Buzhou Mountain Peak.
The two forces faced off, their battle intent soaring to the heavens.
The Wu Race and the Yao Race had harbored a blood feud for countless years. Today, it would finally be settled.
"Dijun, your Yao Race defies the Great Dao and disrespects Pangu Father God's teachings, yet you dare compete with my Pangu Orthodox Lineage for this opportunity. The Thirty-three Heavens belong to my Wu Race!"
"I, Dijiang, will pluck every last feather from you birds, eat your flesh, drink your blood, and crush the Yao Race completely!"
His voice rumbled, his baleful aura defying the heavens. Countless Spatial Blades appeared around Dijiang and tore toward the Yao army, stirring up terrifying Gale Winds.
At the same time, flames soared, waves surged, and thunder threatened to destroy the world... All manner of divine abilities and celestial phenomena erupted, intent on wiping out the Yao Race.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches attacked together.
The might of the Early-stage Quasi-Saints was unstoppable.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
"If you want to destroy my Yao Race, I, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, will never allow it!"
"Spacetime Great Dao, Sun's Will! With the Divine Command, I'll cut down the Wu Race's cultivation, destroy their True Spirits, and cast them into the Spacetime Turbulence, where chaos will grind everything to dust!"
In an instant!
All of Buzhou Mountain trembled. As the Chaos Bell rang, the Spacetime Law and Sun Law enveloped the Wu army and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, sending them into the Ancient Spacetime Path.
The Spacetime Law eroded their True Spirits and bodies, erasing their Life Force all the way back to its origin.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches felt their strength continually weakening, as though they might even fall below the Quasi-Saint level.
"Big brother, what do we do?"
"Eastern Emperor Taiyi has comprehended both the Space Law and the Time Law. With the Chaos Bell suppressing spacetime, all twelve of us are trapped!"
"And the Wu Race Warriors are spilling their blood and sacrificing their lives. They're dying beneath Eastern Emperor Taiyi's laws."
Zhu Jiuyin looked anxious.
Given some time, he and Dijiang could certainly break through the Ancient Spacetime Path together. But the Wu army's strength was being weakened, and lives were lost with every passing moment.
Wu Race Blood flowed together into mighty rivers, with white bones floating atop them. The sight was utterly brutal.
"So be it! Bring forth the Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array!"
With a furious roar, long-suppressed rage burst forth.
Dijiang revealed his trump card, making no effort to conceal the Wu Race's full strength.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches took their places in a special formation and unleashed the rampant Heaven and Earth Sha Qi. Then they tore open their chests and used their Ancestor Witch Essence Blood to forcibly form the Pangu True Body.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches shared a single mind and moved with perfect agility, unleashing unimaginable power.
"Slay the Yao Race!"
"May Pangu Father God descend and help our Wu Race destroy our enemies!"
Roars shook the air. Boundless baleful energy engulfed Buzhou Mountain, blotting out the Sun, Moon, and Stars.
Suddenly!
The Twelve Ancestral Witches' bodies fused, forming an incomparably colossal figure upon the land of Buzhou Mountain. It was the True Body of Great God Pangu. The energy it merely released was enough to slay Early-stage Quasi-Saint Great Powers.
"Disrespect Heavenly Dao and revere Pangu alone!"
"Break!"
Dijiang's voice echoed from within the Pangu True Body.
The Pangu True Body clenched its right hand into a fist and punched toward the Ancient Spacetime Path.
At that moment, spacetime seemed to grind to a halt.
The Ancient Spacetime Path shattered with ease, like a sheet of paper. The entire Wu army regained its freedom and charged toward the Yao army. Heads flew through the sky as blood sprayed across the void.
This was a true Bloody Battle!
"Late-stage Quasi-Saint! The Wu Race's Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array is actually this powerful?"
"This old ancestor could probably withstand just one strike from the Pangu True Body at most before fleeing into the Netherworld Sea of Blood!"
Inside the Hongmeng Immortal Palace.
Red Lotus Karmic Fire burned around Ancestor Minghe. Yuantu and Abi, the twin swords at his side, trembled faintly, as if they feared the might of the Pangu True Body.
For tens of thousands of years, Ancestor Minghe had cultivated the Great Dao of Blood.
During that time, he had secretly ambushed and killed many members of the Yao and Wu Races, refining Heaven and Earth Sha Qi with Red Lotus Karmic Fire and using blood to strengthen his four hundred and eighty million Blood God Sons.
"Fellow Daoist Minghe is currently an Early-stage Quasi-Saint. This Wu-Demon War is exceptionally fierce, and countless living beings have perished. Their blood has all flowed into the Netherworld Sea of Blood."
"This is a tremendous opportunity! After this battle, Fellow Daoist Minghe may be able to strengthen his laws with the blood of the Wu and Yao Races, sever a corpse, and become a Mid-stage Quasi-Saint!"
Dong Wanggong spoke to Ancestor Minghe with a warm expression.
This man was a veteran of the Prudent Path in the Primordial Wilderness. He was known for the saying, "As long as the Blood Sea remains, Minghe will never die." His combat strength was also top-tier among the Three Thousand Innate Gods.
