Rewriting the Investiture of the Gods in the Primordial Era

The result was a draw.

The Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell, is of great use even to Saints. In a Saint's hands, it can significantly boost their power, let alone in the hands of a Quasi-Saint.

Among the seven Saints in the Primordial Era, only three and a half possessed Innate Supreme Treasures: Dao Ancestor's Jade Disc of Creation, Grand Pure Sage's Taiji Diagram, and Grand Clarity Sage's Pangu Banner – three Innate Supreme Treasures!

Grand Purity Sage, on the other hand, held the Four Swords of Zhu Xian and the Zhu Xian Array Diagram. While not Innate Supreme Treasures, they were comparable to them, thus counting as half.

The remaining three Saints did not possess any Innate Supreme Treasures, demonstrating their rarity and power.

With the Chaos Bell protecting him, Eastern Emperor Taiyi was naturally in an unassailable position!

Breaking through Di Jiang's spatial barrier, Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun transformed into streams of light and sped directly towards the location of the ten Golden Crows. Surging golden flames engulfed the void, and terrifying Quasi-Saint might swept across heaven and earth. The biting killing intent made all living beings in the Primordial Era tremble!

At this moment, Hou Yi once again drew his divine bow, his eyes filled with biting killing intent and suppressed rage.

Hou Yi saw the situation in the void, and the overwhelming might made his expression change.

However, more than the fear of their power, Hou Yi's thoughts were consumed by the disappearances of the Witch Tribe tribes and the Witch Tribe warriors who had been scorched to death!

Across millions of miles, thousands of tribes had turned to ash, leaving behind scorched earth and countless charred corpses. These were the warriors of the Witch Tribe who fought against heaven and earth.

Living, breathing warriors.

So many living warriors had become mere charred corpses. Endless fury churned within Hou Yi's heart, his blood boiling. The rage in his heart completely overshadowed his fear of Eastern Emperor Taiyi's power.

It even overshadowed the reason in Hou Yi's mind. The consequences of killing these ten Golden Crows had long been cast aside by Hou Yi!

So what if he killed them? At worst, he would die. Our Witch Tribe stands tall, fighting against heaven and earth. What is there to fear in death!

No matter what, he had to avenge the fallen warriors!

Hou Yi drew his divine bow full, and a crimson arrow streaked across the void, aimed at a Golden Crow in the sky.

Clang!

In the void, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's gaze flickered. The Chaos Bell above his head trembled, and a world-destroying, yellow-black ripple surged out, sweeping towards Hou Yi's arrow like lightning.

At the same time, Di Jun nocked and drew his Vermilion Bow. Streams of True Sun Fire surged from Di Jun, pouring endlessly into the Vermilion Bow. A brilliant golden arrow slowly took shape.

As the arrow shot out, a golden streak of light appeared in the void, striking the arrow like lightning, attempting to block Hou Yi's shot.

"Audacious!"

Seeing the two world-destroying attacks descend, the Twelve Ancestral Witches' expressions changed drastically, and they roared.

Given the terrifying nature of these two attacks, if one were to strike the Primordial Era's land, countless Witch Tribe tribes would be annihilated.

A steady stream of earth power surged into the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and a power far stronger than before erupted, directly intercepting the power in the void.

And on the Primordial Era's land, another Golden Crow fell!

"My son!"

Di Jun cried out in grief, his killing intent growing denser, his attacks becoming increasingly fierce.

However, Di Jiang opposite him was no easy opponent. Spatial laws permeated the area, blocking all of Di Jun's attacks.

On the other side, the eleven Witch Tribe members were besieging Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Even with the Chaos Bell protecting him, Eastern Emperor Taiyi was gradually falling into a disadvantage. The Witch Tribe warriors standing on the ground were far stronger than before!

In the Primordial Era, everyone else cultivated pure energy, while only the Witch Tribe cultivated turbid energy. Purity represented heaven, and turbidity represented earth. The earth was the Witch Tribe's home ground!

After all, those eleven Ancestral Witches were each Great Divine Powers at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm. In terms of sheer power, each of them was a match for Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

For a time, fourteen Great Divine Powers at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm clashed in the void. The void shattered layer by layer, water, earth, wind, and fire were reborn, and the sky turned into chaos.

The battle above had no effect on Hou Yi below. Hou Yi continuously drew his bow, and streaks of bloody arrows sliced through the void. With each arrow, a Golden Crow perished.

