The Grand Formation of the Stars of the Heavens, I want it all!

"Heavens."

"Stars."

"Grand Formation."

"RISE!!!"

Fuxi stood at the formation's eye, the Ten Heavenly Sages positioned in the ten directions. The formation disk took shape, formation patterns emerged in unison, and three million five hundred sixty thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals entered the formation.

In an instant, heaven and earth changed color. All ancient stars in the Primordial Wilderness's starry sky were drawn in. The region spanning billions upon trillions of kilometers around Mount Buzhou turned to darkness, lit only by the radiance of the stars. Countless phantom shadows solidified, as if three hundred sixty-five ancient stars had plunged into the formation.

Sun and moon shone together!

Stars danced wildly!

The dense Star Power directly transformed this area into a river of stars. Boundless energy coalesced like tidal surges, myriad universes evolved into being, and vast ripples and myriad phenomena emerged.

"This formation..."

Everyone's expressions shifted as they grasped its mystery and terror.

"Borrowing the power of the Zhou Tian stars through the Heavenly Court? Harmonizing the strength of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals into a unified boost? Marvelous! Marvelous! What a Grand Formation of the Stars of the Heavens!"

Shangqing, who cultivated the Dao of Formations, couldn't help but be enraptured, letting out an involuntary praise.

"..."

Everyone.

Which side are you on?

"Condense!"

"Condense!"

"Condense!"

The Ten Heavenly Sages shouted the same word in unison. The formation branched out, All Daos poured in. The terrifying Star Origin was refined by the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals into pure essence, and strands of Great Dao Power surged like a raging ocean, merging into Fuxi's body under the control of the Ten Heavenly Sages.

In a breath, like eternity, in an instant, the Dao Fruit appeared above Fuxi's head. The originally illusory Dao Fruit trembled violently, rapidly nearing completion. When the Dao Fruit entered his body, Fuxi's aura surged explosively in that moment.

He broke through to the late Primordial Golden Immortal Realm!

Boom!!!

The heavens shook, as if dense mist and haze spread out. Brilliant rays of light and divine colors cascaded down. Boundless space contracted and solidified, as if Jade Palaces and Towers and heavenly halls descended.

A phantom figure sat calmly on a supreme throne within a palace, gazing down from the heavens across infinite space at this region.

This was Di Jun!

Taiyi and Nuwa's auras flickered, obscure and uncertain. Fuxi, bearing the Zhou Tian stars, became like a Star Lord. Above, Di Jun watched with an expressionless, indifferent gaze.

Against this backdrop, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and everyone else felt as if an invisible pressure enveloped them, making even breathing difficult. Their faces involuntarily filled with shock.

"Heavenly Court! Heavenly Court! Heavenly Court!!!"

Their minds shook!

Dizziness!

Horror!

Disbelief!

At this moment, whether it was those present or the great figures spying from the shadows, only one thought remained in their minds. Was this the Heavenly Court's foundation?

It was enough to make everyone's hearts tremble, enough to make everyone's scalps tingle.

Don't forget a key point: if Taiyi, Nuwa, and Fuxi were like this, then... what about Di Jun?

What about Di Jun, the Lord of the Heavenly Court?

How unfathomably powerful must he be?

Among the crowd, Zhen Yuanzi seemed to think of something. His brow furrowed slightly, then relaxed again. The entire process passed in an instant, unnoticed by anyone—except Di Jun, who gazed down upon the world from a higher dimension in the sky.

"Do you wish to fight?"

Fuxi was surrounded by sun, moon, and stars. The River Diagram and Luo Shu appeared in his hands, each page seeming to contain a starry world. His voice was calm as his gaze swept over everyone.

"..."

Everyone.

Fight your ass!

"Enough, let it end here."

"Imperial We wants this item."

"Do any of you have objections?"

In the void, Di Jun, seated high on the Heavenly Court's throne, let his eyes shift. His voice was majestic, vast, and boundless, descending like heavenly sound into this infinite universe.

"Congratulations to this fellow Daoist for obtaining this supreme treasure."

Taiqing said expressionlessly.

Two unusual early Quasi-Saints, one late Quasi-Saint, and a mysterious Di Jun—what was there left to contend for? Contend for nothing!

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist." "Congratulations, fellow Daoist."

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun offered their congratulations before departing.

"Di Jun, our clan will face you in battle sooner or later."

Di Jiang shot a piercing glance at Di Jun, then waved his hand and turned. "We leave."

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

Thunderous roars erupted, the earth trembled, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches departed.

"Everyone, it's time to withdraw. Or do you still wish to see what this supreme treasure truly is?"

Above the nine heavens, Di Jun watched the Three Pure Ones and the others leave with a calm expression, his face betraying neither joy nor sorrow, making it impossible to fathom his thoughts. Once all parties had gone, Di Jun lowered his eyes slightly and spoke flatly.

The moment his voice fell, the strands of immortal thoughts lingering in the void receded like a tide.

The Heavenly Court was now too powerful. No one present had lost their mind, so why would they court trouble with the Heavenly Court at a time like this?

Hum!!!

Lotus blossoms bloomed beneath his steps, purple qi cleared the path, and golden dragons coiled around him. Di Jun's phantom detached from the void, as if shifting from illusion to reality, step by step descending to the ground.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." "Greetings, Your Majesty." "Greetings, Your Majesty."

The high-ranking members of the Heavenly Court bowed deeply with reverence, while the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals knelt on one knee, their voices fervent. The roaring sound echoed endlessly between heaven and earth.

"Rise. No need for such formality."

Di Jun waved his hand, setting up a barrier over this area to block the secrets of heaven and prevent anyone from spying.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Everyone rose.

"Your Majesty, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were so arrogant and insolent—why didn't we keep them here just now?"

Thinking of how the Twelve Ancestral Witches had disrespected his beloved elder brother, Taiyi frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Keep them here? Hah, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not so simple. Their cultivation is at the Quasi-Saint peak. If we truly pushed them to the brink, it would cause trouble."

Di Jun let out a light laugh.

"Quasi-Saint peak?"

Everyone's pupils contracted, disbelief flashing across their faces.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, who had never emerged from the Ancestral Witch Hall and kept a low profile, were this strong!?

"They are not the Three Pure Ones. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were not only born from Pangu's essence blood but also contain Pangu's insights into twelve great Daos. What's so strange about them being at the Quasi-Saint peak? But just as they rose by Pangu, they will fall by Pangu—this will also make their path to enlightenment far harder." "As for their current lack of fame, they are busy creating a race, creating the Witch Clan. Creating the Witch Clan with their own essence blood takes a heavy toll on them. Though their realm hasn't dropped, their origin has been severely damaged. At most, they can only exert the power of an early Quasi-Saint now." "As long as we don't push them to the edge, it's no big deal. Their era has not yet arrived. There's no need to overthink it. Besides, Imperial We already has plans for the Witch Clan."

Di Jun said casually.

"Creating a race with their own essence blood? No wonder their aura is a bit chaotic."

Everyone understood. Seeing that Di Jun had already made arrangements, they asked no further questions.

"There is one person who seems a bit off."

At this moment, Di Jun's eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke slowly.

Hearing this, everyone's gaze immediately turned to him.

Off?

Who!?

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