Mount Yujing.
Old Ancestor Hongjun watched Heaven's Way bestow merit as the three clans withdrew from the world. At last, a satisfied smile touched his lips.
"The course of events is settled."
He rose, and the Jade Disc of Creation above his head blazed with clear light.
"Luo Hou has defied the natural order and sought to destroy the Primordial World. In accordance with Heaven's Way, I shall rally the strength of the Primordial World to slay this demon!"
"My old friends, please lend me your aid. If we succeed, you will be richly rewarded!"
Amplified by the Jade Disc of Creation, Hongjun's voice instantly reached the ears of the hidden mighty beings throughout the Primordial World.
Yin-Yang Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, Five-Elements Ancestor...
These supreme beings, who had lived in seclusion since the dawn of creation, answered Hongjun's call one after another. They turned into streaks of light and converged on Western Mount Sumeru.
The War of Dao and Demons was about to erupt!
Mount Buzhou, Pangu Hall.
Outside, the world was being turned upside down by battle. Inside Pangu Hall, all was peaceful.
Dijiang sat cross-legged on a jade platform. He sensed the Tribulation Aura dissipating between heaven and earth and the destructive presence swelling wildly in the west. A sharp gleam flashed through his eyes.
"The three clans have withdrawn. The War of Dao and Demons is finally about to begin."
He turned toward the Eleven Ancestral Witches cultivating in seclusion below.
After tens of thousands of years of contemplation, Zhu Jiuyin, Houtu, and the others had yet to condense Law Dao Fruits as he had. But their auras had grown ever more profound, and they were only one step away from becoming Primordial Origin Golden Immortals.
"Once they become Primordial Origin Golden Immortals and familiarize themselves with the Twelve Capitals Grand Formation, we might be able to take part in the Dao-Devil War ourselves."
Another ten thousand years passed.
With Dijiang, who had gone before them, guiding them carefully, the Fortune gathered from tens of millions of living beings bolstering their own Fortune, and the Creation Jade Disk continuously feeding origin power back to them, the Eleven Ancestral Witches' breakthroughs came as naturally as water flowing into a channel.
Boom!
The first to undergo a transformation was Zhu Jiuyin, the Ancestor Witch of Time.
His tightly shut eyes snapped open. His left eye was the sun, his right eye the moon, and above his head, the phantom of a vast River of Time spanning past and present became fully solid.
At the river's source, a crystal radiating an obscure gray light quietly condensed: a Nascent Time Dao Fruit!
Next, Zhu Rong let out a wild howl. His Southern Bright Flame blazed to its utmost and became a crimson fire lotus of absolute purity. His Flame Dao Fruit condensed!
The Extreme Cold Heavy Water around Gonggong surged backward and became a deep-blue droplet. His Water Dao Fruit condensed!
Houtu stood upon the earth. The Earth Origin that bore all things with boundless virtue became a miniature continent. Her Earth Dao Fruit condensed!
All Twelve Ancestral Witches were now Primordial Origin Golden Immortals!
Such a force could have swept aside any supreme power in the outside world in an instant. Even the three clans at their peak would have had to avoid a direct clash with twelve Primordial Origin Golden Immortals who wielded Law Dao Fruits.
"Good! Very good!"
Dijiang looked at his younger brothers and sisters, whose auras had changed beyond recognition. His eyes shone with pride and joy.
"Now that you've all entered the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal realm, it's time to practice the Witch Clan's true trump card."
Dijiang's expression turned solemn, and his hands swiftly formed an ancient, intricate seal.
"Twelve Capitals Divine Baleful Formation, rise!"
At their eldest brother's command, the Eleven Ancestral Witches immediately understood. They took their positions according to the twelve Earthly Branches.
Hum—
Twelve auras of Pangu Essence Blood, all from the same source, erupted and intertwined in the air, merging perfectly.
Unlike in the Primordial World's original course of events, all Twelve Ancestral Witches now possessed clear, awakened primordial spirits and had condensed Law Dao Fruits.
Their formation was no longer a violent assemblage relying solely on Baleful Energy and bodily instinct. It was a perfect fusion, with primordial spirits as its guide, laws as its bones, and bloodline as its flesh!
At the center of the Main Hall, boundless Baleful Energy and the power of laws converged in a frenzy. A towering phantom, billions of feet tall and rippling with muscle, slowly took shape, radiating the supreme pressure of one who had split heaven from earth.
The phantom held an illusory giant axe, its eyes closed. Yet a mere wisp of its aura caused the space around Pangu Hall to collapse completely into earth, water, fire, and wind!
The Pangu Phantom!
"This power..."
Standing at the formation's heart, Dijiang felt the world-destroying might contained within the Pangu Phantom. A storm of towering waves rose in his heart.
He had a powerful intuition: if he controlled the Pangu Phantom and swung its axe now, he could cleave a gash in the very firmament!
"Withdraw!"
Dijiang did not swing the axe. He swiftly dispersed the formation instead.
The Pangu Phantom vanished. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were flushed and gasping for breath, but every one of their eyes gleamed with fierce excitement.
"Big brother, with this formation, can't we stride wherever we please in the Primordial World?!" Zhu Rong trembled with excitement.
"It's too early to stride wherever we please. But at least we now qualify to enter the game."
Dijiang turned. His gaze seemed to pierce the endless void and settle on the Western Continent, where blood-red light soared into the sky.
"Let's go. The War of Dao and Demons has begun. That scheming bastard Hongjun wants to use others as cannon fodder to secure his Sage Seat. Now that we have the strength, we ought to join the excitement and, while we're at it... collect some interest!"
Dijiang swept his sleeve, and silver Space Law instantly enveloped the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
The next moment, Pangu Hall was empty. The Twelve Ancestral Witches had slipped into layers of folded spatial dimensions and were traveling silently toward Western Mount Sumeru.
At the same time, beneath Western Mount Sumeru.
Heaven and earth had become a dark-red hell of slaughter.
Four Slaying Swords that seemed to pierce both heaven and earth hung in the four cardinal directions. Their sword energy swept across hundreds of millions of miles, ravenously draining the Western Continent's earth veins and turning their power into sword light of pure destruction.
At the center of the Immortal Execution Formation Diagram, Luo Hou stood with his hair disheveled, looking like a mad demon. The Twelfth-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus spun furiously beneath his feet, warding off attacks from outside.
Beyond the Sword Formation of Immortal Execution stood four imposing figures radiating the auras of Peak Primordial Golden Immortals. Each had brought forth a supreme treasure and regarded the peerless killing formation with a grave expression.
They were Old Ancestor Hongjun and the three he had persuaded to leave seclusion: Yin-Yang Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, and Five-Elements Ancestor!
"Luo Hou! You've defied the natural order, drained the western earth veins, and raised this vile formation. You've lost your mind! Today, we'll carry out Heaven's will and slay you, demon!"
Qiankun Ancestor held the Heaven-and-Earth Cauldron in his palm and shouted in fury.
"Carry out Heaven's will? Hahaha!"
Luo Hou laughed wildly and swept a contemptuous gaze over the four men. "You fools let Hongjun talk you into coming here to die in his place. And you dare yap at me like rabid dogs?!"
"Hongjun, you hypocrite! You have the nerve to scheme but not to admit it! You know full well how powerful the Sword Formation of Immortal Execution is, yet you brought these three wastrels who haven't even touched the threshold of the Sage Realm. You just want to feed their lives to the formation and exhaust my sword energy, don't you?!"
At Luo Hou's words, the faces of Yin-Yang Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, and Five-Elements Ancestor shifted slightly. They instinctively looked toward Hongjun beside them.
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