Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Chapter 82 Shock in the wild
As the demon army retreated, Fuxi also sacrificed the River Map and Luo Shu. Both the demons and the Twelve Ancestral Witches could clearly see 365 flashing spots of light on the River Map and Luo Shu.

Fuxi then shouted, "All the demon clan generals, listen up and form a battle formation!"

At Fuxi's command, 365 figures from the demon clan rose into the air and landed directly on the stars.

The weakest among them also has the cultivation level of Daluo!
The demon clan's emperor Di Jun turned into a flying rainbow and landed on the Sun, and Xihe followed and landed on the Moon. These are the two most important nodes in the Zhoutian Star Array.

After all the powerful demons were in their positions, Fuxi's voice sounded again: "Sacrifice the formation flag."

Upon hearing this, all the demons in the demon clan simultaneously offered up the flags of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array that they had already prepared.

In an instant, the stars in the sky all flashed at the same time! Under the guidance of the formation flags, the light gradually spread and connected, and finally echoed with the River Map and Luoshu.

Under the guidance of the River Map and the Luo Shu, the powerful demons standing above the stars can all feel this mysterious connection.

At the same time, their own strength and the power of the stars under their feet were slowly drawn away by the formation flags, and then gathered towards the Sun Star, the center of the formation where the River Map and Luo Shu were located.

As the power of the powerful demons and the stars in the sky continued to gather, quantitative changes led to qualitative changes. The River Map and Luo Shu suddenly shone brightly, and terrifying pressure rose.

This pressure was already so powerful that it surpassed the realm of quasi-saints, and even faintly touched the realm of saints!
At this time, all the powerful people watching the battle in the prehistoric world had their eyes wide open. None of them had expected that the demon clan, with 365 great demons above Daluo as the base, borrowed the power of 365 stars in the sky, and used the River Map and Luoshu as the core of the formation. The formation they formed was so terrifying that even a saint might be able to defeat it.

Di Jiang's eyes were also full of surprise. He had just overestimated the demon clan as much as possible, but when he saw that the Zhoutian Star Constellation set up by the demon clan burst out with a power that reached the saint realm, he was still shocked.

However, although he was surprised, Di Jiang was not at all panicked.

No matter how powerful the demon clan's formation is, it cannot compare to the witch clan's Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

"Hahaha! Barbarians of the Wu Clan, this is our clan's Zhoutian Star Fighting Array. Are you ready to die?" Donghuang Taiyi, with only his primordial spirit left, laughed loudly towards the sky and spoke sarcastically.

The rest of the powerful demon clan were also filled with excitement. After feeling the power of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array, they no longer had any doubts about whether they could defeat the witch clan.

This is a formation comparable to the one used by a saint. All those below the saint are ants. The witch clan is nothing but ants under this formation!

The twelve ancestor witches below seemed very calm in the face of Taiyi's provocation.

"Taiyi, you were forced to self-destruct, how can you still have the nerve to speak nonsense?" Zhu Jiuyin retorted.

"That's right, Taiyi, you are nothing without the Chaos Bell!" Zhu Rong followed.

When Di Jiang heard what his brothers said, he smiled and said, "Why waste time arguing with them, brothers and sisters! They have set up the formation, let us do the same! Let these frogs in the well of the demon tribe see the strength of our witch tribe!"

After saying this, Dijiang's eyes instantly became sharp, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body, beginning to sweep around him.

When the other eleven ancestor witches heard Dijiang's words, their expressions became serious.

In an instant, waves of terrifying pressure burst out from their bodies and spread to the surroundings. The powerful demons who were extremely arrogant before immediately calmed down when they felt the pressure from the twelve witch ancestors.

However, even more terrifying things are yet to come. Dijiang transformed into an innate Taoist body, and red blood mist surged out from his body. The blood mist connected with the evil spirit under the earth, and the pressure it released became even stronger.

The eleven ancestor witches behind Dijiang also transformed into innate Taoist bodies, with blood mist also gushing out from their bodies, and they were also connected to the evil spirit underground.

After completing this step, the twelve ancient witches bowed down in unison.

The Wu clan has no respect for heaven and earth, and no respect for saints. There is only one person who can make them worship and submit, and that is the Wu clan’s supreme father god, Pangu!
As the witch clan bowed, a strange sound suddenly rang out between the ancient world and the ancient world. The sound grew from small to large, from far to near, and finally a word "Zha" echoed throughout every corner of the ancient world and was heard by all living beings.

After the sound of "Zha", the blood mist and the evil spirit above the heads of the Twelve Ancestral Witches completely condensed together.

At the same time, every living being in the prehistoric world could feel a mysterious force, unknown to anyone, surging out from every corner of the prehistoric world and from the body of every living being, merging with the blood mist and evil spirit above the heads of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

This is a very mysterious feeling. The loss of this mysterious power has no effect on the survival or even the strength of the creatures in the prehistoric world. It seems like it is just an illusion of the creatures.

But all living beings are certain that the loss of this power is not an illusion, but a real existence.

The creatures in the prehistoric world could even clearly feel that this power was rising from their bodies and from all over the prehistoric world, then quietly disappearing on the spot and pouring into the heads of the twelve ancestor witches.

As these mysterious forces continued to pour in, it seemed as if something was quietly condensing above the heads of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's will was once again replaced by the Heavenly Dao, and Hongjun, the Heavenly Dao, stared at the heads of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Under the gaze of Tiandao Hongjun, the blood mist, evil spirit, and mysterious power finally condensed into a phantom.

The phantom's facial features and limbs looked extremely blurry, and one could only vaguely see some of its original appearance.

But even so, when this phantom appeared, the ancient world was shaking!

And it's not just the ancient world, but the deeper rules that have existed in the ancient world since the creation of the world also began to tremble.

Then all living beings in the prehistoric world could clearly feel the sky shaking and the earth beginning to tremble.

The trembling of heaven and earth was not out of fear, but rather excitement, as if welcoming the return of some great being.

Since he can be welcomed by the ancient world, the true identity of this phantom is obvious. There is no doubt that he is the creator of the ancient world - the great god Pangu!
At this moment, this name appeared in the minds of countless powerful people in the prehistoric world.

The moment the phantom appeared, they already knew who it was. However, whether out of respect for the great god Pangu or fear, no powerful person in the ancient times uttered this name aloud.

Even Hongjun, the Heavenly Dao in Zixiao Palace, was no exception.

(End of this chapter)