The Three Thousand Great Daos put strength above all else.
Endless Heaven and Earth Sha Qi gathered, and the Pangu Axe emerged from within it. Its sharp blade glimmered with a cold light, while the spreading Law of Strength shattered the void.
The Pangu True Body gripped the Pangu Axe in both hands.
A wave of air surged outward, and an invincible presence bore down on all living beings.
The black Pangu Axe shimmered with three thousand divine markings. It cleaved through the sky and clouds, unleashing a dazzling arc.
Crack!
A chasm suddenly split open between Heaven and Earth.
One axe cleaved through the Sky Curtain and struck toward the Myriad Stars Great Array and the Yao army. Even from a billion miles away, its terrifying might was difficult to withstand.
In an instant!
Countless Yao soldiers were annihilated. Many Wu Race Warriors were also caught in the Pangu Axe's might and reduced to dust in the blink of an eye, swallowed by its overwhelming power.
Brilliant fireworks burst across the sky—the final dazzling flare of bodies exploding.
Severed limbs and mangled remains.
In an instant, Buzhou Mountain Peak became a purgatory on earth. Tribulation Karma and vengeful spirits entwined with Sha Qi, and an ominous power tainted the entire River of Life.
The power of the Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array was truly terrifying.
"Dijun, do you submit?"
A voice like thunder came from within the Pangu True Body. Dijiang spoke with unrestrained pride, filled with the supreme glory of being of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage.
With that one strike, countless cracks had appeared in the Myriad Stars Great Array.
Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi spat blood, their bodies and souls suffering devastating damage.
That was how the might of Pangu should be!
"Such a paltry trick, and you dare show off before an expert!"
"Yao army, annihilate the stars! Use the light of the stars to invert Yin and Yang, throw Qiankun into chaos, and destroy the Wu Race!"
"Sun Star, burn!"
Dijun roared. The Emperor's Robe embroidered with celestial stars turned to ash, revealing his Three-legged Golden Crow form. Blazing True Sun Fire became lava and cascaded down from the heavens.
Countless stars gathered Purple Light, forming blood-red stars above the Myriad Stars Great Array. They devoured all things in the world, building up the power to annihilate everything.
The Sun Star also shifted unpredictably, becoming a black orb. Boundless Sun Law poured into the blood-red stars, and the terrifying energy nearly burst free.
Then—
Eastern Emperor Taiyi also transformed into his Three-legged Golden Crow form. The power of space and time shimmered in his golden eyes as he seized the enormous Chaos Bell and hurled it at the Pangu True Body.
At that moment, the final battle erupted in full.
"Wu Race Warriors, forge the might of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage with your blood!"
"When Heaven and Earth were first divided and Chaos had yet to open, Pangu used the Pangu Axe to create the world and slay the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods. With one force, break all laws—annihilate!"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches burned their flesh and swallowed the countless Heaven and Earth Sha Qi.
Victory or defeat would be decided by this strike!
A vision of world creation unfolded around the Pangu True Body. The chests of the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods were shattered, and they knelt in submission before Great God Pangu amid Chaos.
Axe-light filled the sky. Each time a glimmer of profound light flashed, a Chaos Demon God fell.
At that moment, the killing intent in the Pangu Axe reached its limit, its edge incomparably sharp.
"Fight!"
"Kill!"
Their blood boiled, staining the sky red.
The divine abilities of the Wu and Yao Races collided in an instant. The Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array and the Myriad Stars Great Array shook as cracks continued to spread.
Amid the Nine Heavens, the Pangu Axe and the blood-red stars unleashed their might.
The void was obliterated. Violent energy, carrying the laws of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water, ran rampant. Chaotic Gale Wind formed in the currents, reaping the lives of soldiers from both races.
"Use the Yao Race's blood to annihilate all living beings!"
"Go!"
Dijun let out a long cry. His neck suddenly burst open, and boundless Three-legged Golden Crow blood poured into the blood-red stars.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Ten Great Yao Saints, and countless Yao soldiers did the same.
In an instant, their blood fused with the blood-red stars like a surging river, unleashing power far beyond what they had shown before. It bore down on the Pangu True Body.
Crack!
The Pangu Axe shattered!
The Yao Race had gained the upper hand in this attack, carving a path to victory with their blood.
Though the Yao Race had suffered great losses to their origins, they had still gained the advantage.
Once the tide turned, defeat came like a landslide!
The blood-red stars collided with the Pangu True Body and exploded. The violent energy pressed down upon the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and their hearts sank as they collapsed to the ground, gravely wounded.
The Pangu True Body also faded and vanished.
"The Wu Race has lost!"
Inside Hongmeng Immortal Palace, the numerous Early-stage Quasi-Saint great powers stared in shock, drawing in sharp breaths.
They had thought the Wu Race could defeat the Yao Race with the Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array. But somehow, Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi had comprehended the Myriad Stars Great Array.
Then, with the might of the Sun Star and the Archaic Stars, they had refined a killing move with the Yao Race's blood as an offering. They had scattered the Pangu True Body and suppressed the entire Wu Race.
