Kill me? Standing at the heart of the formation, Chiyou sneered disdainfully. Hongjun had not deceived him—he truly was Pangu. With the Pangu Mark, he could awaken the Pangu Bloodline. Then he would attain the body of a Saint. With the Capital Heavenly Fiend Formation and the resurrection of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, even the Three Pure Ones would not be his match!
"Dream on!" Chiyou sneered and opened his mouth. "Today will be the day all of you die! Yellow Emperor, Yan Emperor, it is time to settle the score from back then. And you lot too! Demon Tribe, immortals—none of you will die a good death! This world belongs to the Witch Tribe!"
"Attack!" The Yellow Emperor also felt they could wait no longer. He drew the Xuanyuan Sword and tossed it into the sky.
Mountains, rivers, and the realm flowed across the divine blade of the Xuanyuan Sword as it erupted with boundless radiance. Vast golden sword qi gathered around its blade, swiftly forming an enormous golden divine sword!
"Fellow Daoists, please lend me your strength!" The Yellow Emperor did not dare be careless and immediately called out.
The Yan Emperor's heart sank. He threw out the Divine Farmer Cauldron, and streams of green light blessed the Heavenly Court immortals who had arrived afterward. Shennong had tasted every herb, rendering him immune to all poisons and driving away every evil. With the Divine Farmer Cauldron's blessing, the Heavenly Court immortals regained their health and mana buffs, no longer having their strength disrupted by the blood-red light.
"Thunder Department!" the Jade Emperor shouted. Led by Wen Zhong, the righteous gods of the Thunder Department began beating their drums in support. The clouds in the sky slowly gathered again, and bolts of lightning darted through them like countless Flood