And with every passing moment, all manner of calamities descended: wind, fire, thunder, and lightning.
His aura plummeted with every passing moment.
It seemed he could fall out of the Quasi-Saint Realm at any time!
It was a gruesome sight, utterly tragic.
And all this had happened in the mere instant before Pangu Great Hall had fully descended.
There was nowhere to run.
The aura of Pangu Great Hall had locked down everything.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi watched the descending Pangu Great Hall in despair. It seemed poised to suppress and kill him, along with the Demon Heavenly Court behind him.
It shouldn't be like this!
At the very least, it shouldn't be this bad!
He was a Quasi-Saint!
Eastern Emperor Taiyi trembled with anger, yet fear gripped him too.
Because if Pangu Great Hall truly suppressed him, he might actually be ground out of existence.
Quasi-Saints were difficult to kill, but if one were suppressed and slowly ground away, even a Quasi-Saint would die.
Just as Pangu Great Hall was about to fully descend,
Di Jun finally arrived.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi had managed to hold on for one instant, after all.
Another Great Sun Golden Crow descended, working with the erupting Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the River Diagram and Luo Book, to activate the Demon Heavenly Court's grand formation.
Dozens of Great Luo Golden Immortals joined in, urging the formation onward.
Together, they shielded Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
They stood against Pangu Great Hall, whose power had already been depleted by more than half by Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
Rip—
Rumble—
One palace after another in the Demon Heavenly Court exploded.
The Heavenly Court formation, which they had spent several epochs building up, lost more than half its defenses in the blink of an eye.
Countless demons were caught in the destruction.
Great Luo Golden Immortals groaned one after another.
And just as nearly all the formations were about to shatter,
Pangu Great Hall came to a halt.
Its power had been exhausted.
The True Bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Shamans descended and recalled Pangu Great Hall. Their towering figures seemed to encircle the entire Heaven Realm, their gazes fixed on the Demon Heavenly Court.
At that moment, the Demon Clan had suffered catastrophic losses. Its strongest fighter, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, had been gravely wounded, while dozens of Great Luo Golden Immortals—including Di Jun—had also been injured.
There was no denying it: the Demon Clan had fallen to its lowest point.
Not long ago, it had seemed to hold the world in its grasp, its power blazing like a fire fed with oil. In just a moment, everything had turned, and most of the Demon Clan's tremendous momentum had been broken.
The sole cause was the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Fruit that had appeared out of nowhere!
Many Great Divine Ability Users gazed over from afar.
Their expressions were somewhat inscrutable.
The Heavenly Dao had acknowledged the Demon Heavenly Court, seeming to favor the Demon Clan. Yet the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Fruit that appeared afterward seemed to have become the Demon Heavenly Court's greatest calamity. How strange.
"Looks like it's still too risky to pick a side!"
Many powerful figures in the Primordial Wilderness had the same thought.
The Demon Clan's power had suffered a great blow, and the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Fruit's loss of control and backlash showed that the Demon Clan had no way to command heavenly tribulations. In the future, it was bound to accumulate the Karma of bringing down tribulations and incur the resentment of the myriad clans.
All of this would affect the wider balance of power.
Of course, for now, it was only a possibility. Any Great Divine Ability User could see that the Demon Clan welcomed all comers, and with the Heavenly Dao backing it, its potential was boundless. It was destined to surpass the Wu Clan by far.
Indeed, most Great Divine Ability Users were inclined to favor the Demon Clan's success.
After all, the Wu Clan was too arrogant and haughty, caring only about its own people. If they became the rulers of the world, things would hardly go well for the other Great Divine Ability Users.
Yet just as they were thinking this,
the fighting in the Nine Heavens continued to spread.
The Twelve Ancestral Shamans had descended into the Heaven Realm, summoning one law after another as if to wipe out the Demon Heavenly Court in one fell swoop.
Many Great Divine Ability Users were stunned by the sight.
"Wait, is the Wu Clan trying to use this chance to start an all-out war?"
"What makes them think they can pull it off?"
"They have only one Quasi-Saint: Dijiang."
"Great Luo Golden Immortals are hard to kill, and now the Demon Clan has a Quasi-Saint too. Even if he's gravely wounded, once he catches his breath, he'll be a formidable opponent!"
"If he escapes, can the Wu Clan really withstand his revenge?"
Many Great Divine Ability Users couldn't understand what the Wu Clan was thinking.
The Twelve Ancestral Shamans themselves were divided as well.
Some of the Ancestral Shamans were eager to seize this chance and finish off the gravely wounded Eastern Emperor Taiyi, perhaps even starting a true all-out war.
But others hesitated.
Quasi-Saints were difficult to kill.
Even the Wu Clan had only one Quasi-Saint at present. Catching their opponent off guard and gravely wounding him had already been a stroke of luck. Now that he had recovered somewhat, killing him would be exceedingly difficult.
Yet before they could make a decision,
Chu Xuan, behind the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Fruit, shook his head.
"Withdraw. There's no chance anymore!"
Before the Ancestral Shamans could ask him anything,
several of the Ancestral Shamans who controlled the Heavenly Tribulation Great Dao suddenly changed expressions at the same time.
They sensed a terrifying aura of the Heavenly Dao's might.
Instinctively, they relinquished their control over the Heavenly Tribulation Great Dao.
A certain boundless force calmed the ripples of the Heavenly Tribulation Great Dao. It was the power of the Heavenly Dao.
Within the Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Fruit suddenly went dark.
It split back into six Dao Fruits, and its aura plummeted, returning to the level of a Great Unity Golden Immortal.
In the chaos, a long, distant bell rang.
Rumble—
The entire Primordial World trembled. All the Great Daos were soothed, and terrifying Saint might descended from the chaos, pressing down indiscriminately upon every powerful figure.
Under the Saint's authority, no one could fight. To do so would be seen as a challenge to the Saint.
The bell rang, and the Great Dao followed.
"The Heavenly Dao has completed its preparations ahead of schedule. In three thousand years, the Second Sermon will begin at Zixiao Palace, where I will expound upon the Quasi-Saint Path. All those with affinity may come and listen!"
The calm voice rang throughout the Primordial World, accompanied by the will of the Heavenly Dao, which lent it great authority.
Heavenly flowers rained down, Golden Lotuses Springing from the Earth, while Purple Qi covered the entire Primordial World.
Seeing this, the Demon Clan rejoiced, while the Ancestral Shamans' expressions changed.
With Dao Ancestor Hongjun having set the date for his sermon, the Wu Clan could no longer start a war.
Otherwise, wouldn't that be a show of contempt for the Saint?
This was an unspoken understanding.
It was also a mark of respect for the first Saint in the world, the Dao Ancestor!
Even the proud Ancestral Shamans had to admit they were in awe of him!
But there was one thing worth mentioning.
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