Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

The two sides have been fighting each other for tens of thousands of years, and they are well aware of each other's trump cards. This set of formations, the secret weapon of the Wu Clan, requires the twelve Ancestral Witches to gather together, borrow the essence of Pangu's blood and the evil energy of heaven and earth to condense the Heaven-Opening Sacred Body. At its peak, it can summon the Chaos Divine Thunder to recreate the earth, fire, water and wind.

Now, with the calamity's malevolent energy soaring to the heavens, it should be the time when the Divine Fiend Array is at its most powerful. However, without the Earth Ancestral Witch who controls the earth, the colossal shadow that opened the heavens in mid-air remains faintly visible, like a flickering candle.

"Do you really think the Witch Clan will just sit and wait to die? Where is Guiche?!" The roar of the Ancestral Witch Emperor Hong tore through the battle clouds.

Suddenly, a crimson aura shot into the sky from within the formation, and the Great Witch Guiche revealed his true form as a hundred-foot-tall Ancestral Witch, perfectly merging into the formation of the eleven Ancestral Witches.

In an instant, thunder roared through the void, and the originally illusory true form of Pangu suddenly solidified, its giant hand, carrying the laws of destruction, slamming towards the sky.

"This is impossible!" The Demon Emperor Jun stared at the fully formed true form of Pangu, his face filled with shock. He had no idea that the Great Witch Guiche and the Ancestral Witch Qiangliang were born from the same source, and that the two were actually siblings connected by blood.

Within the Witch Clan, Guiche was already considered the pinnacle of combat power.

Aside from the Twelve Ancestral Witches, her Pangu bloodline purity is arguably the highest among the Witch Clan.

When Hou Tu Zu Wu transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, he foresaw the future calamities of the Wu Clan and deliberately left behind his own life essence.

Guiche is a product of the fusion of a drop of the heart's blood of the Ancestral Witch of the Thick Earth. Although it has not yet officially ascended to the position of Ancestral Witch, its strength has already reached that threshold.

More importantly, this drop of essence blood allowed her to resonate perfectly with the other eleven Ancestral Witches, successfully activating the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

"It's still missing something," Zhou Yi thought to himself.

Although the great formation was completed and the condensed Pangu true body possessed the physical strength of a Heavenly Saint, it ultimately lacked the presence of the Thick Earth True Body.

Ultimate killing moves like the legendary Chaos Heavenly Thunder that created the world cannot be used by this formation now.

Even so, Pangu's true form at this stage is enough to intimidate the demon race.

The battlefield was filled with the deafening sounds of battle. The two races, the witch and the demon, had long since lost their minds in the bloodshed. This blood feud could only end with the complete annihilation of one side.

Either we perish together, or we exit the stage of the primordial world forever.

As Zhou Yi led the elite human forces into battle, his peripheral vision swept over the two great formations in the sky.

The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and the Zhou Tian Star Formation were like two world-destroying millstones; even the aftershocks they emitted were terrifying.

If these two top-tier primordial killing formations were to unleash their full power, it is said that even saints would have to temporarily retreat from their edge.

"Only if our human race had a formation of this level could we truly gain a foothold!" Zhou Yi pondered as he swung his sword.

Although the rise of the human race is just around the corner, the gap between them and the Lich and Demon races is not small.

There may be no shortage of quasi-saint level experts in the future, but the number of mid-level Golden Immortals and Golden Immortals will have to accumulate slowly.

The only thing the human race currently lacks is a trump card that can subdue a saint, like the two ultimate formations that the witch and demon races possess.

The original Dutian Divine Fiend Formation, which could only be activated by the twelve Ancestral Witches working together, could no longer be assembled. Even if a specially made Divine Fiend Banner was used as a substitute, its power would not be even 30% of its peak strength.

However, the Zhou Tian Star Array is a breakthrough point. The key to setting up this array is to obtain two supreme treasures: Taiyi's Chaos Bell and the Hetu Luoshu of the Demon Emperor Jun.

As for the Great Heavenly Star Banner and the Small Heavenly Star Banner, although the production process is ridiculously complicated, there is always a way to solve it.

