The Final Battle of the Witches and Demons (V)

"Is this the secret of heaven during the Immeasurable Tribulation of heaven and earth?"

East Sea.

Ao Changsheng attempted to deduce the secrets of heaven within the Daoist temple.

However, Tianji, who was usually able to be summoned and dismissed at will under the power of the Daoist temple, ignored Ao Changsheng in the slightest at this moment.

No, it wasn't that they ignored Ao Changsheng.

However, the secrets of that day were too chaotic, like a ball of yarn tangled together with countless knots.

No matter which direction you pull or which end of the thread you pull, the entire ball of yarn doesn't budge an inch.

He was too weak during the last Immeasurable Tribulation event and didn't experience anything, but this Immeasurable Tribulation...

Ao Changsheng, however, truly experienced what Immeasurable Tribulation in the universe meant.

Feeling the chaotic secrets of heaven that even Sage couldn't unravel, Ao Changsheng let out a long breath and gave up the idea of figuring them out.

The chaotic secrets of this Primordial World are the result of billions of years of accumulated Primordial World, which erupted and triggered in a single day.

This level of chaos made it easy for the Sage, Ao Changsheng, to destroy and rebuild, but it required sorting things out little by little.

That's a job that could absolutely drive Sage mad.

"Give up!"

Ao Changsheng shook his head, waved his hand, and a Round Light Mirror appeared in front of him. The scene in the mirror was the fierce battle between the Wu and Yao tribes in the Primordial World.

In this state of chaos, even he could no longer communicate with the heavens as he had before, nor perceive the Primordial World with a single thought.

"That was truly a tragic scene!"

Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly.

Looking at the battlefield, which resembled Asura Hell, a look of disgust appeared in his eyes. He simply couldn't get used to such bloody scenes.

With a thought, the image on the Round Light Mirror changed, reflecting the battlefield of the Ancestral Witch and the Demon Race Gods Demon Sage of the Demon Race.

Watching the confrontation and competition between the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation and the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Devils Great Formation, Ao Changsheng's gaze remained completely calm.

Over the years, smaller wars have been manageable, but once a large-scale war between liches is involved, it will inevitably develop into a clash between these two major factions.

Ao Changsheng sometimes didn't even understand what the sorcerer and demon races were fighting with all those demon soldiers and sorcerer soldiers they had gathered.

Wouldn't it be better to focus all our efforts on modifying these two large formations?

The day when one side's formation surpasses the other's will be the day of victory.

In the Primordial World, there were definitely many powerful beings who shared the same thoughts as Ao Changsheng.

However, at this time, there are probably not many people who would still be in the mood to watch the Lich War.

The Primordial World.

Mount Kunlun.

"Is it another clash between the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation and the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Devils Great Formation?"

Celestial Venerable Yuanshi gazed at the projected image, which resembled Round Light Mirror, a deep contemplation appearing on his face.

How exactly can these two races, the Lich and the Demon, achieve mutual destruction through this clash of formations?

Meanwhile, in the Tongtian Daoist temple...

Tongtian no longer felt the excitement he had felt when he first saw the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation and the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Devils Great Formation.

After hundreds of clashes between the lich and the demon, he had long since thoroughly understood all the mysteries of these two great formations.

"I wonder how the Lich and Demon races will end this great battle..." Tongtian's words were cut short.

Then they saw the scene of the Twelve Ancestral Witches integrating the entire Witch Race into the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Devils Great Formation.

I saw the scene of Dijun, Fuxi, and Kunpeng walking out of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation and setting up the Hunyuan River Luo Great Formation.

"This formation... is interesting!"

Upon seeing the new formation appear, Tongtian shook off his previous dejection and began to watch with great interest.

In another Laozi temple, even during the Immeasurable Tribulation, facing the war between the Lich King and the Demon King.

Laozi Tzu remained completely calm, showing no intention of probing the Wu and Yao clans, and continued his cultivation with his eyes closed.

The west.

On Mount Sumeru.

"This formation... have the Demon Race gone mad?"

Zhunti looked at the Hunyuan River Luo Great Formation projected on the screen, a flash of anger suddenly appeared on his face.

