Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"Exactly!"

Fuxi turned around, his body weakened, yet his eyes burst forth with dazzling golden light. "The Ancestral Witches burn their essence and blood to summon the phantom of Pangu; let us then use these countless stars to gather the power of heaven and earth!"

"The power of the celestial bodies is boundless; the essence contained in just the Taiyin and Taiyang stars far surpasses that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, not to mention the countless stars in the sky!"

Then Kunpeng slowly spoke, "But the two great stars, Taiyin and Taiyang, concern the billions of living beings in the primordial world. Even Your Majesty, the Eastern Emperor, and the two Heavenly Empresses cannot fully mobilize the primordial energy they contain!"

Fuxi did not look at Kunpeng, but fixed his gaze on Dijun!

But the Emperor slowly nodded, "Indeed, I was born from the Sun Star and wield the power of the Sun, yet I can only mobilize a portion of the Sun's essence!"

"Just like Xihe, Changxi has no way to mobilize the full power of the Moon!"

Fuxi nodded: "Even if it's only a portion, combined with the essence of many stars, it far surpasses the burning essence blood of the Ancestral Witches! If we can form an array, what is there to fear from that phantom axe?"

A spark of hope ignited in the eyes of every demon saint.

"Please speak plainly, Your Majesty!!" Although Di Jun had a vague idea of ​​what Fuxi was going to say, he still wanted to get a definite answer from Fuxi, so he asked in a deep voice.

Fuxi took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with the wisdom he possessed when deducing celestial secrets: "We must use the celestial sphere as our foundation to set up a grand formation, drawing energy from the celestial bodies themselves. The power it unleashes will surely rival that of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation!"

His words were like a thunderbolt!

Inspire the origin of the stars in the heavens!

"Is...is this possible?" The Demon Saint Shang Yang's voice trembled, whether from excitement or disbelief.

To invoke the origin of the stars in the heavens—such a grand undertaking, could anyone other than a sage truly accomplish?

"It's possible." Fuxi said decisively, "I used the Hetu and Luoshu to deduce the secrets of heaven by observing the stars in the celestial sphere, and I have already discovered that there is some kind of mysterious connection between the stars in the celestial sphere."

That connection is not a simple gravitational interaction, but a deeper, shared resonance—because they both originate from Pangu!

He bowed to Emperor Jun, saying, "Your Majesty...!"

Emperor Jun understood and brought out the Hetu and Luoshu.

This innate spiritual treasure floated in front of Fuxi, who used the Hetu and Luoshu to draw upon the power of the stars in the heavens, unfolding it into a vast star map.

Fuxi pointed his fingertips at the Sun Star and the Moon Star: "These two were transformed from Pangu's eyes. One is the source of ultimate Yang, and the other is the source of ultimate Yin, containing boundless power."

With a flick of his fingertips, he traced the main stars such as Ziwei, Beidou, and Nandou: "These were transformed from important acupoints of Pangu, each with its own destiny."

Finally, he illuminated some of the stars with his fingertip: "These 365 main stars and 14,800 auxiliary stars are all transformed from the acupoints around Pangu's body! They are a whole, a combination containing the power of Pangu!"

Fuxi's eyes shone with an ever-increasing divine light: "If we can decipher the connections between these stars, using the Hetu and Luoshu diagrams as the array, with the sun and moon as the main pivots, and the three hundred and sixty-five stars as the array eyes, we can evolve a grand array that will resonate with all the stars—"

"At that time, the power unleashed by this star array will be enough to rival or even suppress the Pangu phantom summoned by the Ancestral Witches!"

silence.

A deathly silence.

Then, a deafening burst of joy erupted within the Lingxiao Palace!

"Good! Good! What a magnificent Star Array!" Di Jun laughed loudly, the gloom of being severely injured by the Pangu phantom summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches swept away.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, how long will it take to complete the deduction of this formation?"

