A Coincidence, Each with Their Own Grand Formations

The Wu-Yao War erupted, and this great battle was far more ferocious and tragic than the last.

Because last time, the Demon Race had not deployed their full strength; only Dijun and Taiyi had fought against the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But this time, both races staked their entire foundations in a life-or-death true confrontation.

If one side lost, the result would be the annihilation of their entire clan.

It goes without saying that under such circumstances, both races fought with all their might.

At every moment, at Buzhou Mountain, countless corpses fell.

And blood flowed in torrents, seeping into the earth, eventually converging into the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Netherworld Blood Sea was the place that held the blood of all living beings after death, gathering the heaviest malevolent energy in heaven and earth.

However, this was not harmful to Minghe; on the contrary, it was beneficial. After all, Minghe was born in such an environment.

All cultivators avoided this malevolent energy like snakes and scorpions, not daring to absorb it, but Minghe could.

And the blood of all beings that gathered here was also the resource for Minghe's cultivation.

It could be said that every great calamity in heaven and earth, where beings slaughtered each other, made Minghe a beneficiary.

Whenever a Tribulation of Calamity occurred and countless beings died, it was the time for Minghe's cultivation to advance.

And now it was the same; the Wu and Yao Races were locked in brutal slaughter, while Minghe secretly received a steady stream of benefits.

Minghe was seated cross-legged on the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, which was more vividly colored than ever before.

It was as if it had been condensed from blood.

Sitting on the lotus platform, the platform blazed with fierce flames, constantly refining everything.

Any blood energy or malevolent energy that surged toward Minghe was burned by the flames, which removed the karma and karmic force contained within.

Only then was it absorbed and refined by Minghe. This was the use of the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus.

It also assisted Minghe in cultivation, and could even be said to be indispensable.

Otherwise, absorbing the blood of all beings like this, even with the greatest divine powers and magic power, one could not dissolve the karma and karmic force of all beings.

Besides Minghe cultivating, on the other side, a blood-red cocoon was also violently absorbing the endless blood energy.

This cocoon was precisely the Primordial Insect Egg that Minghe had seized as a body and refined into an incarnation.

It was even more ferocious and frantic than Minghe in absorbing blood energy.

Because it did not undergo any filtration, that is, the burning of the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, before absorbing this blood energy.

It devoured the karma and karmic force of all beings along with it.

But this was precisely the talent of Minghe's incarnation, this Primordial Fierce Insect, the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito.

It was somewhat similar to the fierce beasts transformed from the flesh and blood of many primordial gods at the dawn of heaven and earth.

Extremely fierce and baleful, it could even ignore the karma of all beings and absorb everything in one go.

However, this also matched its reputation as a Primordial Fierce Insect.

Minghe had great expectations for this incarnation and naturally did not stop its absorption at this time.

Meanwhile, as for the great battle between the Wu and Yao Races, besides the slaughter of their armies, the five great powers of the Heavenly Court—Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, Nuwa, and Kunpeng—were also fighting against the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had once again manifested their true forms to battle Dijun and the others, unleashing various divine abilities and manipulating laws with such power that it was breathtaking.

Truly worthy of being Pangu's bloodline! That will to fight heaven and earth, never admitting defeat, made even Minghe feel inferior.

Thus, the battle raged on for days, with both sides constantly slaughtering each other, and no one knew how many Wu and Yao had fallen.

Corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed like rivers, giving Minghe a bountiful harvest.

Suddenly, Minghe's heart stirred, and he had a vague premonition.

The next moment, the entire Primordial World suddenly darkened, as if night had fallen.

In the pitch-black, infinite sky and cosmos, countless stars shone far brighter than ever before.

These stars all seemed shrouded in a layer of demonic aura, extremely eerie, like a multitude of giant demonic eyes gazing down upon heaven and earth.

A sense of great terror arose!

"WOOOOOOM!!!"

Countless stars rotated, and beams of starlight crisscrossed and connected with each other.

In an instant, a magnificent grand formation appeared, stunning all the great powers of the Primordial World into dumbfounded silence.

The Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array.

It was the supreme formation of the Demon Race, deduced by Dijun and Fuxi in seclusion together.

It used the entire starry sky, billions of stars, as its formation.

Such a formation was unprecedented; setting aside everything else, just this qi spirit alone was awe-inspiring.

"Witch Clan, Dijiang, this time, we will utterly annihilate you!" Dijun's voice rang out from within the formation, resounding through heaven and earth.

The next moment, atop those billions of stars, countless banners waved.

Those were the Star Banners, also the Main Array Banners.

Upon each star, a member of the Demon Race was waving such a banner, drawing upon the stars to resonate with one another, thus forming the great array.

In an instant, countless beams of starlight, like innumerable lasers, pierced and shot toward the Witch Clan on the ground below.

It was utterly unstoppable.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches all roared in fury, trying to resist, but similarly, thick beams of light came blasting toward them.

These were the rays emitted by the three hundred and sixty-five main stars at the very core of the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array.

Each one was immense in size and ferocious beyond measure.

With a "bang," Ancestor Witch Zhurong of Fire could not withstand it and was struck by a beam of starlight.

In that moment, his body swayed, nearly toppled over, and he could not help but roar in rage.

Yet faced with such a situation, he had no recourse but to keep struggling to cope.

The other Ancestor Witches were likewise, and for a time, they all fell into a state of being beaten.

Seeing this, with the Witch Clan suffering heavy casualties, Dijiang finally shouted, "Brothers, the Great All-Heavenly Evil Spirits Array!"

In that instant, the many Ancestor Witches shouted in unison, each taking their positions in correspondence, and a surge of towering Sha Qi violently erupted.

"Boom!"

At that moment, it seemed the entire world froze, as between the Twelve Ancestor Witches, a great array also formed.

This array, rolling with Sha Qi, seemed to draw the Sha Qi from all corners of heaven and earth, converging upon them.

The Great All-Heavenly Evil Spirits Array.

This was the supreme array of the Witch Clan.

During this time, while Dijun and Fuxi were deducing the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array, coincidentally, the Twelve Ancestor Witches of the Witch Clan were also studying their own bloodline.

From their bloodline inheritance, they obtained this array—the Great All-Heavenly Evil Spirits Array.

This array allowed the twelve Ancestor Witches to merge into one, then summon Pangu's True Body.

Thus, Dijun believed that by deducing the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array, he could annihilate the Witch Clan.

Yet he did not know that the Ancestor Witches harbored the same thought—relying on the Great All-Heavenly Evil Spirits Array and Pangu's True Body, they could destroy the Demon Race.