Who Wins, Who Loses? Dao Ancestor Hongjun Appears!

Among the Three Thousand Great Daos, strength reigns supreme.

Heaven and Earth Sha Qi gathered from all directions, and the Pangu Axe was born from within that Sha Qi. The sharp blade gleamed with a faint, chilling light, and the Law of Strength radiating from it shattered the void.

The Pangu True Body gripped the Pangu Axe with both hands.

A surge of air burst forth, and an unmatched aura suppressed all living beings.

The black Pangu Axe shimmered with three thousand divine patterns, tearing through the sky and clouds, stirring a breathtaking spectacle.

Crack!

Suddenly, a chasm appeared between heaven and earth.

One axe strike split the sky, hurtling toward the Myriad Stars Great Array and the Demon Race army. Its soul-shaking might was unbearable even across billions of miles.

In an instant!

Countless Demon Race soldiers were annihilated, and many Witch Race Warriors were caught in the Pangu Axe's power, reduced to dust in the blink of an eye, swallowed by that overwhelming force.

Brilliant, dazzling fireworks burst in the sky—the last flash of beauty from exploding bodies.

Severed limbs and shattered remains littered the scene.

For a moment, the summit of Buzhou Mountain became a hell on earth. Tribulation Karma intertwined with vengeful spirits and Sha Qi, staining the entire River of Life with endless ominous power.

The might of the Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array was so terrifying.

"Dijun, do you submit?"

A voice like thunder boomed from within the Pangu True Body. Dijiang's words brimmed with heroic pride and the supreme glory of being of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage.

With this strike, countless cracks appeared in the Myriad Stars Great Array.

Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi spat blood, their bodies and Primordial Spirits suffering devastating blows.

The might of Pangu—such was its due!

"Such a petty trick dares to show off before an expert!"

"Demon Race army, extinguish the stars! Use starlight to invert yin and yang, shake heaven and earth, and cut down the Witch Race!"

"Sun Star, ignite!"

Dijiang roared, his Heavenly Emperor Star Robe turning to ash. He revealed his Three-legged Golden Crow true form, and scorching True Sun Fire turned into lava, cascading down from the sky.

Countless stars gathered purple light, forming blood-red stars atop the Myriad Stars Great Array. They devoured all things in the world, brewing a power capable of extinguishing all life.

The Sun Star also shifted unpredictably, transforming into a black orb. Infinite Sun Law merged into the blood-red stars, and the terrifying energy nearly overflowed, barely contained.

Then.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi also transformed into his Three-legged Golden Crow true form. His golden pupils flickered with the power of time and space. Gripping the Chaos Bell, which stretched hundreds of millions of zhang, he smashed it toward the Pangu True Body.

At this moment, the final battle erupted in full force.

"Witch Race Warriors, forge the glory of our Pangu Orthodox Lineage with your blood!"

"Before the Hongmeng was distinguished, when Chaos was yet unopened, the Pangu Axe split the world, slaying the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods. One force breaks all laws—annihilate!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches burned their flesh and blood, devouring endless Heaven and Earth Sha Qi.

Victory or defeat rested on this single strike!

Upon the Pangu True Body, visions of the world's creation unfolded. The Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods all had their chests shattered, kneeling in submission to the Great God Pangu within the Chaos.

Axe light filled the sky. Every flicker of Mysterious Light marked the fall of a Chaos Demon God.

Now, the killing intent on the Pangu Axe reached its critical point, sharp and fierce beyond measure.

"Fight!"

"Kill!"

Blood boiled, staining the blue sky red.

The divine abilities of the Witch Race and Demon Race clashed in an instant. The Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array and the Myriad Stars Great Array trembled, cracks spreading wider and wider.

Between the Nine Heavens, the Pangu Axe and the blood-red stars revealed their divine might.

The void was utterly destroyed. Rampaging energy, carrying the rules of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water, wreaked havoc. Chaotic gales evolved within the turbulent currents, reaping the lives of both armies.

"With the blood of the Demon Race, extinguish all life!"

"Go!"

Dijian let out a long cry, and his neck suddenly burst open. Endless Three-legged Golden Crow blood merged into the blood-red stars.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Ten Great Yao Saints, and countless demon soldiers did the same.

In an instant, blood flowed like a torrent, fusing with the blood-red stars. The power unleashed far surpassed before, crushing down upon the Pangu True Body.

Crack!

The Pangu Axe shattered!

With this attack, the Demon Race gained the upper hand, carving a path to victory with their blood.

Though the Demon Race's origins were greatly damaged, they ultimately held the advantage.

Defeat crumbles like a landslide!

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The blood-colored stars collided with Pangu's True Body, exploding directly. The violent energy pressed down on the Twelve Ancestral Witches, their hearts finally sinking as they fell heavily to the ground, gravely wounded.

Pangu's True Body also faded and dissipated into nothingness.

"The Wu Race is defeated!"

Within the Hongmeng Immortal Palace, the early-stage Quasi-Saint great powers were shocked, drawing in cold breaths.

They had originally thought the Wu Race could defeat the Demon Race by relying on the Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array, but Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi had somehow comprehended the Myriad Stars Great Array from somewhere.