In terms of cultivation, neither he nor Jieyin can be considered the most outstanding among the Sage.

But when it comes to understanding the Primordial World mountains and rivers, Primordial World earth veins...

Those two brothers were definitely the most outstanding in the Primordial World.

Even after they became saints, they continued to walk the path of repairing the Spirit Vein of the West.

Even Zhenyuanzi, who has spent years sorting through the Primordial World earth veins, is absolutely no match for the two brothers.

Therefore, the moment Zhunti saw the Hunyuan River Luo Great Formation, he immediately understood the underlying principle of this formation.

Especially when he saw the projection of their western land on the Hunyuan River Luo Great Formation, Zhunti's gaze suddenly turned icy cold.

"Borrowing the Power of Stars in the heavens is one thing; the starry sky is desolate, and the Power of Stars fills it. But for the Demon Race to borrow the power of this Primordial World is going too far."

Zhunti said coldly.

"Senior brother, should we intervene and sever the connection between this great formation and our western lands?"

"No need to worry."

Beside him, Jieyin spoke softly with his eyes closed.

"This..."

Zhunti frowned slightly, looking at the calm-faced Jieyin, and seemed to understand something vaguely in his heart. The anger in his heart instantly dissipated.

Their gaze returned to the scene of the war between the liches and demons.

Heaven Beyond Heaven!

Empress Wa Palace!

Nüwa gazed at the scene of the war between the witches and demons, her eyes fixed on Fuxi on the battlefield, a hint of apology in her eyes.

She paid no attention to the appearance of the Hunyuan River Luo Great Formation.

She had seen this formation countless times when Fuxi Dijun were deducing it, and there were even some of her own touches in it.

Looking at Fuxi in the midst of the bloody battle, a hint of pity flashed in Nüwa's eyes, but seeing that his Karmic Luck was almost intertwined with that of the Demon Race and the Heavenly Court...

The reluctance in Nüwa's eyes turned into a resolute determination.

"I'm sorry, brother... The only way to completely rid you of this Demon Race is to make you die once and enter a cycle of reincarnation..."

Nüwa silently thought to herself.

This is not an isolated incident.

Meanwhile, in the World of Reincarnation, Pingxin was also watching over his older brothers, and of course, his younger brothers and sisters.

Looking at the Witch Race forming the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Devils Great Formation, summoning the true form of 'Pangu' to fight, Pingxin's eyes showed the same reluctance as Nüwa's.

Nüwa's target was only Fuxi, while she had eleven brothers and sisters, and even the entire Witch Race.

Looking at the true form of Pangu, who was being suppressed and passively attacked by the illusory image of Mount Buzhou.

Although she was mentally prepared, a flash of anger still crossed Pingxin eyes.

However, she ultimately suppressed it.

With tears in her eyes, she Pingxin gazed at the dazzling axe light. Even though she had made all the preparations, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the eleven Ancestral Witch in her heart.

"The Primordial World Great Formation?"

Looking at the Demon Race's formation, Ao Changsheng was completely bewildered.

He knew about the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation and also knew a little about the Hunyuan River Luo Great Formation, but this... the Primordial World Great Formation?

This was the first time he had ever heard of it.

And...

He seemed to vaguely see some traces of himself within this formation.

Was it that time?

Ao Changsheng muttered to himself.

I couldn't help but think of the time in the East Sea when he threw the Demon Race into the Primordial World.

Back then, if he hadn't promised Hongjun not to kill Dijun and Taiyi, perhaps the leaders of the Demon Race wouldn't have even grown up yet!

"Indeed, he is a powerful being at the Quasi-Sage Realm, with extraordinary talent. He struggled in that world for several years, so it's normal for him to absorb some insights from it."

As Ao Changsheng pondered this in his mind, he carefully observed the details of the grand formation. However, the more Ao Changsheng observed, the more astonished he became.

"This formation..."

"Have the Demon Race gone mad?"

"Or are they planning to drag the Witch Race down with them?"

Originally, when Ao Changsheng looked at the Hunyuan River Luo Great Formation, he thought that this formation was the same as the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation, which relied on the power of the Primordial World.