While everyone was fighting, Hou Yi had already fired six arrows, and with the three he had fired earlier, a total of nine arrows. Nine Golden Crows had fallen, leaving only one small Golden Crow fleeing in panic!

Hou Yi's killing intent did not diminish, his rage boiling. He drew his bow and shot again, his sharp aura locking onto the last Golden Crow.

Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi's killing intent surged, and their attacks became more ferocious, but facing twelve peak Quasi-Saints, they were utterly unable to make any headway!

Just as the last Golden Crow was about to perish, two powerful auras descended. Xi He, wielding the Taiyin Divine Sword, struck the Ancestral Witch Gong Gong with her sword. Kunpeng descended from the sky, and the Kunpeng true form, stretching as far as the eye could see, appeared in the void.

The Kunpeng true form, several times larger than the Ancestral Witches' true forms, swooped down from the nine heavens and directly collided with the Ancestral Witch Liang Qiang, sending him flying aside.

All four were peak Quasi-Saint powerhouses, but as the Golden Crows transformed into rainbows, the Primordial Era's fastest, Kunpeng and Xi He could not catch up to Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, falling behind.

Seeing that two of the Ancestral Witches he was fighting were blocked, leaving only nine Witch Tribe members, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's eyes lit up. The Chaos Bell above his head vibrated instantly, knocking the remaining nine Ancestral Witches aside.

A golden beam of light flashed. The moment the arrow was about to strike the last Golden Crow, Eastern Emperor Taiyi blocked in front of it. Eastern Emperor Taiyi glared, and scarlet-gold True Sun Fire permeated outwards, directly burning the arrow into nothingness.

The Chaos Bell above his head vibrated lightly, and Hou Yi, millions of miles away, was instantly turned into dust, his spirit and form utterly annihilated!

At the same time, in Hou Yi's tribal village, nearly a hundred thousand Witch Tribe members perished simultaneously. Besides Hou Yi, two Witch Tribe members at the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm, and over thirty Grand Unity Golden Immortals, nearly a thousand Golden Immortals, were simultaneously turned into dust!

"Hou Yi!"

Liang Qiang exclaimed.

Hou Yi's Nine Revolutions Profound Art had already reached the extreme of the sixth level. He had even grasped a lot of the seventh level of the Profound Art. Breakthrough to Grand Luo Golden Immortal and achieving Primordial Unity was imminent, yet he was directly killed by Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

The Nine Revolutions Profound Art was a profound cultivation art deduced by the Twelve Ancestral Witches from Great God Pangu's Great Dao of Strength, making it naturally suited for the Witch Tribe to cultivate.

Six revolutions of the Profound Art led to the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm. Seven revolutions of the Profound Art led to the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, which was the Quasi-Saint realm. The early, middle, and late stages of the Quasi-Saint realm were all at the seventh revolution of the Profound Art.

As for the eighth revolution of the Profound Art, it was the peak Quasi-Saint realm, the strongest below a Saint.

The final step, the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, was to prove the Dao with strength and achieve Sainthood, reaching the realm of the Great God Pangu of the past.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had all cultivated the Nine Revolutions Profound Art to the eighth level. Or more accurately, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had only created the cultivation methods for the first eight levels; the final level had yet to be created.

In a single day, two Great Witches, who were on the verge of becoming Quasi-Saints, had perished. The Twelve Ancestral Witches' hearts churned with rage, their faces filled with murderous intent as they glared at the members of the Demon Tribe.

"Demon Tribe, you bully us too much!"

Di Jiang glared at Eastern Emperor Taiyi with bloodshot eyes. He had initially not intended to fight the Demon Tribe and had frequently restrained his subordinates from clashing with them.

But he never expected the Demon Tribe to push them so far!

First, they had released ten creatures who didn't know their place to slaughter his tribesmen, burning Kuafu to death alive. Then, Eastern Emperor Taiyi had personally struck and killed Hou Yi.

They were already at our doorstep, so why should we cower any longer!

We, the Witch Tribe, are descendants of Father God Pangu, Witches who stand tall and fight against the heavens! We are not turtles to be bullied!

If they want to fight, we'll fight! Who is afraid of whom!

So what if they have Innate Supreme Treasures? So what if Eastern Emperor Taiyi is powerful? The Witch Tribe isn't without its trump cards!

"Brothers, deploy the Twelve Capital Celestial Gods Array!"

