Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

When the smoke and dust cleared, Taiyi, with disheveled hair, knelt on the ground, supporting himself on the bell. His magnificent robes, woven with gold thread, were covered in cracks, and the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth was particularly striking against his pale face.

The strongest demon race member, who had never suffered a serious injury since birth, was now being forced into such a predicament by human cultivators.

Zhou Yi dusted off the dust from his clothes and looked down at his disheveled opponent: "The legendary Taiyi is nothing special after all."

"I will surely grind you to dust!" Taiyi's eyes were bloodshot and about to unleash a forbidden secret technique by burning his source power when a thunderous roar suddenly came from the heavens: "The Witch Clan has gone too far in bullying our Demon Clan! Taiyi, come quickly to our aid!"

Emperor Jun's summons pierced through the clouds, echoing twice over the devastated battlefield.

The moment the Demon Emperor's roar exploded, Taiyi snapped back to reality. Only then did he realize that this was the critical moment of a life-or-death battle between the Witch and Demon races.

While he and Zhou Yi were locked in a fierce battle, the fighting on the battlefield not only did not stop, but became even more intense.

The demon race's top quasi-saint level combat power was all restrained, he himself was entangled by Zhou Yi, and Ancestor Fu Xi was deeply surrounded by the witch race.

With only Emperor Jun, a quasi-saint at the peak, left to hold the fortress, the vast demon race naturally became the target of the twelve ancestral witches' hunt.

Although the Goddess of the Earth was not present, the combined power of the eleven Ancestral Witches was still enough to stir up the heavens and earth.

Di Jun was fighting against the group of people with Pangu bloodline all by himself. Anyone would have thought that he was in a desperate situation with only a nine-out-of-ten chance of survival.

That painful roar just now foreshadowed the perilous situation the Demon Emperor was in.

The brotherhood that arose within the Sun Star made Taiyi completely unable to engage in a battle with Zhouyi.

Chaos Bell shattered the void, and he transformed into a golden rainbow, rushing straight towards Di Jun's location. Zhou Yi did not pursue, not because he was unwilling, but because he was powerless to do so.

He also paid a heavy price in that previous showdown.

The price of directly confronting the Chaos Bell was that his bones and muscles were almost shattered, and even the holy healing technique "Zhe Zi Jue" could not quickly repair him.

Fortunately, he still had the elixir of immortality as a safety net; what was truly fatal was the exhaustion of his spirit. Whether it was the "Great Destruction" that triggered the laws of Heaven or the "Unyielding Fighting Spirit" that ignited the will of humanity, both were frantically consuming his divine soul.

"The Three Forms of the Emperor's Fist are indeed not yet perfect..." Zhou Yi pondered while adjusting his breathing. The duel with Taiyi made him realize his own limitations. After all, his opponent was only at the peak of Quasi-Saint, and compared to those Saints who transcended the Heavenly Dao, there was still a world of difference between them.

After recovering briefly, Zhou Yi tore through space and rushed to the main battlefield.

His intervention shifted the balance of power in the war between the witches and demons. The witch army had now advanced to the foot of Mount Buzhou, while the remnants of the demons were retreating to the Heavenly Court.

The eleven Ancestral Witches are gathering the elite of their clan, preparing to take advantage of their victory and strike directly at the demon clan's lair.

It's time; humanity can't wait any longer.

Zhou Yi led the most elite warriors of the human race to meet with the experts of the witch race at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the pillar of heaven and earth.

When the allied forces of the two races charged up the towering pillar to the Heavenly Court, countless powerful demons were already lined up and waiting.

The Demon Emperor Jun and Taiyi stood at the forefront, the Three-Legged Crow Emperor's aura enveloping the entire area as if it were a tangible force.

Di Jun's gaze swept over the twelve Ancestral Witches, and his voice boomed like thunder: "Today, let us settle our grudges once and for all."

As soon as he finished speaking, the primordial world trembled violently.

As the flags waved, the entire Milky Way seemed to be pulled right before our eyes.

Immediately afterwards, 14,800 auxiliary star flags rose from all directions, forming a mysterious echo with the main star flag.

This terrifying killing formation is the Zhou Tian Star Array, which the demon race painstakingly created.