Although it will deplete some of the Primordial World power and increase the karma of the Demon Race's Heavenly Court, it's not a major problem.

But the more Ao Changsheng looked, the more he realized that something was wrong with the formation.

Especially the moment the illusory image of 'Mount Buzhou' appeared, Ao Changsheng directly understood the secrets of the entire formation.

This is not borrowing the power of the Primordial World; it is clearly drawing the power of the Primordial World directly from Mount Buzhou.

"This..."

As Ao Changsheng watched the Witch Race unleash their dazzling axe strike, a startling thought suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"If that's really the case, then it truly is... an astonishing calculation and boldness!"

Ao Changsheng silently said this to himself, while simultaneously beginning to deduce the feasibility of his earlier idea.

"The Creation of Heaven and Earth--"

Accompanied by a furious roar from 'Pangu'.

A dazzling axe light, indescribable in its brilliance, appeared between heaven and earth.

Whether it be the stars in the heavens or the Primordial World earth, all are but illusions under this dazzling axe light.

Even... the same applies to 'Mount Buzhou'.

Faced with the dazzling axe light, countless powerful figures of the Demon Race, including Dijun and Taiyi, felt an extremely intense sense of impending death.

This feeling...

This made them all involuntarily recall the moment when they achieved the Daluo status, and the moment they felt the true axe blow from Pangu at the source of time and space.

Only...

Pangu's axe strike was merely a test, but now...

"Ah! Ah! Ah--"

Faced with life and death, countless Demon Race roared madly, channeling their Law Power into the great formation with all their might.

This was the only way they could rely on to save their lives at this moment.

As the mastermind behind the formation, Dijun could clearly sense the power contained in that axe strike... something they couldn't withstand!

At this point, his best option should have been to activate the Primordial World Great Formation and escape.

Although this axe strike was incredibly powerful, it seemed to amplify all power, completely without any end in time or space, giving the feeling that Pangu's axe strike was truly unavoidable.

Although it's not certain that too many people will escape, it's still possible for the Demon Sage and most of the demon gods of his Demon Race to survive.

But at that moment, a red light suddenly flashed in Dijun's eyes.

That is...

The Immeasurable Tribulation Qi entered the body.

A surge of overwhelming hatred suddenly welled up in Dijun's heart. "If you want to destroy my Demon Race, then let's all die together!"

Dijun let out a low roar and directly activated the only function he had added to the Primordial World Great Formation without consulting anyone.

That is...

The scene of the destruction of that vast world that he had once witnessed on the East Sea involuntarily appeared in Dijun's mind.

That scene of the entire world collapsing and everything being destroyed

In the very center of the Primordial World Great Formation array—no, it should be the array world itself—a tiny, inconspicuous black light slowly emerged.

A faint rotating suction force appeared.

The incomparably dazzling axe light swept across the entire 'world,' and countless Demon Race perished beneath it.

With a single swing of the axe, the true form of 'Pangu' had already disintegrated.

Di Dijun, Taiyi, Xihe, Fuxi, the Ten Great Demon Generals, and tens of thousands of Daluo Demon Gods all perished in mid-air, under the excited gazes of the Eleven Ancestral Witch and countless Witch Race.

But at that moment, this irresistible axe light pierced through the array's 'world,' cleaving the primordial Primordial World outside...

On Mount Buzhou!

"That is..."

The moment the array was breached, and they saw Mount Buzhou in front of the axe light, the expressions of all the Ancestral Witch changed drastically.

"No--"

Countless Witch Race roared furiously, trying to stop them.

But that dazzling axe blow exhausted all their strength.

Even they couldn't control the power of that axe light at this moment.

Under the despairing gazes of all the Witch Race, the axe light slammed into Mount Buzhou, producing a deafening roar that echoed throughout the Primordial World.

Around Mount Buzhou, the endless void shattered, and spacetime was in chaos. Even the Ancestral Witch could not for the time being see what would become of Mount Buzhou.

But at that moment...

On the side of countless Witch Race, a small black vortex slowly took shape.