Being able to withstand one strike from the Pangu True Body was already quite impressive.
If Dong Wanggong fought, he would have to burn his Chaos Demon God Body. Otherwise, even with his many Innate Supreme Treasures, he would be no match for the Pangu True Body.
Against an ordinary Late-stage Quasi-Saint, he could kill his opponent with a bit of effort.
But the Pangu True Body contained Great God Pangu's Law of Strength, along with his battle experience from World Creation. No ordinary person could defeat it.
"Immortal Emperor, you flatter me. I was born in the foul Netherworld Sea of Blood. Compared with all the fellow Daoists here, I'm terribly weak. I usually avoid traveling through the Primordial Wilderness, for fear of running into a Great Power I can't afford to offend!"
"I've drifted through life, with no support and no one to rely on. Alone and isolated, I've never met a kindred spirit. I lack your Immortal Emperor bloodline and talent, and I don't have the Merit and Destiny of the Three Pure Ones. What misfortune!"
Ancestor Minghe spoke humbly.
As someone who followed the Prudent Path, he didn't like to draw attention to himself.
Even when people fought for seats in the Purple Heavens Palace, he had merely watched from a corner, unwilling to incur any karma.
"Fellow Daoist Minghe, if you don't mind, why not join my Hongmeng Immortal Palace? With me to discuss the Dao with you, surely no one would dare treat you poorly!"
Dong Wanggong's lips curved into a faint smile as he extended an invitation to Ancestor Minghe.
At this,
Ancestor Minghe shook his head. He had no desire to live under someone else's roof.
A true man born between Heaven and Earth should cultivate prudently and forge an unparalleled Great Dao.
Seeing this, Dong Wanggong simply sampled some Jade Nectar and said no more.
Not establishing the Immortal Court or becoming the Co-Lord of Heaven and Earth didn't mean he had no desire to gather a few Innate Great Powers of profound cultivation and boundless potential.
Ancestor Minghe, Zhen Yuanzi, Ancestor Hong Yun, Fuxi... They were all his targets.
It was simply not yet the right time.
Killing intent surged without end, while Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water ran rampant.
The Pangu True Body crushed the Yao Race, and the balance of victory in the battle tilted toward the Wu Race.
"The Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array! Your Wu Race truly has deep foundations, but my Yao Race isn't to be underestimated either!"
"Let the Myriad Stars Great Array rise!"
Dijun channeled his magical power, and every member of the Yao Race brought forth a Black Star Banner. The radiance of the Myriad Stars shimmered across them. They were all Low-grade Postnatal Spirit Treasures.
The Star Banners in the hands of the Ten Great Yao Saints were nearly Top-grade Postnatal Spirit Treasures.
Above Dijun's head, Hetu Luoshu gave off a mysterious glow. Its profound meanings and laws rapidly wove themselves into a formation: the Hunyuan Heluo Great Array, which echoed the Myriad Stars Great Array.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
"Chaos Bell, suppress them!"
The Innate Supreme Treasure in Eastern Emperor Taiyi's hand suppressed the Myriad Stars Great Array.
Within the formation, Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's cultivation defied the laws of the world, instantly breaking through to the Late-stage Quasi-Saint level. Even their bodies could not withstand their surging magical power.
The light of the stars gathered, multiplying the Yao army's strength several times over.
"Dijun, Yao Race, you all deserve to die!"
"Flame Chains, incinerate the heavens!"
Within the Pangu True Body, Zhu Rong burned his own essence blood. The Flame Law ignited the Heaven and Earth Sha Qi, forming countless Flame Chains in the void that lashed toward Dijun.
The earth cracked, and rivers ran dry.
The spirit herbs and roots on Buzhou Mountain were incinerated in an instant, reduced to ashes.
"The sea of stars stretches without end—let the meteorites fall!"
"Yao army, follow me into battle! We'll wipe out the Wu Race!"
Dijun watched the Flame Chains fill the sky without a trace of emotion in his eyes. He stood at the center of the Myriad Stars Great Array, commanding the entire battle.
His voice fell.
The Archaic Stars appeared, and the vast Silver River brimmed with killing intent. Brilliant starlight transformed into countless meteors and stars, tearing through the darkness of the firmament as they crashed down upon the center of the Wu army.
In the blink of an eye, the Flame Chains vanished into nothingness. The Wu army, numbering in the hundreds of millions, was crushed into bloody pulp, and even their blood was evaporated by the starlight.
The brilliant starlight possessed the power to slaughter living beings.
At once, the Twelve Ancestral Witches flew into a rage, tears of blood spilling from their eyes.
That single strike had killed a third of the Wu Race Warriors. How could they not be heartbroken?
Watching the mocking expressions on Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's faces, Dijiang's heart twisted. He was utterly enraged.
"Twelve Ancestral Witches, burn your origins!"
"Pangu Father God, create the world!"
At Dijiang's command, the Ancestral Witches' essence blood and laws began to burn. The Pangu True Body grew even more solid, and its faintly radiating aura swept outward, causing Yao warriors to explode and die.
A giant axe appeared, accompanied by surging Heaven and Earth Sha Qi.
That was...
The Pangu Axe!
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