Just as Zhou Yi realized this, the battlefield situation suddenly escalated.

The Pangu True Body, composed of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, charged directly into the demon race's territory. Hundreds of millions of demons simultaneously roared in fury, and starlight poured out of the great formation like a flood.

In the blink of an eye, a star-like phantom with a diameter of over a million feet condensed and took shape above the formation, crashing down upon the Ancestral Witches.

Pangu's true form raised his hand and grasped, pulling out a giant axe with a handle that was faintly visible from the void.

The moment the axe shadow appeared, the entire primordial world trembled.

It is the legendary projection of Pangu's axe that created the world. Although its true form has long since decomposed into three innate treasures, its remaining will can still condense into world-destroying power.

The moment the axe blade collided with the stars, a shockwave swept across the entire prehistoric world from the Heavenly Court.

Mountains and rivers collapsed and flowed backward, even the chaotic energy beyond the nine heavens was shaken and surged endlessly.

This contest has long surpassed the level of quasi-saints. Every clash shakes the foundation of heaven and earth, and the slightest carelessness could reduce the entire plane to dust.

The Pangu true form controlled by the Wu Clan gave them no chance to breathe, and the axe shadows slashed at the core of the Star Array one after another.

The demon race also went all out, condensing the power of billions of stars into a dense cluster of meteors, showering the giant with them as if they were free.

Each time the formation was struck, it would shake violently, causing the demon experts inside to bleed from their seven orifices, yet they still gritted their teeth and endured it.

Beneath the vast sky, the powerful demons clutched their chests, vomiting blood, their robes soaked in crimson. Those lesser demons with shallow foundations fared even worse, their bodies exploding like firecrackers, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Looking at the Wu Clan camp, the eleven Ancestral Wus, along with the Great Wu Guiche, all had ashen faces, their veins bulging and writhing like earthworms. Dark golden Wu blood was seeping from the corner of Guiche's mouth, clearly indicating that they had suffered a hidden loss in the Star Impact.

"Splitter the chaos!" The giant statue of Pangu suddenly roared, shattering the void.

The axe that split the heavens descended from the sky, and wherever the blade passed, the chaotic energy surged like boiling water, actually carving out a faint new world in the void.

This move is the ultimate skill of Pangu, the ancient creator god, and it is said that even sages would tremble at the sight of it.

The demon camp was instantly detonated with billions of golden rays.

The two brothers, Di Jun and Tai Yi, were the first to bite their tongues and spray their blood essence onto the Chaos Bell and the Hetu Luoshu, causing these two clan-protecting treasures to immediately hum.

Hundreds of millions of demon soldiers simultaneously unleashed their life essence, turning the Zhou Tian Star Banner a dazzling scarlet red. Three hundred and sixty-five ancient stars appeared in broad daylight, trailing fiery tails as they crashed into the Pangu statue.

An unprecedented roar erupted across the heavens and earth. Zhou Yi swiftly summoned the Bronze Immortal Bell, its protective shield barely covering the human elite before distant mountains crumbled like building blocks, and rivers overflowed, forming towering waves. Those who hadn't had time to escape were reduced to dust in the blink of an eye.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Zhou Yi felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out stagnant blood; the immortal bell in his hand was now covered in cracks. The colossal statue of Pangu in the center of the battlefield had become translucent, as if it would dissipate with a gust of wind.

The situation was even worse for the demon race. Most of the flags of the Zhou Tian Star Array were broken, and the remaining few were on the verge of collapse. Both races were shrouded in blood-red clouds of karma, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

In the aftershocks of the violent tremors of the starry sky, tens of thousands of demon warriors were blown into blood mist within the Zhou Tian Star Array.

This earth-shattering clash had no winners; both the witch and demon races were shaken so badly that blood oozed from their seven orifices, and a hundred-mile-wide abyss even split open in the center of the battlefield.

In the past, if the two sides had fought to this extent, they would have already called a truce.

But right now, whether it's the demon race that manipulates the power of stars or the witch race that stands on the earth, everyone's eyes are bloodshot.