Borrowing the might of the Sun Star and the Archaic Stars, they refined a killing blow with the blood sacrifice of the Demon Race, shattering Pangu's True Body and suppressing the entire Wu Race.

"Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches are strong, they ultimately cannot withstand the vast stars and the power of countless demons. And the Wu Race's army cannot unite their strength with the Ancestral Witches, so defeat is certain."

"That final blood-colored star can annihilate all things in the world; its power has already surpassed the late Quasi-Saint stage, reaching a strike at Quasi-Saint Peak."

"Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi are truly unfathomable!"

East King Duke spoke slowly, his heart also stirred with waves.

The Wu Race and the Demon Race truly lived up to being the protagonists of the kalpa; the power they possessed was something even he could not match.

With East King Duke's current combat strength, he could destroy a mid-stage Quasi-Saint, but facing a late-stage Quasi-Saint great power or even a peak-stage one, even if he was willing to fight, the losses would be immense.

Minor Achievement of the Law of Strength was not capital for him to act recklessly.

It seemed he needed to be more steady, even more reclusive than Old Ancestor Minghe.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The blood-colored stars shattered, turning into countless meteorites that struck the Wu Race army like thunderbolts.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches lay weakly on the ground, with only Dijiang retaining a shred of will; the other Ancestral Witches had burned through their essence blood and origin, falling into unconsciousness.

The Wu Race army, reduced to twenty or thirty percent of its strength, protected the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Around them, Dijun led the Demon Race army, surrounding the Wu Race people completely, intent on ending the lives of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and exterminating the Wu Race.

Swords were drawn and bows bent; the atmosphere was tense.

Just as the great battle was about to erupt again, waves of immortal Dao sounds came from the chaos, spreading throughout the entire Primordial World.

Purple Qi came from the East, and strange phenomena arose everywhere.

"Stop, all of you!"

The power of a sage swept through, forcibly separating the people of the Wu and Demon races. Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat high on a Cloud Platform, descending before the crowd.

Three Thousand Laws swirled around him, and the sage's pressure forced the people of both races to kneel on the ground.

"We pay our respects to the Dao Ancestor!"

The Hongmeng Immortal Palace flickered, and East King Duke, along with a group of Innate Great Powers, slightly bowed, respectfully saluting Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Only Dijun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Dijiang looked up at the Dao Ancestor in the sky with unwillingness.

All beneath a sage are ants!

The appearance of Dao Ancestor Hongjun meant the great war between the Wu and Demon races was over.

"The Wu Race and the Demon Race both have the potential to become Co-Lords of Heaven and Earth. But the Heavenly Secrets have not yet been revealed. You must comply with the Heavenly Dao and fight no more."

"In this battle, the Wu Race's Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array has been shattered, and the Demon Race has won. The Thirty-three Heavens shall be governed by the Demon Race, who will occupy the Heavenly Dao Destiny and regulate all beings in the Primordial World."

"From now on, the demons rule the heavens, and the wu rule the earth. For one hundred thousand years, no decisive battle may erupt. Otherwise, I will send down heavenly punishment to uphold the authority of Heaven!"

Dao Ancestor Hongjun swept his gaze around, his tone carrying an unquestionable weight.

Those who defy a sage are not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao!

The kalpa had not yet arrived, and the sages of heaven and earth had not yet emerged. This was not the time for a decisive battle between the Wu and Demon races.

"We obey!"

The Demon Race people were the first to agree.

After all, the goal of this battle had been achieved—to occupy the Thirty-three Heavens and gain the orthodox name of the Heavenly Dao.

Although the Wu Race had not been destroyed, Dijun no longer feared the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

One hundred thousand years was enough for a sage-level great power to appear among the Demon Race.

Although the Thirty-three Heavens were a Middle Thousand World, their origin was in no way weaker than an ordinary Great Thousand World. Each heaven contained boundless spiritual energy, allowing the Demon Race to elevate their cultivation.

Occupying the summit of Buzhou Mountain also served as a deterrent to the Wu Race.

When the one-hundred-thousand-year period arrived, the Demon Race army could mobilize and strike directly at the Wu Race's lair.

Call it a blitz on the Wu Race!

"The first Wu-Demon War has come to an end, and This Emperor's cultivation seems to have hit a bottleneck. The Law of Strength cannot advance further in the short term."

"It seems I can plan to recruit great powers of the Primordial World and also comprehend new laws!"

East King Duke schemed in his heart.

The Law of Strength is extremely difficult to refine; it cannot be broken through in a single day.

With the Hongmeng Immortal Palace, the Immortal Dao Law can be elevated, and within no more than a thousand years, it will reach the level of Great Accomplishment. As for the Yin-Yang Law, through Dual Cultivation, its progress will not be slow either.

If one cannot raise their realm, raising their combat power will do!

"A hundred thousand years—This Emperor shall surely attain the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin!"

With a slight raise of his brow, the East King Duke's Dao heart stirred, and a presence that surveyed all things and roamed the chaos emanated from him.

An Immortal Emperor should be just so!