Primordial Era: From the Creation Lotus to the First Disciple of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 120: The Divine Fiends of the Heavens vs. the Celestial Stars, Hongjun Makes His Move

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with endless determination, hatred, and a desire for victory, as well as grief for the countless fallen members of their race.

Dijiang roared, tearing through the heavens and shaking the primordial world: "Gods and Demons of the Heavens, gather the power of my Father God!"

Rumble—!

The figures of the twelve Ancestral Witches were engulfed by the boundless, domineering, and primordial evil energy originating from chaos. A terrifying aura that made all spirits tremble and submit, and that shook the entire primordial land, suddenly descended.

It was as if a wisp of the will of that great being who created the world had crossed time and space to return!

The endless malevolent energy frantically condensed, compressed, and underwent a qualitative change, eventually transforming into a blurry yet incredibly majestic giant phantom, with muscles bulging like dragons and wielding a phantom axe powerful enough to cause all paths to groan in agony—the true form of Pangu!

Although it was just a phantom and not the real resurrection of Pangu, the level of power it emitted had already surpassed the scope of Quasi-Saints, infinitely approaching and even briefly touching the edge of that incredible Primordial Saint Realm!

Throughout the primordial world, countless powerful beings were horrified and paled at the sight.

Pangu's true form slowly raised its indifferent eyes, which seemed to contain the beginning of chaos, and locked onto the core of the demon race's heavenly court, which was high in the nine heavens, and onto Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, whose expressions suddenly changed drastically!

The giant axe, formed from the divine and evil energy of the Heavenly Emperor, was slowly raised, and then cleaved down!

The movements appeared slow, but in reality, they were faster than thought. There were no dazzling lights or deafening sounds, only the purest manifestation of the law of "force". Wherever it passed, everything was reduced to nothingness, the laws collapsed, and time and space seemed to be completely cleaved apart conceptually by this axe, reappearing earth, water, fire and wind!

"The celestial sphere, reaching its zenith, ascends to its highest level! Control!"

Di Jun and Tai Yi's eyes were bloodshot with rage as they felt an unprecedented threat of death. They roared madly, burning their essence, blood, and souls without regard for anything else, gathering the power of all the remaining demon gods and demon saints, and operating the Zhou Tian Star Array to an unprecedented extreme.

Billions of stars seemed to be forcibly pulled before their eyes, their stellar power condensed into a tangible form, creating a dazzling, endlessly spinning galaxy that stretched across the heavens, attempting to block that earth-shattering, unparalleled attack!

However, the power of Pangu is not easily overcome. Even if it is only a wisp of a phantom, it represents the ultimate in power! *Sizzle!*

With a crisp sound as if the heavens and earth were being torn apart, the dazzling and vast galaxy vortex, which embodied the last hope of the demon race, was easily torn apart like fragile cloth before that illusory giant axe.

Countless demon gods who were in charge of the formation didn't even have time to scream before their bodies and souls were instantly annihilated, turning into primordial ashes! The Zhou Tian Star Formation is broken!

The giant axe, still carrying the terrifying aura of destroying everything and resetting the earth, water, fire, and wind, slashed towards Di Jun and Tai Yi, whose faces were as pale as paper, whose solar true fire was dimming, and who were powerless to dodge!

Despair and madness were evident in the eyes of the two emperors. They exchanged a glance and decided to risk everything to detonate the core of the Sun Star, making a final, desperate gamble that would drag the entire prehistoric world down with them!

Just when all living beings believed that the two demon emperors were about to perish, the witch clan was about to secure victory, and the primordial world was about to be completely rewritten—

Buzz! A detached, supreme, and cold will, seemingly devoid of any emotion yet containing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, the rules of all things, and an unyielding will that cannot be disobeyed, suddenly descended upon the battlefield!

This will was so vast that time and space seemed to freeze completely in every corner of the fiercely fighting battlefield.

The giant axe, powerful enough to cleave through chaos and recreate the cycle of wind and fire, was gently held up by an invisible hand formed from pure Heavenly Dao laws, less than three feet above Di Jun and Tai Yi's head.