"If it were just me alone, it might take hundreds of thousands of years to succeed."

"But if the Eastern Emperor, the Demon Master, and all the Demon Saints participate together!" Fuxi's gaze was resolute, "this formation will surely be completed within ten thousand years!"

"good!!!"

Di Jun shouted, revealing his imperial aura.

"All resources of the Heavenly Court are at your disposal!" Di Jun waved his hand. "All demons will obey your commands! The Ten Demon Saints, cooperate fully! Taiyi, you will wield the Chaos Bell and oversee the Sun Star, assisting your brother in deducing the changes in the Taiyin-Sun pivot!"

"Xihe and Changxi mobilized the essence of Yin to assist Fuxi in evolving the grand formation!"

"As you command!" the demon saints replied in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

Taiyi gave Fuxi a deep look, then bowed with the bell in his hands: "Your Majesty, please give your orders."

Fuxi returned the greeting, then looked at the Hetu and Luoshu in his hand and murmured to himself, "Wu Clan, the day my formation is complete will be the day you perish."

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, the demon race rekindled their fighting spirit.

Unbeknownst to them, at the same time, deep within Buzhou Mountain, the Wu tribe was also holding another discussion concerning their fate.

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Temple.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were conceived and born in the blood pool within the Pangu Palace, the very heart of the entire Witch Clan!

Only members of the Wu clan, who possess the bloodline of Pangu, can pass through this palace without any hindrance.

The hall was completely empty. The once vast blood pool, after giving birth to countless witches, now contained very little blood!

At this moment, twelve imposing figures sat around the center of the main hall.

They continuously devoured the blood energy condensed in the Pangu Palace, regenerating their original essence blood, each surrounded by their own original laws of nature.

But at this moment, the twelve ancestral witches who once dominated the primordial world all looked rather grim.

With the help of the blood date wine containing the Three Lights Divine Water given to them by Huanglong, they regained a trace of their vitality.

"The backlash from the phantom of the Father God Pangu is too strong."

"More than just strong." Zhu Jiuyin's voice was hoarse. He controlled time, and the flow of time around him was chaotic, sometimes appearing young and sometimes old. "Burning five-tenths of my original essence blood, I thought I could defeat the demon race in one fell swoop, and from then on, my Wu race would be the most respected in the primordial world. I never expected...!"

"The demon race also suffered heavy losses." Houtu spoke slowly, the only female ancestral witch with a gentle face, but with a tenacious spirit like the earth in her eyes. "Donghuang Taiyi's Chaos Bell has dimmed, Dijun's Sun God Sword is damaged, Kunpeng has lost a wing, and all ten demon saints are seriously injured...!"

"Since Hongjun has decreed that our two races are forbidden from fighting again within this lifetime!"

"We have plenty of time to rest and recover!"

Gonggong snorted coldly, black water surging around him: "I'm afraid Hongjun will have to step in and obstruct us then!"

"If Hongjun dares to make another move, we will exhaust our life essence to cleave this world in two, causing him to perish along with the Heavenly Dao!"

"This primordial world was created by the Father God. How can we, as his descendants, destroy this world!"

......

The ancestral witches continued arguing.

"Enough!" Dijiang, who was at the head of the table, said in a low voice, which was both tired and undeniably authoritative. "Arguing is useless. The most urgent task is to enhance the power of the 'Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons' and reduce the consumption of essence and blood, so that we can last longer, exert greater power, and even... make the summoned phantom of the Father God Pangu closer to reality."

Closer to reality?

The ancestral witches were shocked.

The phantom of Pangu that they summon by burning their life essence now only possesses a trace of Pangu's divine essence.

The power of those two axe blows was less than one ten-thousandth of the power to create the heavens, and was too illusory and lacked spirituality.

If only the phantom could be made more solid, and even possess a trace of sentience...!

"How do you do that?" Xuanming's voice was icy cold, like a biting wind.

Dijiang did not answer immediately.