Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

At this critical moment, Di Jun stepped forward, and the magical artifact on his back appeared, transmitting power to him.

Only by joining forces could the two brothers barely withstand this powerful force.

The two were panting heavily, their spiritual energy almost completely depleted. Even their magical artifacts had suffered varying degrees of damage, their brilliance no longer what it once was.

And this was only Nuwa's first strike.

Mi Xi, trapped within the barrier, looked grave, knowing that his sister's palm strike was only a small display of her abilities, and the attacks to come would be even more severe.

"The second strike is coming!" someone in the crowd shouted.

Immediately afterwards, Nuwa unleashed another palm strike, this time enormous, pressing down on the Heavenly Court like a cloak of the sky, triggering a massive earthquake that caused the entire Heavenly Court to shake violently.

The Heavenly Court's Destiny Golden Crow let out a sharp cry before flying into Taiyi God's body. Although the Destiny Golden Crow shared some of the power, Taiyi God's expression was still extremely grim.

He leaped into the air, and the Eastern Emperor Bell spun rapidly, emitting a mysterious light under the influence of the Golden Crow of Destiny.

Di Jun stood behind Taiyi Shen, his hand on Taiyi's back, pouring all his power into it. That palm strike seemed capable of destroying the entire Heavenly Court; even the Thirty-Three Heavens appeared insignificant before it.

The powerful figures around them all retreated.

Only the Book of Changes remains as stable as a rock, unmoved.

Lin Dong was so frightened that he almost collapsed behind him.

If Zhou Yi hadn't maintained the shield, the leaked aura alone would have been fatal.

As the palm struck, the brilliance of the Eastern Emperor Bell quickly faded.

Taiyi Shen and Di Jun both coughed up blood. One of the Thirty-Three Heavens was destroyed and turned into ruins. The Heavenly Crow almost flew away.

At this moment, the fate of the demon race seems to be shrouded in gloom and dim.

This force had pushed the two to their limits; they were exhausted and unable to fight any longer.

The members of the Wu tribe watched silently, their hearts filled with joy and anticipation, hoping that the third strike would finally end the two of them.

At this point, the distance between them had increased considerably, and even Zhou Yi had retreated a hundred meters.

Because the power of the third strike will surely surpass that of the first two, if one gets too close, one may not be able to protect oneself.

Taiyi Shen and Di Jun struggled to their feet. Since taking charge of the demon race, they had never been so disheveled. Yet, they both smiled, as if they were two gamblers who had made a desperate gamble.

I've already taken two blows, and there's only one left. If I can get through it, everything will be accomplished, and it will all be worth it.

Mi Xi collapsed directly inside the barrier. The terrifying power could be felt even through the barrier. How would they possibly withstand this third blow?

Immediately afterwards, shouts erupted from the demon race. The soldiers displayed astonishing power at this moment, with beams of spiritual light surging from their bodies, converging in the sky, and covering the two of them, like a magnificent meteor shower.

Nuwa raised an eyebrow slightly, looking quite surprised. "I didn't expect you to have such methods."

"This formation is indeed powerful, but whether you can withstand this third blow depends on your fate."

Nuwa's voice was cold and ruthless, echoing in the air and plunging the entire Heavenly Court into a deathly silence.

Then, a powerful force shook the entire primordial world, and the earth began to tremble.

Nuwa unleashed her terrifying power in full force, and a gigantic hand from the depths of chaos, carrying endless chaotic energy, slowly pressed down.

In the heavenly court, everyone witnessed a breathtaking scene.

Once that palm force is fully released, the entire world will be destroyed, and even the legendary Thirty-Three Heavens may be reduced to nothing.

However, at this moment, the most pressing issue facing Taiyi Shen and Dijun is how to survive this fatal blow.

A suffocating pressure enveloped them, rendering them almost unable to move, and even the power within their bodies seemed to freeze.

The once indestructible formation appeared so fragile and powerless in the face of this force.

Immediately afterwards, the giant hand slowly descended, and with a loud "boom," the Heavenly Court was covered by its shadow.

Strangely, the hand did not continue to move forward, nor did it disappear immediately; instead, it remained suspended in the air.

Everyone present involuntarily craned their necks, held their breath, and stared intently, feeling both nervous and expectant.

It remains to be seen whether Taiyi Shen and Dijun will be able to escape this calamity. For the primordial world, the fate of these two will be a crucial turning point.

Nuwa sighed softly and said, "Consider yourselves lucky." As soon as she finished speaking, everyone knew the answer in their hearts.

The enormous hand gradually dissipated, and Taiyi Shen and Di Jun lay on the clouds, their fates unknown.

With a gentle wave of her sleeve, Nuwa restored the tranquility of the surroundings.

"Brother, I have fulfilled my promise." After Nuwa finished speaking, Fuxi's figure appeared before everyone.

At this moment, Mi Xi was caught in a dilemma: on one side was the leader of the demon race, and on the other side was his own younger sister.

Whichever side he chooses, it will disappoint the other side.

Nuwa noticed his confusion and waved her hand, indicating, "I will keep my promise, but I also hope that the demon race can understand the boundaries. If there is a next time, the consequences will not be so simple."

After saying this, Nuwa drew a circle in the void and pushed it towards the new human territory.

Then, she quietly left. The twelve demon gods' eyes flashed with a fierce light, seemingly eager to try.

In their view, this was a golden opportunity that couldn't be missed.

If we can take this opportunity to eliminate Taiyi Shen and Di Jun, we might be able to end this protracted war sooner.

So they approached Mi Xi step by step, each step filled with intense killing intent.

Bai Ze and his companions sensed a dangerous aura approaching and rushed to the scene.

They decisively surrounded Taiyi God and Dijun. Bai Ze's face was cold and stern as his gaze swept over the twelve figures.

"The time hasn't come yet. Do you intend to defy the rules set by the Dao Ancestor?" Bai Ze questioned. "Have you thought about the punishment you will face? It will be something you cannot bear."

Standing to the side, Zhou Yi turned to Lin Dong, a slight smile appearing on his lips: "Have you seen enough this time?"

Lin Dong swallowed hard, his eyes still gleaming with the shock he had felt when the Sage displayed his power. He nodded in response:

"It was indeed spectacular, but the power of the sage far exceeded my expectations, reaching an unimaginable level. Moreover, I could sense that he hadn't gone all out just now; if he had, the scene would probably have been even more terrifying."

Lin Dong continued, "The power of a saint is truly terrifying. The realm I have reached now is called Quasi-Saint, but compared to a true saint, I feel like an ant. The difference is so great that it is simply incomparable."

Hearing this, Zhou Yi smiled slightly, thinking to himself that his so-called title of "Sage of Literature" was nothing compared to that of a true sage; it was just a title.

Their conversation stood out in the silence, causing a stir among those around them.

The demon generals cast wary glances at them, their eyes filled with hostility.