"Zhou Tian."
"Xing Dou."
"Grand Formation."
"Rise!!!"
Fuxi stood at the eye of the formation, while the Ten Heavenly Sages took their places in the ten directions. The formation disks took shape and the formation patterns appeared as 3.56 million Heavenly Soldiers and Generals entered the formation.
In an instant, the heavens and earth changed color. Every Ancient Star in the Primordial Wilderness's cosmic firmament was drawn toward the formation. The region stretching countless billions of kilometers in every direction around Mount Buzhou seemed to sink into darkness, illuminated only by the radiance of the stars. Countless phantoms solidified, as though 365 Ancient Stars had fallen into the grand formation.
The sun and moon shone together!
The stars danced wildly!
The dense Star Power transformed the region into a river of stars. Boundless energy gathered like a surging tide, and countless worlds took shape. Vast ripples swept through the myriad phenomena.
"This formation..."
Everyone's expressions changed. They had already seen through its mysteries—and its terrifying power.
"To borrow the power of the stars of the heavens through the Heavenly Court, then transform the power of the Heavenly Court's Heavenly Soldiers and Generals into a unified source to bolster the formation? Brilliant! Brilliant! What a Grand Formation of the Stars of the Heavens!"
Shangqing, who cultivated the Great Dao of formations, was so captivated that he instinctively voiced his praise.
"..."
Everyone.
Which side are you on?
"Condense!"
"Condense!"
"Condense!"
The Ten Heavenly Sages shouted the same word in unison. The grand formation split into branches, and the Daos poured into it. As the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals transformed it, the terrifying Star Origin became purer. Streams of Great Dao Power surged like a vast ocean, flowing into Fuxi under the Ten Heavenly Sages' control.
An instant, yet an eternity. In that moment, a Dao Fruit appeared above Fuxi's head. His originally illusory Dao Fruit trembled violently, rapidly nearing completion. When it entered his body, his aura surged.
He broke through into the late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm!
BOOM!!!
The firmament trembled. Misty clouds billowed outward, brilliant rays of light filled the sky, and dazzling radiance descended. Boundless space contracted and solidified, as if Jade Palaces and Towers and divine halls were falling from the heavens.
A phantom sat serenely upon the supreme throne in a palace, gazing down at the region from the firmament across boundless space.
It was Di Jun!
Taiyi and Nuwa's auras flickered indistinctly. Fuxi bore the stars of the heavens around him, as though he were their sovereign, while above him Di Jun watched in silence, his expression impassive.
Under the weight of this spectacle, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and everyone else felt an invisible pressure descend upon them. Even breathing became difficult, and their faces filled with unconcealed shock.
"Heavenly Court! Heavenly Court! Heavenly Court!!!"
Their minds reeled!
They felt dizzy!
They were horrified!
They couldn't believe it!
At that moment, everyone present and every powerful being secretly watching could think of only one thing: Was this the Heavenly Court's true strength?
It was enough to make everyone's hearts tremble and their scalps tingle.
They mustn't forget one crucial point: Taiyi, Nuwa, and Fuxi were already this powerful. Then what about Di Jun?
What of Di Jun, the lord of the Heavenly Court?
Just how unfathomable was his strength?
Among the crowd, Zhen Yuanzi seemed to think of something. His brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed again. The change lasted only an instant, and no one noticed it—except Di Jun, who looked down upon the world from a higher dimension in the firmament.
"Will you fight?"
The sun, moon, and stars circled Fuxi. The River Diagram and Luo Shu appeared in his hands, every page seemingly containing a world of stars. His voice was calm as his gaze swept over everyone.
"..."
Everyone.
Fight my ass!
"That's enough. Let's end this here."
"This treasure belongs to me."
"Does anyone have a problem with that?"
In the void, Di Jun sat high upon the throne of the Heavenly Court. His eyes shifted as his solemn, boundless voice rang out like the voice of Heaven, descending upon the endless cosmos.
"Then congratulations on obtaining such a supreme treasure, fellow Daoist."
Taiqing spoke without expression.
Two extraordinary early-stage Quasi-Saints, one late-stage Quasi-Saint, and a mysterious Di Jun on top of that. Fight over it? What a joke!
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist."
"Congratulations, fellow Daoist."
Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun offered their congratulations and departed.
"Di Jun, our clan will fight yours sooner or later."
Di Jiang gave Di Jun a piercing look, then gestured and turned away. "Let's go."
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!
A series of thunderous booms rang out. The earth trembled as the Twelve Ancestral Witches departed.
"Everyone, it's time to leave. Or would you still like to see what this supreme treasure is?"
High above, Di Jun calmly watched the Three Pure Ones and the others depart. His expression remained impassive, impossible to read. Once the various groups had left, he lowered his eyes and spoke evenly.
As soon as his words fell, the wisps of immortal consciousness drifting through the void swiftly withdrew like a receding tide.
The Heavenly Court was now powerful. No one was foolish enough to provoke it at a time like this.
AUM!!!
Lotuses bloomed beneath his feet, purple qi cleared the way, and golden dragons circled him. Di Jun stepped out of the phantom in the void, as if crossing from illusion into reality, and walked down to the ground.
"We welcome Your Majesty."
"We welcome Your Majesty."
"We welcome Your Majesty."
The Heavenly Court's leaders bowed deeply, their voices respectful. The Heavenly Soldiers and Generals knelt on one knee, their voices fervent. Their booming cries echoed across the heavens and earth.
"Rise. There's no need for such ceremony."
Di Jun waved a hand and set up a barrier around the region, blocking the Heavenly Secrets to prevent anyone from spying on them.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Everyone rose.
"Your Majesty, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were so arrogant and insolent. Why didn't you keep them here?"
Thinking of how the Twelve Ancestral Witches had shown such disrespect toward his beloved Elder Brother, Taiyi asked with a frown.
"Keep them here? Heh. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are no simple matter. They're at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm. If we truly cornered them, we'd have trouble on our hands."
Di Jun gave a soft laugh.
"Peak Quasi-Saints?"
Everyone's pupils contracted, disbelief showing on their faces.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches, who had never shown themselves and had kept such a low profile in the Ancestral Witch Hall, were this powerful!?
"They aren't like the Three Pure Ones. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were formed from Pangu's essence blood, and they also contain his insights into twelve Great Daos. What's strange about them being peak Quasi-Saints? But their strength is also their weakness: because of Pangu, proving the Dao is even harder for them."
"As for why their names aren't known yet, they're busy creating a race—the Witch Clan. Using their own essence blood to create the Witch Clan takes a heavy toll on them. Their realms haven't fallen, but their origins have been severely damaged. For now, they can only bring out the power of early-stage Quasi-Saints at most."
"As long as we don't drive them into a corner, there's no need to worry. Their era has yet to arrive, so don't overthink it. Besides, I already have plans for the Witch Clan."
Di Jun spoke nonchalantly.
"Using their own essence blood to bring forth a race? No wonder their auras seemed unstable."
Everyone understood. Since Di Jun said he already had plans, they didn't press him further.
"Someone does seem a little suspicious, though."
At that, Di Jun narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly.
At once, everyone turned to look at him.
Suspicious?
Who!?
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