Pangu's True Body, Hongjun's Might

Neither side could have foreseen this outcome.

Not only did the Demon Race possess the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array, but the Witch Clan also had the Great All-Heavenly Evil Spirits Array.

At this moment, both sides had revealed their final trump cards. The two arrays faced off, one above and one below.

The decisive moment had finally arrived!

Then, with a mighty roar, from within the Great All-Heavenly Evil Spirits Array formed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, a figure of incomparable majesty suddenly stepped forth.

This figure was none other than Pangu's True Body, summoned by the fusion of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

As Pangu's True Body emerged, an unparalleled, terrifying aura instantly spread to every corner of the Primordial World.

Countless beings, beneath this aura, trembled and prostrated themselves in submission.

At this moment, even the great powers and mighty cultivators, upon seeing Pangu's True Body, turned pale with fear and trembled in their hearts.

Pangu—the opener of this world, the creator of the Primordial World, the one from whom all living beings were transformed.

Now that Pangu had appeared, who could resist?

Within the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array, Dijun and the others, witnessing this sight, felt their hearts turn utterly cold.

Even though this was not the true Pangu, they could clearly sense how ferocious this Pangu's True Body was.

Yet, at this point, there was absolutely no possibility of retreat or escape.

They could only fight head-on!

Dijun and the others once again activated the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array, gathering infinite starlight into a single beam.

This beam of starlight, like a Heavenly Punishment, was dazzling and brilliant. With a thunderous roar, it struck toward Pangu's True Body.

"Roar!"

Pangu's True Body showed no fear. As the starlight came hurtling in, it raised a hand and threw a punch.

With that single blow, the starlight was shattered.

Minghe, watching from the Netherworld Blood Sea, saw this and his pupils sharply contracted. That punch from Pangu's True Body was perfectly natural, as if it were some instinctive strike.

It was filled with profound mystery, and he desperately tried to memorize the trajectory of that punch, but it was utterly impossible.

It seemed the path of that punch was the path of the Great Dao itself—unseizable, unrememberable.

"Huff!"

Minghe let out a long breath, knowing he could not force it, yet his heart remained deeply shaken.

Pangu, a being half a step into the Great Dao—truly too terrifying.

But who knew if this mighty being had truly and completely fallen?

Of course, this was not something Minghe should be pondering now; it merely flashed through his mind.

Minghe continued to watch the battlefield, observing every move of Pangu's True Body.

After shattering the incoming starlight, Pangu's True Body threw another punch.

This punch struck toward the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array.

Minghe could sense not the slightest ripple of laws from this punch, as if it were utterly restrained to the extreme.

All power condensed into a single point.

This punch was indestructible, unstoppable. No matter how Dijun and the others resisted, it was futile.

This punch was devastating. With a single blow, it slammed into the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array.

The entire array shattered in an instant. The billions of stars could no longer maintain their formation.

And under this punch, the terrifying force rebounded. Who knew how many of the Demon Race died from that single strike?

Even the five great powers—Dijun, Taiyi, Fuxi, Nuwa, and Kunpeng—vomited blood, their auras wilting.

As the array was torn apart, leaving them utterly defenseless, Pangu's True Body paused briefly before throwing a second punch.

This punch was the final killing blow. It seemed the war between Witch and Demon was about to end.

The Demon Race would be destroyed; the Witch Clan would triumph.

The Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array was ultimately no match for Pangu's True Body. It was like paper, completely unable to withstand its fists.

But at that very moment, a miracle descended!

An ancient Taiji Diagram suddenly appeared before Dijun and the others, blocking Pangu's True Body's next punch.

Not only that, but the Taiji Diagram spun. With a crack, Pangu's True Body's fist, along with its entire arm, was twisted and shattered.

"Boom!"

The Taiji Diagram shot out a beam of golden light. In an instant, it struck Pangu's True Body.

Immediately, Pangu's True Body disintegrated and collapsed, revealing Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches within.

The Ancestral Witches burned with fury. Victory had been right before their eyes, only to be ruined.

They naturally refused to let the matter rest. With a flicker of movement, they were about to charge into the starry sky to slay Dijun, Taiyi, and the others.

But just then, the Taiji Diagram suddenly transformed into a golden bridge, and atop that bridge, Hongjun appeared.

Hongjun's face was expressionless. He looked at the twelve Ancestral Witches charging toward him and flicked his wide sleeve.

In an instant, the twelve Ancestral Witches were struck as if by lightning, each sent flying backward to crash heavily onto the earth.

This scene likewise shocked the great powers of all sides.

No one had expected that at this final moment, Hongjun would appear—and that Pangu's True Body could not even last a single exchange under Hongjun's hand.

Just how terrifying was this saint?

"We pay our respects to the Teacher." Dijun, Taiyi, and the others, still shaken and unsettled, saw Hongjun appear and seemingly take their side. They hurried forward and bowed to Hongjun.

Hongjun nodded, still expressionless. He looked down at the twelve Ancestral Witches, who had risen again from the earth with faces full of defiance, and said flatly, "From now on, the Demon Race rules the heavens, and the Witch Clan governs the earth. For ten thousand years, there shall be no more war!"

Then, without waiting for anyone's agreement, Hongjun's form flickered and vanished.

The Wu and Yao sides were left staring at each other. The Ancestral Witches were furious and wanted to strike, but with the precedent before them, they knew it was impossible and could only temporarily hold back.

Dijun and the others, meanwhile, breathed a sigh of relief. Yet as they looked upon the grievously depleted Demon Race, their hearts bled.

This battle had cost them dearly. Especially that fist from Pangu's True Body that had shattered the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array—every one of those killed had been an elite of the Demon Race. The damage to their vitality was immense.

It would take a long period of recuperation before they could recover.

At the same time, recalling the might of Pangu's True Body, Dijun's heart still trembled with lingering fear.

How could this Pangu's True Body ever be broken?

He had painstakingly deduced the Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array, thinking this time victory was all but certain.

But who could have imagined that the twelve Ancestral Witches also had a great array—one so unreasonable that it even summoned "Pangu" itself?

How was he supposed to fight that?

Dijun was naturally unwilling to accept defeat. After ten thousand years, when Hongjun's decree no longer held, the two races would have to wage war again until one side prevailed.

And before that, he absolutely had to find a way to break the Witch Clan's Great All-Heavenly Evil Spirits Array.

And so, the second great war between the Wu and Yao Races came to an end.

The Witch Clan and the Demon Race each withdrew to recuperate and recover.

However, though the two races had calmed down, the impact of this battle on the Primordial World was simply too great.

Whether it was the Demon Race's Great Zhou Heavenly Stars Array or the Witch Clan's Great All-Heavenly Evil Spirits Array and Pangu's True Body, they were all too terrifying.

Their might was as if they could annihilate heaven and earth.

And then there was Hongjun's appearance at the very last moment—that was even more awe-inspiring.

He had effortlessly suppressed "Pangu's True Body," displaying the invincible might of a saint.

Letting all living beings witness what it meant to be a saint!

Even the two overlords, the Witch Clan and the Demon Race, were forced by his decree to cease their war and each go into recovery, forbidden from stirring up conflict for ten thousand years.