Tongtian: I'll Set Up the Formation. Big Brother, Second Brother, Hold Them Off

[Ding! The demon race has been completely routed and urgently needs reinforcements. Please make the following choice.]

[Option 1: Go to provide support, lead the demon race, defeat Pangu Dharma Body, and be rewarded with the Nine-Turn Heavenly Art!]

[Option Two: Remain unmoved and never associate with the demon race. Reward: One Fragment of the Jade Plate of Creation.]

Upon seeing this choice, Ling Xiao immediately smiled.

"Defeat the Pangu Dharma Body?"

This is simply courting death. In his judgment, the Pangu Dharma Body condensed by the Twelve Capital Divine Gods and Demons Formation and Demons Formation has a combat power almost comparable to that of Sage's physical body.

Although he is now at the peak of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal realm, he is still worlds apart from Sage.

The saying "below the Sage, all are ants" is no joke.

Unless one has attained sainthood, no matter how strong they are, they are still beings from two different worlds, and it is simply impossible for them to challenge those of a higher level.

You can easily surpass lower realms, but once you reach this level, don't even think about it.

Unless he can comprehend a thousand or so of the laws that lead to the perfection of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, perhaps he could give it a try.

"System, I think you're deliberately trying to kill me!" Ling Xiao complained, this choice was pointless.

The only thing I can do is get Fragment of the Jade Plate of Creation for free.

If he had a different option, he might have gone out for a stroll.

He had no ambition whatsoever, whether it was to rule over the demon race or to defeat the Pangu Dharma Body.

At the same time, the Queen Mother of the West and the Duke of the East arrived near the battlefield and were stunned when they saw the Pangu Phantom.

By the way, what were they here for?

Forgot!

Should we go back?

"They're incredibly powerful! No wonder the Witch Clan is so arrogant; they have the Great God Pangu backing them up!" Jinshi exclaimed. Just one glance at them made him tremble, let alone fight them.

The entire Primordial World was created by the Great God Pangu; how can anyone fight against that?

"Immortal King, shall we go back? This order... cough, the dispute over the Pangu Orthodox Lineage is a matter of their own classification, it has nothing to do with us!" a male immortal suggested. He had heard that he had come to maintain order, but he did not expect to witness this scene.

But he clearly misunderstood. The Duke of the East's original intention was the Primordial Violet Qi, which had nothing to do with order.

"No rush, let's take a look first! We bear heavy responsibilities, how can we desert our posts in the face of battle?"

Duke of the East spoke with righteous indignation, his eyes gleaming as he searched for an opportunity to strike. He could already sense that Kunpeng had been severely injured.

The scene before him was terrifying, but it was extremely advantageous to him. As long as the Witch Clan weakened the demon clan, or even wiped them out completely, he could succeed.

Furthermore, with Kunpeng severely injured, this presented him with an incredible opportunity.

All he wants now is the Primordial Violet Qi; nothing else matters.

Minghe shared the same idea as Duke of the East, and he too had reached the vicinity of the battlefield.

We're eagerly awaiting Kunpeng's passing.

"Kunpeng, I want the Primordial Violet Qi, so stop pretending and hurry up and go!"

Minghe murmured to himself, his blood-red eyes fixed on the Kunpeng on the battlefield.

At this moment, Kunpeng was in dire straits, on the verge of collapse. Pangu Dharma Body attacked indiscriminately, and countless lives perished with each strike.

The Twelve Capital Divine Gods and Demons Formation contains countless overlapping spaces and timelines, which restrain spatial teleportation. Any living being within the formation is unable to escape the area where the Twelve Divine Pillars are located.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches hastily deployed their formation, thinking only of indiscriminate killing. In their excitement, they also engulfed their own people in the process.

They were in great distress, considering whether to dismantle the formation, as their own people had also suffered some losses within its walls.

Inside the formation, the Three Pure Ones were desperate. They frantically dodged the attacks of the Pangu Phantom using their Innate Supreme Treasure. The only saving grace was that the Pangu Phantom lacked independent consciousness and was not agile enough; otherwise, they would have been doomed.

"Third Brother, can you set up the Immortal Execution Sword Formation?"

Yuanshi shouted, and with a burst of inspiration, he suddenly remembered that his Third Brother also knew how to set up formations.

"Setting up the formation will take time!" Tongtian replied, his expression serious.

"Your eldest and second brothers will cover for you, so go ahead and do what you need to do!" Yuanshi said urgently, assuring Tongtian that he could do whatever he wanted, as his eldest brother would help him.

"Good!" Tongtian nodded emphatically.

Yuanshi and Laozi rushed forward carrying the Innate Supreme Treasure. They did not intend to confront the Pangu Phantom, but rather to lure him away and buy time for Tongtian.

"Boom!"

Tongtian drew the Four Swords of Immortal Execution, Yuanshi and Laozi were sent flying back. It was just a small skirmish, but they were beaten until they spat out blood and their bodies were destroyed.

Without Innate Supreme Treasure, he would probably have turned into blood mist long ago.

"Big brother, second brother, are you alright?" Tongtian asked with concern.

"I can hold on!" Yuanshi stubbornly declared, getting up and charging forward again.

Laozi remained silent, only nodding heavily and giving a resolute look.

Their actions seemed to move Pangu, who then turned around and casually clapped his hands down.

"We can't hold on any longer, run!" Yuanshi's expression changed drastically, and various protective magic treasures, such as the Clouds of the Heavens, appeared above his head.

Tongtian was so frightened that he stopped setting up the formation. The three of them fled together. The formation was already filled with blood and a murderous aura.

"Three Pure Ones! Stay away from me!" Kunpeng roared as he watched the Three Pure Ones transform into a divine rainbow and rush towards him, with a giant hand following behind.

Pangu's mighty hand, possessing unparalleled divine power, slowly slammed down, destroying the heavens and the earth, shattering a piece of spacetime, turning it into a point of origin, where Destruction light filled the air.

This attack caused countless lives to be lost. Even though the Three Pure Ones were protected by supreme treasures, they were still affected, their bodies shattered once again, and their very essence was damaged.

Kunpeng was also affected and torn to pieces. Its soul roared and howled, while its shattered body rapidly healed itself, teetering on the brink of destruction.

His injuries were far more severe than those of the Three Pure Ones. Pangu's giant hand did not strike his body completely; otherwise, his soul would have perished as well, leaving him with no chance of survival.

"Three Pure Ones! I swear..." Kunpeng screamed in fury. He had almost died just now, all because of these three beasts. They were not directly related, but they were indirectly related.

He thought it was over, but it wasn't.

Pangu's attack came again. With every move he made, he caused the heavens and earth to resonate. The entire earth trembled, as if it was about to collapse under the pressure.

"No!"

Kunpeng roared, and the Three Pure Ones shared his despair. All were descendants of Pangu; were they destined to die at the hands of their Father God, the god?

How ironic and infuriating!

"Boom..."

Just as the giant hand was about to fall, the great formation trembled violently, the light of the twelve divine pillars rapidly dissipated, and finally, with a loud boom, it collapsed.

The Twelve Capital Divine Gods and Demons Formation disintegrated, Pangu Phantom also trembled suddenly, scattering into a sky full of malevolent energy.

At that moment, the oppressive force that had enveloped the world vanished.

Since it was their first time forming a battle formation, and they lacked experience, the Twelve Ancestral Witches ultimately couldn't last long...