Each Displaying Their Divine Powers

Dijun and Di Jiang—one was the Demon Race's innate sovereign, the supreme Heavenly Emperor; the other was the foremost of the Witch Clan's Twelve Ancestral Witches, Pangu's true lineage.

One wielded the supreme-grade innate spiritual treasures, the River Chart and Luo Script, peerlessly profound; the other commanded the power of spatial laws, unmatched in battle. The two were perfectly matched opponents.

With a casual slap, Di Jiang sealed off space, rendering Dijun's Golden Crow Rainbow Flight Technique useless. Then, while manipulating space to crush down upon Dijun, he exploited the immense strength of his physical body and charged before Dijun, intending to fight him hand-to-hand.

Seeing this, Dijun brought forth the River Chart and Luo Script to withstand the descending space. At the same time, Sun True Fire swirled around his body, and a terrifyingly scorching aura surged straight toward Di Jiang.

Di Jiang felt a searing pain shoot through his fist, greatly startling him. His late-stage Golden Immortal body had actually been burned by the flames of this mangy bird, Dijun. This Dijun truly had some skill.

Thinking this, Di Jiang grew even more excited. Spatial laws surged forth, isolating the flames as he charged at Dijun.

Dijun was equally fearless, directly channeling his mana to meet Di Jiang head-on.

The two fought inextricably in the skies. Fortunately, their battlefield had already moved far away from the low-level cultivators of both races. Otherwise, the aftershocks alone would have claimed countless lives on the spot.

They were not the only ones. Many great powers of the Demon Race and Witch Clan had followed close behind and now clashed in a chaotic melee.

Charging at the very front was Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Eastern Emperor Taiyi followed the path of proving the Dao through strength, and with the innate supreme treasure Chaos Bell in hand, although his current realm was only mid-stage Golden Immortal, his combat power was likely even greater than his elder brother's.

Zhurong's temperament was somewhat similar to Eastern Emperor Taiyi's: impatient and arrogant. He directly stepped forward to face Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

At first, the two chose close-quarters combat. Zhurong let out a wild roar, and as the laws of fire surged across his body, he actually matched Taiyi's Sun True Fire blow for blow!

His physical body was even stronger than Taiyi's. In their first exchange, he actually suppressed Taiyi.

Rage rose in Eastern Emperor Taiyi's heart. Since taking form, he had never once been beaten back by anyone.

"You're courting death!" Eastern Emperor Taiyi roared. His left hand blocked Zhurong, while his right hand flipped over and brought forth the Chaos Bell.

"Dong—" The bell rang, its divine might boundless, and Zhurong was sent flying tens of thousands of miles!

Taiyi pressed his advantage without mercy, using the Golden Crow Rainbow Flight Technique as he moved to pursue and kill Zhurong.

"Zhurong was too impulsive. Little sister, you and I should deal with this Eastern Emperor Taiyi together," Zhu Jiuyin said to Houtu beside him.

"Alright." Houtu answered, then joined forces with Zhu Jiuyin against Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

As the Ancestral Witch of Time, Zhu Jiuyin commanded the Great Dao of Time.

Among the three thousand Great Daos, the Great Dao of Time was second only to Pangu's Great Dao of Strength.

In terms of profundity, it far surpassed the Great Dao of Fire comprehended by Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Faced with Eastern Emperor Taiyi's Golden Crow Rainbow Flight Technique, Zhu Jiuyin directly activated the Great Dao of Time. Eastern Emperor Taiyi was affected by the Great Dao of Time, and his speed plummeted. Houtu seized the opportunity to strike, condensing a giant hand based on the Great Dao of Earth and grabbing Eastern Emperor Taiyi in its grip.

With a thought from Houtu, the giant hand instantly exerted force.

Yet in the next moment, a bell chime rang out.

"Dong—" The giant hand Houtu had condensed was instantly shattered.