"Though the Twelve Ancestral Witches are powerful, they cannot withstand the vast stars and the strength of countless Yao. And the Wu Race's army cannot join forces with the Ancestral Witches, so defeat was inevitable."
"That final blood-red star could annihilate everything in the world. Its power had surpassed the Late-stage Quasi-Saint level and reached a strike at the Quasi-Saint Peak."
"Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi are truly unfathomable!"
Dong Wanggong spoke slowly, his own heart stirring.
The Wu and Yao Races truly were the protagonists of the Kalpa Tribulation. The power they wielded was beyond even his own.
With Dong Wanggong's current strength, he could defeat a Mid-stage Quasi-Saint. But if he faced a Late-stage Quasi-Saint or even one at the peak, he would suffer great losses, even if he fought with all his might.
A Minor Achievement of the Law of Strength was no license for recklessness.
It seemed he needed to be more cautious—and become even more of a recluse than Ancestor Minghe.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The blood-red stars shattered, turning into countless meteorites that struck the Wu Race army with devastating force.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches lay weakly on the ground. Only Dijiang retained a trace of consciousness; the others had burned through their blood essence and origins and fallen into a coma.
Two or three tenths of the Wu Race army remained, protecting the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Nearby, Dijun led the Yao army in surrounding the Wu Race, intent on killing the Twelve Ancestral Witches once and for all and wiping out the Wu Race.
With swords drawn, the atmosphere grew strange.
Just as the battle was about to erupt again, waves of Immortal Dao music came from Chaos, resounding throughout the Primordial World.
Purple Qi Comes from the East, and strange visions appeared.
"Stop, all of you!"
A Saint's power swept over them, forcibly separating the Wu and Yao Races. Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat high atop the Cloud Platform, descending before them all.
Three Thousand Laws encircled him. The Saint's Pressure forced both races to kneel.
"We pay our respects to Dao Ancestor!"
Hongmeng Immortal Palace shimmered. Dong Wanggong and the other Innate Great Powers bowed slightly, respectfully saluting Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
Only Dijun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Dijiang gazed at Dao Ancestor Hongjun in the sky with resentment.
Beneath a Saint, all were ants!
Dao Ancestor Hongjun's appearance meant that the war between the Wu and Yao Races was over.
"The Wu and Yao Races both have the potential to become Co-Lords of Heaven and Earth. But the Heavenly Secrets have yet to be revealed. You must follow the Heavenly Dao and fight no more."
"In this battle, the Wu Race's Twelve Heavens Gods and Demons Great Array was broken, and the Yao Race emerged victorious. The Thirty-three Heavens shall therefore be ruled by the Yao Race, who will claim Heavenly Dao Destiny and bring order to the beings of the Primordial Wilderness."
"From this day forward, the Yao shall rule the Heavens, and the Wu shall rule the Earth. No decisive battle may break out for a hundred thousand years. Otherwise, I will send down Heaven's punishment to uphold the might of Heaven!"
Dao Ancestor Hongjun swept his gaze over them, his tone leaving no room for doubt.
Those who defied a Saint would not be tolerated by the Heavenly Dao!
The Kalpa Tribulation had yet to arrive, and the Saints of Heaven and Earth had not yet emerged. It was not yet time for a final battle between the Wu and Yao Races.
"We obey!"
The Yao Race answered first.
After all, they had achieved their goal in this battle: seizing the Thirty-three Heavens and gaining the title of the Heavenly Dao's rightful rulers.
Though the Wu Race had not been wiped out, Dijun no longer feared the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
A hundred thousand years would be enough for a Saint-level great power to emerge among the Yao Race.
Though the Thirty-three Heavens were a Middle Thousand World, their origin was no weaker than that of an ordinary Great Thousand World. Each Heaven contained boundless spiritual energy that could improve the Yao Race's cultivation.
Occupying Buzhou Mountain Peak would also keep the Wu Race in check.
Once the hundred-thousand-year deadline arrived, the Yao army could march out and strike directly at the Wu Race's lair.
A lightning strike against the Wu Race!
"The First Wu-Demon War has ended, and my cultivation seems to have hit a bottleneck. The Law of Strength won't improve in the short term!"
"It seems I can make plans to gather great powers of the Primordial Wilderness and comprehend new laws!"
Dong Wanggong considered his plans.
Progress in the Law of Strength was exceptionally difficult; it could not be achieved overnight.
With Hongmeng Immortal Palace, he could improve his Immortal Dao Law. In less than a thousand years, he would reach the Great Accomplishment stage of the Immortal Dao. And through Dual Cultivation, the Yin-Yang Law would advance quickly as well.
If he couldn't improve his cultivation realm, he could improve his combat strength instead!
"In a hundred thousand years, I will surely attain the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm!"
Dong Wanggong raised an eyebrow, his Dao heart stirring as a power that surveyed all things and roamed through Chaos emerged from him.
That was how an Immortal Emperor should be!
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