, and annihilate the Demon Race in one stroke."

The Demon Race wanted to wipe out the Witch Race in one go, but didn't the Witch Race also want to use Pangu's Will to utterly shatter the Demon Race?

One could say that both the Witch and Demon races had poured everything into this battle.

"Roar—."

The Pangu True Body let out a howl, its terrifying power fully exploding as it swung an axe.

It sought to shatter the Star Dou.

Boom, rumble...

The earth shook and mountains swayed. Countless Demon Race members coughed up blood on the spot, and many more exploded and died on the spot.

Nuwa and the others were dumbfounded at the sight.

"Damn it. The Witch Race's fortune is too strong. The Demon Race is no match. If this continues, the Demon Race will surely lose."

"Correct. If the Witch Race wins, all our plans will come to nothing."

The Twelve Ancestor Witches were forcing their way through the Zhou Tian Star Dou, linking to Father God's will, and even the stars themselves began to waver.

Nuwa and the others could no longer sit still.

"Quick, we have few chances. Kill Chu Yan at once. Once Chu Yan is destroyed, the Witch Race's destiny will fall, and they will lose this battle."

"Agreed."

The Taiji Diagram, the Pangu Banner, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, the Golden Lotus of Merit, the Map of Mountains and Rivers—all of them.

In that instant, they shot forth together, straight toward the Primordial Human Race.

"Chu Yan, you're dead."

A crashing roar...

In a single moment, they shattered the will of the human race.

Pfft—

Every human spat blood, sent reeling by that blow.

Yet Nuwa's assault did not relent. She burned her mana directly, breaking through the now-fading Destiny Golden Dragon in an instant.

"Aooo—"

A pained cry. The golden dragon was scattered, returning to slumber. Nuwa suffered backlash as well, but she did not stop. After all, this was her only hope.

"Chu Yan, die—!"

In that moment, Nuwa staked everything, reckless and desperate.

As long as she killed Chu Yan, as long as she became a saint, everything she had sacrificed would be worth it.

Watching Nuwa charge before him, Chu Yan felt his entire body frozen, unable to move.

"Is this really how I die? Truly, man proposes, heaven disposes."

Above his head, the Taiji Diagram suppressed everything, locking him in place.

The Pangu Banner had severed his connection to the human race.

He could only watch helplessly as Nuwa erased him.

Boom—

Nuwa struck Chu Yan directly. But the expected result did not come.

Instead, he felt waves of terrifying Killing Aura surging toward him.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh...

From the darkness, four great swords suddenly transformed into Sky-Pillar Giant Swords, unleashing boundless slaughter.

"The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation?"