Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array VS Myriad Stars Great Array

Atop Buzhou Mountain.

Two forces clashed, their battle intent soaring to the heavens.

The blood feud spanning countless years between the Witch Race and the Demon Race would finally be settled today.

"Dijun, your Demon Race defies the Great Dao, disrespects the ways of Pangu Father God, yet dares to contend with us, the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, for fortune. These Thirty-three Heavens, my Witch Race claims them!"

"I, Dijiang, will pluck your feathers clean, devour your flesh, drink your blood, and utterly crush the Demon Race!"

His voice was deep and rumbling, Sha Qi rebelling against the heavens. Countless Spatial Blades materialized around Dijiang, hurtling toward the Demon army and stirring up terrifying gales.

At the same time, flames surged skyward, waves crashed violently, thunderbolts heralded destruction... All manner of divine abilities and strange phenomena erupted together, determined to annihilate the Demon Race.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches struck simultaneously.

The might of Early-stage Quasi-Saint was unstoppable.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

"Want to destroy my Demon Race? I, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, will not allow it!"

"The Great Dao of Spacetime, the Will of the Sun—by Divine Command, sever the Witch Race's cultivation, extinguish their True Spirits, cast them into Spacetime Turbulence, and let Chaos grind everything to nothing!"

In an instant!

The entire Buzhou Mountain trembled. As the Chaos Bell rang out, the Law of Spacetime and the Law of the Sun enveloped the Witch army and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, dragging them instantly into the Ancient Spacetime Path.

The Law of Spacetime eroded True Spirit and flesh alike, erasing life force from the very origin of its trace.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches felt their power constantly weakening, as if they might even fall below the Quasi-Saint realm.

"Big Brother, what do we do?"

"That Eastern Emperor Taiyi has comprehended both the Law of Space and the Law of Time, and with the Chaos Bell suppressing spacetime, all twelve of us Ancestral Witches are trapped!"

"And our Witch Race warriors—they are shedding blood and sacrificing their lives, falling beneath Eastern Emperor Taiyi's laws."

Zhu Jiuyin's face was anxious.

If given some time, he could surely join forces with Dijiang to break the Ancient Spacetime Path. But now, the Witch army's strength was being sapped, and lives were lost with every moment.

Witch Race Blood gathered into surging rivers, white bones floating atop them—a scene of utter cruelty.

"Enough. Activate the Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array!"

A furious roar unleashed the pent-up rage of ages.

Dijiang revealed his trump card, displaying the Witch Race's combat power without restraint.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches took up special positions, unleashing wild Heaven and Earth Sha Qi. Then they slashed open their own chests, forcibly condensing the Pangu True Body with Ancestor Witch Essence Blood.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were linked in mind and spirit, moving with fluid ease, able to unleash unimaginable battle power.

"Slay the Demon Race!"

"Invoke Pangu Father God's descent! Aid my Witch Race in destroying the enemy!"

Roars boiled over. Boundless, overwhelming Sha Qi shrouded Buzhou Mountain, blotting out the Sun, Moon, and Stars.

Suddenly!

The bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches merged, shaping an immensely towering form upon the land of Buzhou Mountain—the true body of Great God Pangu himself. The mere energy it radiated could slay Early-stage Quasi-Saint powerhouses.

"Disrespect Heavenly Dao, Solely Reverence Pangu!"

"Break!"

Within the Pangu True Body, Dijiang's voice echoed.

His right hand clenched into a fist, and the Pangu True Body smashed into the Ancient Spacetime Path.

At that moment, spacetime itself seemed to freeze.

The Ancient Spacetime Path shattered like paper, easily broken. All the Witch army regained their freedom and charged at the Demon army. Heads flew everywhere, blood splashed across the Void.

This was a true bloodbath!

"Late Quasi-Saint? This Witch Race's Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array is actually this powerful?"

"This Old Ancestor, in the hands of the Pangu True Body, could probably withstand at most one strike, then would have to flee into the Netherworld Sea of Blood!"

Within the Hongmeng Immortal Palace.

Old Ancestor Minghe was surrounded by burning Red Lotus Karmic Fire. Beside him, the twin swords Yuantu and Abi trembled faintly, as if in fear of the Pangu True Body's might.

For tens of thousands of years, Old Ancestor Minghe had cultivated the Great Dao of Blood.

During that time, he had also secretly ambushed and killed many Demon and Witch Race members, using Red Lotus Karmic Fire to refine Heaven and Earth Sha Qi, and blood to empower his four hundred and eighty million Blood God Sons.

"Daoist Minghe is currently at Early-stage Quasi-Saint. This Wu-Demon War is extremely fierce, with countless living beings falling, and all their blood gathers in the Netherworld Sea of Blood."

"This is a great opportunity! After this battle, Daoist Minghe should be able to use the blood of Wu and Demon to elevate his law, cut off a corpse, and become Mid-stage Quasi-Saint!"

East King Duke spoke with a gentle expression, addressing Old Ancestor Minghe.