Di Jiang roared, his voice shaking the Primordial Era. Thus, the Twelve Capital Celestial Gods Array, renowned throughout the Primordial Era, made its first appearance!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches simultaneously activated their origin power. Twelve vast auras swept out, forming twelve colossal pillars of blood-red light that pierced through heaven and earth. Within them, malevolent energy permeated, and strands of the Dao of strength were present.

All twelve of them cultivated the Great Dao of Strength, but none of their Daos of Strength were the same; each possessed its own unique aspect.

These twelve different yet similarly rooted Daos of strength fused in the void. As the twelve Daos of strength merged, a brand-new Dao of strength emerged. The moment this Dao emerged, the entire Primordial Era and its heavens began to tremble, and a vast Dao emanating the principle of breaking all laws with strength permeated the air.

Concurrently, malevolent energy gathered in the void, and a stout figure appeared in the heavens and earth. This figure stood between heaven and earth, and the moment it appeared, it became the sole focus, drawing the attention of all beings in the Primordial Era.

"Pangu's spiritual essence!"

Within the Purple霄 Palace, Hongjun's face was calm as he gazed at the Primordial Era's land and said leisurely, "A pity, it is but a trace of spiritual essence."

On the Primordial Era's land, the stout Pangu phantom roared, "Axe, come!"

As the Pangu phantom spoke, the Taiji Diagram in the Grand Pure Sage's hand, the Pangu Banner in Primeval Lord of Heaven's hand, and the Chaos Bell in Eastern Emperor Taiyi's hand all began to vibrate, as if yearning to fly into the phantom's hand and reform the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe!

However, this vibration was very weak. Let alone the Grand Pure Sage and Primeval Lord of Heaven, even Eastern Emperor Taiyi could easily suppress the magic treasures.

The Heaven-Opening Divine Axe had already been split into three. It wasn't as simple as putting the Three Treasures of Heaven Opening together to recreate the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe. Unless the Great God Pangu revived, it was virtually impossible for the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe to appear.

While the Three Treasures of Heaven Opening did not come, an endless stream of heaven and earth spiritual energy gathered in the void, forming a phantom Heaven-Opening Divine Axe. It emanated a terrifying Dao of destruction that shattered everything!

"Slash!"

The Pangu phantom, wielding the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe, swung it down at Eastern Emperor Taiyi. A sky-piercing axe light streaked across the land. Wherever the axe light passed, everything shattered, much like the mysterious yellow ripples Eastern Emperor Taiyi had unleashed with the Chaos Bell earlier, though the power of this axe light was far greater.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi's expression changed. He pulled Lu Ya behind him, his mana surging, and the Chaos Bell above his head shone with brilliant mystic light.

Inscriptions of the sun, moon, and stars adorned the exterior of the bell, emitting a radiant glow. Earth, water, fire, and wind circled it. Within the bell, mountains, rivers, and the myriad races of the Primordial Era were faintly visible. Five-colored divine light illuminated all realms, and the sacred might of chaos deterred all existence!

Clang!

The axe light struck the Chaos Bell. Terrifying residual waves shook heaven and earth. The Primordial Era's sky directly turned into chaos. The Chaos Bell, along with Eastern Emperor Taiyi, was sent flying tens of thousands of miles. However, mystic light rippled from the Chaos Bell, and although it was significantly dimmer than before, it did not suffer any significant damage.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi, beneath the Chaos Bell, was also unharmed.

Among the Three Treasures of Heaven Opening, the Taiji Diagram excelled in defense, while the Pangu Banner excelled in attack. Only the Chaos Bell was both offensive and defensive. With the Chaos Bell above his head, one was naturally in an invincible position; this saying was not mere hearsay.

However, while the Chaos Bell was formidable, the Witch Tribe's Twelve Capital Celestial Gods Array was not weak. The Pangu true form condensed from the merged Daos of the Twelve Ancestral Witches possessed the power to threaten a Saint. Even the Chaos Bell was sent flying tens of thousands of miles!

Message Regarding Going on Sale!

Today, I suddenly received notice from the editor about the book going on sale. To be honest, it was a bit sudden, and I wasn't well-prepared. I had originally planned for a collective launch on the first of next month, so I didn't have many chapters saved up, only three. Frankly speaking, this small number of saved chapters is a bit embarrassing.

But plans have changed. The plan for a burst of updates upon going on sale couldn't be implemented. Two of the already few saved chapters were consumed in the previous updates, so I've decided to change the way I do burst updates. Starting today, for the first seven days after the book goes on sale, I will update four chapters daily, totaling twenty-eight chapters in seven days. Consider this my burst update for going on sale.