No matter how the phantom of Pangu roared, or how the giant axe trembled and hummed, unleashing power enough to tear apart the entire world, it could not fall even an inch further! It was as if it were not an axe, but rather something that had sunk into the quagmire of the entire world.

The next moment, a blurry, indistinct old man phantom, whose figure seemed to be completely integrated with the primordial Heavenly Dao, whose face was indistinct, and who exuded endless majesty and indifference, silently appeared in the very center of the battlefield.

He remained expressionless, as if merely executing some predetermined procedure, and gently waved his hand at the struggling phantom of Pangu's true form.

There was no light, no sound. But the phantom of Pangu's true form, summoned by the combined power, essence, and will of the twelve ancestral witches, seemed to have its most core balance point punctured, fluctuating and twisting violently before exploding with a bang.

The aura of the second level of the ancestral witch instantly weakened to the extreme, blood gushed out, and she staggered backward, her face filled with disbelief and boundless rage!

The Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons was broken with the slightest movement!

"Hongjun!"

Dijiang forced himself to steady his almost collapsing body, looking at the figure that, even though it was just a phantom, made him feel suffocated and desperate.

His eyes were filled with resentment and anger, yet also with a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of absolute power, as he squeezed out two heavy words from between his teeth.

Inside the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones were also intently watching the battle.

Laozi remained expressionless, a sense of non-action and tranquility flowing deep within his eyes, showing no surprise at Hongjun's appearance;

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with the Wu and Yao races for disrupting the world and lacking virtue, but he showed no approval for Daozu's intervention to maintain the order of the world.

The Tongtian Sect Leader revealed his brilliance, staring intently at the Pangu True Body that had been forcibly destroyed, as if comprehending the creation of the world and the methods of the Dao Ancestor, with a faint surge of sword intent emanating from his body.

On the Western Vulture Peak, the Guide Daoist wore a sorrowful expression, while the Zhunti Daoist's eyes flickered, as if he were plotting something.

In the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Styx Ancestor chuckled coldly, seemingly disdainful of the Dao Ancestor's favoritism.

At Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and sighed, seemingly unable to bear witnessing such carnage.

That illusory figure was none other than Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor, who had merged with the Dao of Heaven.

His indifferent, ruthless gaze swept over the disheveled and resentful Twelve Ancestral Witches, then over the terrified and narrowly escaped Emperor Jun and Taiyi. His cold, grand, and unquestionable Daoist voice resounded, like a divine decree, echoing throughout the entire primordial world and imprinted deep within the hearts of every living being: "Witches rule the earth, demons rule the heavens. This is the mandate of heaven. From this day forward, for thirty thousand years, no more wars of such annihilation, disrupting the order of the primordial world, shall be waged. Those who violate this will be punished by heaven, their bodies and souls scattered."

His voice was flat, without any emotional fluctuations, yet it carried an absolute authority like the laws of nature, his words becoming law and cause and effect predetermined!

The twelve ancestral witches' faces were extremely ashen, their chests heaving violently, their overwhelming murderous aura almost uncontrollable, and their eyes practically spitting fire!

They sacrificed countless lives of their people and poured endless effort into their mission, just as they were about to succeed in completely annihilating their mortal enemy, only to be forcibly stopped and subjected to such unfair rules that clearly favored the demon race! How could they swallow this insult?

However, facing the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, whose body was in harmony with the Dao and whose words were law, they knew that resistance would be futile and might even bring about the immediate annihilation of their already severely damaged race.

Finally, Dijiang clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, blood dripping down, and let out a low, suppressed roar from his throat: "—In accordance with the decree of the Dao Ancestor." His voice was filled with endless humiliation and resentment.

As for Di Jun and Tai Yi, they had just escaped death. Although they were still shaken and their backs were covered in cold sweat, they were mostly relieved and grateful to have survived.

As the beneficiaries of this intervention, they naturally had no objections. They quickly suppressed their churning blood and bowed respectfully, replying, "We will obey the Dao Ancestor's decree!" Their voices inevitably carried a hint of relief.

The phantom of Hongjun said no more, and just as it had come, it quietly disappeared into the world, as if it had never existed.

But that cold decree, like an insurmountable iron law of heaven, weighed heavily on the hearts of the witch and demon races and all the great beings of the primordial world.