This man was the ultimate Prudent Path old coin of the Primordial World, famed for the saying 'The Sea of Blood never dries, Minghe never dies,' and his combat power was also at the ceiling level among the Three Thousand Innate Gods.

To be able to withstand a single blow from the Pangu True Body is already quite impressive.

If East King Duke were to make a move, unless he burned his Chaos Demon God body, even relying on numerous Innate Supreme Treasures, he would be no match for the Pangu True Body.

Against an ordinary Late Quasi-Saint, he could expend some effort to kill them.

But the Pangu True Body contains the Law of Strength of the Great God Pangu, along with the combat experience from the World Creation, and is by no means something others can defeat.

"This Emperor flatters me. This Old Ancestor was born in the filthy Netherworld Sea of Blood, far weaker than all the fellow Daoists present. I rarely walk the Primordial World, for fear of encountering powers I cannot afford to offend!"

"Drifting through half a life, without support or reliance, utterly alone, never meeting a kindred spirit. Lacking This Emperor's background and talent, nor the merit and destiny of the Three Pure Ones, truly unfortunate!"

Old Ancestor Minghe said humbly.

As a follower of the Prudent Path, he did not like to stand out.

Even when seizing seats at Purple Cloud Palace, he merely watched from a corner, unwilling to incur any karmic ties.

"Daoist Minghe, if you are willing, why not join my Hongmeng Immortal Palace? With This Emperor discussing the Dao with you, no one should dare to treat you poorly!"

A slight smile curling at the corner of his mouth, East King Duke extended an olive branch to Old Ancestor Minghe.

Hearing this.

Old Ancestor Minghe shook his head. He had no desire to live under another's roof.

A true man born between Heaven and Earth should cultivate steadily and forge his own supreme path.

Seeing this, East King Duke simply tasted the Jade Nectar and said no more.

Not establishing an Immortal Court or becoming the Co-Lord of Heaven and Earth did not mean he was unwilling to recruit some deep-cultivation, boundless-potential Innate Great Powers.

Old Ancestor Minghe, Zhen Yuanzi, Old Ancestor Hongyun, Fuxi... these were all his targets.

But now, the time was not yet right.

Killing intent was boundless; Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water ran rampant.

The Pangu True Body crushed the Demon Race, and the scales of battle tipped in favor of the Witch Race.

"The Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array—your Witch Race's foundations are indeed deep, but my Demon Race is no pushover either!"

"The Myriad Stars Great Array, rise!"

Dijun channeled his magical power, and all the Demon Race offered up a black Star Banner, each shimmering with the radiance of the Myriad Stars, all Low-grade Postnatal Spirit Treasures.

The Ten Great Yao Saints held Star Banners that were even close to the Top-grade Postnatal Spirit Treasure level.

Above Dijun's head, the River Diagram and Luo Script radiated profound mystery, and the principles and order of rules swiftly formed a great array—the Hunyuan Heluo Great Array, resonating with the Myriad Stars Great Array.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

"Chaos Bell, suppress!"

The Innate Supreme Treasure in Eastern Emperor Taiyi's hand suppressed the Myriad Stars Great Array.

Within the array, Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's cultivation realms defied the rules, breaking through to Late Quasi-Saint in an instant, to the point where even their physical bodies could not withstand the surging magical power.

Starlight converged, and the combat power of the Demon Race army multiplied several times over.

"Dijun, Demon Race—you all deserve to die!"

"Flame Chains, burn 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 dense chains of flame in the void that shot toward Dijun.

The earth cracked, rivers dried up.

The spirit herbs and spirit roots on Buzhou Mountain were reduced to ashes in an instant.

"A sea of stars, boundless; meteors fall!"

"Demon Race army, follow This Emperor to kill the enemy and exterminate the Witch Race to the last!"

Dijun looked at the sky-filling chains of flame, not a single ripple in his eyes. He stood at the center of the Myriad Stars Great Array, commanding the entire battle.

As his words fell.

The Archaic Stars, the vast Milky Way, revealed their killing intent. The brilliant starlight transformed into countless meteor stars, tearing through the darkness of the sky and crashing down into the midst of the Witch Race.

In an instant, the flame chains turned to nothing. Hundreds of millions of Witch Race warriors were ground into meat paste, their very blood evaporated by the starlight.

The dazzling starlight actually possessed the power to slaughter living beings.

Instantly, the Twelve Ancestral Witches bristled with rage, blood and tears streaming down.

With that single strike, three-tenths of the Witch Race warriors had fallen—how could this not pain them?

Looking at the mocking faces of Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Dijiang's heart convulsed. He was utterly enraged.

"Twelve Ancestral Witches, burn your origin!"

"Pangu Father God, create the world!"

At Dijiang's command, the essence blood and laws of all the Ancestral Witches ignited. The Pangu True Body became even more solid in that moment, and the aura that swept forth caused Demon Race members to self-destruct on the spot.

A giant axe appeared, accompanied by surging Heaven and Earth Sha Qi.

That was...

The Pangu Axe!