In the Primordial World, the strength of one's combat power was not judged solely by realm and laws. Spiritual treasures were also an extremely important measure.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi cast a cold glance at Zhu Jiuyin and Houtu. Then he controlled the Chaos Bell to freeze the surrounding time and space. With the Chaos Bell, an innate supreme treasure, Zhu Jiuyin's Great Dao of Time could no longer affect him.

"What a pity, little sister. You had only just condensed your Primordial Spirit, and before you had time to refine any spiritual treasures, the Demon Race came knocking at our door. Our Witch Clan treasury has supreme-grade innate spiritual treasures as well. If you could have refined one or two, we would not have been so passive against the Chaos Bell."

After hearing Zhu Jiuyin's words, Houtu shook her head. "Second Brother, the Chaos Bell is an innate supreme treasure, and one of the Three Treasures of Creation. Even if I had refined a supreme-grade innate spiritual treasure, it would have been meaningless against this bell."

"That mangy bird, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, really is lucky to have the Chaos Bell as his companion spiritual treasure." Zhu Jiuyin muttered, then swung his fist and charged forward.

The Chaos Bell was powerful, but if that mangy bird Eastern Emperor Taiyi thought he could defeat him merely by using the Chaos Bell to cut off the power of laws, that was nothing but a fool's dream!

Seeing this, Houtu hurriedly followed. The Chaos Bell's might could not be underestimated. If Zhu Jiuyin went alone, he might suffer a loss just as Zhurong had.

The scene shifted to Fuxi's side. Fuxi was not only the Demon Race's third Demon Emperor, but also Nuwa's elder brother. With tacit understanding, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had assigned Fuxi to Xuanming, who had the best relationship with Nuwa.

Xuanming possessed both the laws of rain and ice. Now at late-stage Golden Immortal, she easily suppressed Fuxi.

Seeing this, the Demon Race dispatched two Demon Sages, Nine Infants and Ghost Chariot, to provide support.

Yet Xuanming looked disdainful. Two early-stage Quasi-Sages dared to meddle?

Did their little sister happen to be named Nuwa too?

With a thought from Xuanming, a massive hammer formed of ice appeared in her hand. Gripping the ice hammer, Xuanming swung it at the charging Ghost Chariot, directly sending him flying.

Seeing this, the ancient zither in Fuxi's hands immediately let out notes brimming with killing intent.

Every note was like an incomparably sharp blade, slashing toward Xuanming.

"Clang, clang, clang—" The blades formed from Fuxi's zither music struck Xuanming's back, producing crisp metallic clashes.

Xuanming turned with a cold expression and hurled the massive hammer at Fuxi.

The killing intent in Fuxi's zither music intensified severalfold, and the massive hammer was shredded by the music before it could reach him.

While Fuxi dealt with the incoming ice hammer, Xuanming had already rushed before Nine Infants.

Seeing this, Nine Infants opened his great mouth and spat out blazing flames. Nine Infants had been born with the ability to control water and fire. In the past, he had always used both water and fire against his enemies, but Xuanming possessed the laws of rain and ice. Would using water not simply be serving himself up to her on a platter?

Nine Infants believed that as long as he did not use water, even if he could not defeat Xuanming, he could at least suppress her somewhat.

But Nine Infants quickly realized he was wrong. Facing his divine fire, Xuanming directly summoned a torrential rain.

As the rain fell, Nine Infants' prized divine fire was nearly extinguished in an instant. After putting out the flames, the falling raindrops transformed into countless ice needles, piercing him into a hedgehog before he could react.

Racked by agonizing pain, Nine Infants let out a furious roar and transformed into his true form.

"No wonder you're called Nine Infants. You actually have nine heads. You're really ugly." Xuanming mocked. She grabbed Nine Infants' middle head, swung him in a circle, and threw him out, sending the returning Ghost Chariot flying once more when he was struck head-on.

Witnessing this, Fuxi's expression grew increasingly grave. The zither music rang out again, but this time it carried less killing intent, its purpose shifting from slaying an enemy to trapping one.