Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

After the Lich and Demon races met once again, they began to fight each other again!

It turned out that the demon race took the initiative to open up a passage from the heavens to the top of Buzhou Mountain, the stronghold of the witch race.

But to their surprise, the well-prepared demon race suffered another defeat.

However, this battle left an indelible mark on the hearts of all living beings in the primordial world.

The void that was torn apart by the collision between Pangu's axe light and the Zhou Tian Star Array is still slowly healing.

A series of fierce gusts of wind blew back towards the summit of Mount Buzhou.

The twelve ancestral witches returned to the Pangu Palace and sank deep into the ancestral veins of Buzhou Mountain.

With the help of this largest ancestral vein in the primordial world, the vast and boundless turbid energy of the earth veins continuously nourishes the depleted physical body, restoring its consumed essence.

One by one, the Great Luo Immortals of the Wu Clan led their warriors from the foot of Buzhou Mountain, heading straight to the three Heavenly Gates of the Demon Clan in the east, south, and north.

Whenever a demon descends to the mortal realm, most are killed and devoured by the enraged witch clan. Only a small number of faster witches manage to escape and flee far away by using their innate supernatural abilities!

On the vast and desolate land, countless quasi-saints who had cultivated for hundreds of millions of years withdrew their gazes from this place.

He instructed his disciples and clansmen that they must never provoke the witch and demon races.

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

Inside the main hall, the tranquil and effortless Taoist spirit flowed gently like a stream.

The enormous alchemy furnace had ceased operation, and the Samadhi Fire beneath it had gone out, leaving only a faint residual warmth.

The furnace lid was open, and nine golden pills, shrouded in purple mist, floated quietly inside, absorbing innate spiritual energy and boundless Daoist principles, awaiting the final opportunity.

A black and white Tai Chi diagram is slowly withdrawing its spiritual light.

Just moments ago, the Taiji diagram reflected the scene of the collision between the Budu Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and the Zhou Tian Stars Formation atop Mount Buzhou!

The eternally unchanging face of the Supreme Saint only changed slightly when wisps of chaotic energy invaded the primordial world during the collision of those two world-destroying forces, but it returned to normal in an instant!

As for the Ancestral Witch using her physical body to withstand the chaotic energy, and the more than ten Great Luo Immortals of the Demon Race instantly dissolving under the chaotic energy, in the eyes of the Supreme Saint, there seemed to be no difference.

After the spiritual light of the Taiji diagram subsided, it returned to its original Yin-Yang pattern and slowly fell in front of the Sage Taiqing... into Xuandu's hand.

Xuandu held the Taiji diagram in both hands, but his expression was somewhat blank.

He still had that gentle demeanor, but deep in his eyes was an undisguised shock.

The scene from just now was still replaying in his mind.

That incomparably sharp axe light, that star array that draws upon the origin of countless stars, and that chaotic energy that can instantly dissolve even a Great Luo Golden Immortal...!

Scene after scene kept appearing in Xuan Du's mind, and the Daoist aura on his body was sometimes visible and sometimes hidden!

After a long while, they slowly regained their composure.

The Sage of Taiqing looked at Xuandu, who had regained his composure, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

"Teacher..." Xuandu raised his head and looked at the Sage Taiqing, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"The black hole created by the collision between the tiger's light and the Zhou Tian Star Array, the overflowing airflow is that... chaotic energy."

The Supreme Sage nodded slightly, his expression unchanged: "Not bad."

"I have heard that the chaotic energy is the primordial state before the creation of heaven and earth, disordered, chaotic, and violent, and also contains infinite destruction. Seeing it today, I know that what they say is true."

The Sage of Taiqing looked at him with a calm and serene gaze.

Xuandu continued, "Those twelve Great Luo Immortals of the demon race couldn't even struggle before the chaotic energy; they instantly vanished into nothingness...!"

He paused, his voice deepening slightly: "This chaotic energy truly is something that... brings instant death upon contact."

"A Great Luo Golden Immortal without the protection of an innate spiritual treasure will perish upon contact!" The Sage of Taiqing repeated his words, his tone calm, as if stating a perfectly ordinary fact.

"Even a quasi-saint, without the protection of a spiritual treasure, will perish when his spiritual energy is exhausted."

Xuandu remained silent!

"Teacher," Xuandu suddenly asked again, "then how could the body of the Ancestral Witch withstand the chaotic energy?"

The Sage Taiqing's eyes flickered slightly, as if he were somewhat interested in this question.

"The bloodline of Pangu!" he said calmly. "Pangu created the world and transformed his body into the primordial chaos. The twelve Ancestral Witches, formed from his essence and blood, though lacking primordial spirits..."

However, its physical body bears a trace of the bloodline imprint of the Great God Pangu, and has been forged by absorbing immeasurable turbid energy from the earth's veins. Therefore, its physical body is no weaker than a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and it possesses a natural resistance to chaotic energy!

It seems that the Sage Taiqing only speaks a few words to this one and only direct disciple.

Xuan Du nodded thoughtfully.

He looked at the Supreme Saint, seemingly wanting to speak but then stopping himself.

The Sage of Taiqing was fully aware of Xuandu's thoughts and said calmly, "Ask whatever you wish."

Xuandu bowed deeply and asked, "This disciple dares to ask, Master, how do the Pangu phantom and the Zhou Tian Star Array compare to those of a sage?"

The Sage of Taiqing did not give an answer immediately, but instead, he gently poured wisps of Daoist energy into the alchemy furnace.

As the surface of the nine golden pills appeared with restrictive pill patterns similar to those on spiritual treasures, the Sage of Taiqing spoke slowly.

"He has the majesty of a sage, but not the ability of a sage."

Xuan Du was startled.

Taiqing watched as the golden elixir slowly formed patterns in the furnace. "The Budu Heavenly Divine Fiend Array uses the power of the twelve Ancestral Witches' bloodlines to summon the shadow of Pangu, but it's not Pangu possessing him; it merely possesses a trace of Pangu's true intent in creating the world."

If we confront its sharp edge directly, it could indeed pose a danger to us!

"The Zhou Tian Star Array gathers the power of 365 main stars, using the He Tu and Luo Shu as its hub, drawing upon the origin of the Zhou Tian stars. When operating at full power, its defense is unparalleled...!"

He looked at Xuan Du, his gaze still calm, but his words revealed a hint of disdain that Xuan Du had never seen before.

"However!"

"An array is ultimately just an array, and external forces are ultimately external. The twelve Ancestral Witches, once separated, are merely Quasi-Saints, and the three hundred and sixty-five Great Luo Immortals, separated from the celestial constellations, are still ants."

The Sage of Taiqing looked towards Xuandu, his tone carrying the instruction of a disciple: "The supreme sage is one who is in harmony with the Dao, whose origin is indestructible, and whose power is imperishable through countless eons...!"

"Although formations are inanimate objects, they still have their merits...!"

With a gentle flick of his sleeve, the Sage of Taiqing sent nine Nine-Turn Golden Pills flying out of the alchemy furnace and into a nearby alchemy pot.

"No matter how powerful the formation is, the person who sets it up must be alive. The two hundred or so pseudo-Daluo of the demon race who were forcibly promoted are the biggest flaw. If it were a real Daluo realm demon, the outcome of that battle might be unknown."

As Xuandu listened, he gradually understood.

Looking at the Sage of Taiqing, their eyes were filled with awe.

He absorbed the Tai Chi diagram into his primordial spirit and studied it carefully.

He suddenly asked again, "Teacher, between the Lich and Demon races... who will emerge victorious?"

The Sage of Taiqing looked out of the palace, towards the countless humans on the earth.

"When the time comes, you will know."