Back then, Taiyi comprehended the mysteries of the Chaos Bell and deduced a layout that used stars as formations and all things as soldiers.

The main flag corresponds to 365 main stars, the auxiliary flags correspond to 14,800 auxiliary stars, and hundreds of millions of demon soldiers connect with the stars in the heavens. Once activated, it can draw upon the power of the stars in the universe.

At this moment, as the grand formation was just completed, signs of collapse appeared in the heavens and earth. The seas surged with towering waves, the earth's veins groaned in anguish, and countless cracks appeared in the sky.

Hundreds of millions of living beings knelt in terror, and even the saints watching from the clouds changed their expressions. This earth-shattering power made them feel a chill down their spines.

Amidst the torrent of starlight, the 365 chief banner demon gods were bathed in starlight, and mountains collapsed with every move they made.

More than 10,000 auxiliary flag demon generals formed a star network, turning the entire world into a prison.

The most terrifying thing is the Sun and Moon stars at the core of the formation, where the two forces of heat and cold are intertwined wildly.

The reason why the Lich and Demon races were able to dominate the prehistoric world was not only because of their overwhelming military strength, but also because they both possessed the ultimate trump card to confront the Sage.

Take the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array of the demon race as an example. Even if a saint is trapped inside, it would be extremely difficult for him to escape.

Zhou Yi's back was soaked with cold sweat. The moment the Star Array was deployed, he clearly felt the aura of death enveloping his entire body.

He knew better than anyone that even with the "Secret of the Character 'Zhe'" to save his life and his combat power enough to crush his peers, he would have no chance of survival in this world-destroying star array.

The 365 main star flags are controlled by the most powerful Grand Luo Golden Immortals of the demon race, while the 14,800 auxiliary flags on the outer perimeter are lined up by powerful beings starting from Golden Immortals.

Not to mention the Demon Emperor Jun and Taiyi, who were stationed at the core. The presence of these two quasi-saints at their peak increased the power of the entire formation by more than tenfold.

Zhou Yi understood that even if he carried the elixir of immortality, he would be crushed into dust by the power of the vast stars.

Seeing the demon race unleash their deadly attack, Emperor Hong, the ancestral witch of the witch race, suddenly shattered the void, his voice like thunder: "You have your trump card formations, but doesn't my witch race have its own clan-protecting technique? Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, activate!"

Amidst the roar, the eleven Ancestral Witches simultaneously revealed their earth-shattering true forms.

Di Hong transformed into a six-legged, four-winged demon god covered in crimson scales, his chaotic face spitting out turbulent void currents; Zhu Jiuyin's serpentine body coiled between heaven and earth, bringing daylight when he opened his eyes and eternal night when he closed them.

Mu Zheng rode the Azure Dragon, unleashing a vast green tide, while Ru Shou, radiating golden light, pierced the sky with sharp energy.

Black water surged beneath the Water God's feet, flames engulfed the city around Zhu Song, and the other Ancestral Witches displayed their supernatural powers, with wind and thunder raging, poisonous miasma spreading, and ice sealing the world. In an instant, eleven streams of energy piercing through heaven and earth coalesced into one.

When the terrifying pressure of the ancient wilderness swept across the eight directions, the entire primordial land trembled with energy fluctuations, and billions of living beings trembled in fear in this world-destroying confrontation.

Beneath the vast sky, amidst the chaotic mist surrounding the eleven Ancestral Witches, their blurred outlines gradually revealed towering colossal shadows.

This phantom figure exuded a terrifying pressure capable of tearing apart the primordial world, causing stars to tremble and all things to bow down.

"Pangu!"

The roar that reverberated throughout the universe was like the first sound of creation, shaking the clouds and seas of the heavens and causing them to churn and churn.

The six sages were alarmed once again. Even though it wasn't the first time they had sensed such world-destroying power, they still found it difficult to calm their minds.

"Ridiculous! The fertile earth has already become the foundation of reincarnation, yet you can't even assemble the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation." Emperor Jun stood amidst the Zhou Tian Star Array, interwoven with billions of starlight, coldly looking down at the ground. "What makes you think you can shake the foundation of my demon race?"