Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

When the demon army had finished assembling.

A golden rainbow shot out from the Sun Star and landed beside Emperor Jun in front of the North Heavenly Gate.

Donghuang Taiyi!

His aura was vast, and the Chaos Bell hovered above his head, emitting a melodious chime.

He looked at Di Jun, his gaze falling on the Witch-Slaying Sword in Di Jun's hand, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"It's done!"

"It's done!" Di Jun nodded.

Donghuang Taiyi sensed the sharp power emanating from the Slaughtering Witch Sword, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded.

"Then... let's fight!"

Di Jun's gaze passed through the North Heavenly Gate and fell upon the pillar supporting the sky that stood on the earth.

There lies the nemesis of the demon race, the final obstacle to his becoming the supreme ruler of heaven and earth.

He gripped the Witch-Slaying Sword tightly and spoke slowly.

"Set off!"

After speaking, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Fuxi, and others took the lead and stepped into the North Heavenly Gate.

The massive army of hundreds of millions of demons, like a surging flood, poured into the primordial land through the North Heavenly Gate.

......

The moment Di Jun stepped out of the North Heavenly Gate.

The immense calamity energy accumulated in the shadowless void suddenly surged.

The calamity aura originally shrouded the primordial sky, formless and intangible, yet it truly existed, causing countless living beings to become restless and easily angered.

But at this moment, the aura of calamity seemed to come alive, as if an invisible giant dragon was surging and roaring wildly within it.

What's even more frightening is that the aura of calamity is increasing at an extremely rapid rate, and the calamity clouds are becoming thicker, denser, and heavier.

Then, it began to droop downwards.

Strands and wisps, like invisible mist, emerged from the void and enveloped the entire primordial world.

Those ordinary beings with lower cultivation levels felt the atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly become extremely oppressive, making them feel extremely uncomfortable, and a trace of barely perceptible killing intent surged in their minds.

This killing intent did not come from the outside world, but from the depths of the heart, from the center of the soul, leaving no place for living beings to escape or hide.

Those powerful beings with higher cultivation levels sensed the changes in the calamity energy of heaven and earth, and they all activated the mountain-protecting formations to their maximum power in an attempt to isolate the calamity energy from the outside.

But how could a formation possibly block that calamity?

That is the manifestation of the workings of Heaven, the silent cry of countless beings who have perished over billions of years.

Only the merits of those who are products of heaven and earth can withstand the erosion of calamity!

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, in the Pangu Palace.

The Ancestral Witches opened their eyes at the same time.

They sensed it.

I sensed the surging energy of the great calamity, and a sense of urging.

They knew that the final battle had arrived.

"They're here!"

Dijiang, the leader of the Ancestral Witches, spoke, but his voice was extremely calm.

He stood up and looked at the other ancestral witches.

The eleven ancestral witches, including Zhurong, Gonggong, Jumang, and Houyi, rose at the same time.

There was no fear in their eyes, only boundless fighting spirit!

Houtu then channeled her primordial spirit into the drop of Pangu's essence blood that was suspended in the air, which was then accepted by Dijiang!

The twelve figures vanished simultaneously from the Pangu Palace!

The next moment, they appeared atop Mount Buzhou.

This sacred mountain, which originally contained endless pressure, now only had fierce winds lashing against its hard rocks.

The twelve Ancestral Witches stood atop the mountain, their gazes all fixed on the northern border of the primordial wilderness.

They saw it across the boundless void.

I saw the Zhou Tian Grand Array radiating boundless starlight!

They saw the North Heavenly Gate shrouded in a great formation, and they saw countless demon armies pouring out of the North Heavenly Gate.

The Zhou Tian Star Array is slowly reviving, with 365 star banners guiding the origin of the Zhou Tian stars, radiating immense power.

Its power was so great that even across the boundless void, the twelve ancestral witches still felt a sense of pressure.

"It seems that the magical artifact that can restrain our physical bodies has been successfully crafted," Hou Yi said in a low voice.

No ancestral shaman answered.

Because they all know that this is true.

If that magical treasure had not been forged, Di Jun would never have dared to launch a full-scale attack at this time.

Zhu Rong rode on two roaring fire dragons, his voice filled with boundless fighting spirit.

"Then let's fight!"

"I'm afraid that the scruffy bird won't have a chance to use its magic weapon before we kill it."

Upon hearing this, the other Ancestral Witches smiled. They themselves did not know how powerful the Dutian Divine Fiend Formation was with Houtu's addition.

Dijiang did not smile; he simply watched quietly.

Looking at the shimmering stars in the sky, at the demon army, and feeling the ever-falling aura of calamity.

Then his gaze fell on the golden figure that stepped out of the Zhou Tian Star Array.

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi!

Di Jun held a long sword, while Donghuang Tai held up the Chaos Bell in one hand, facing off against the group of Ancestral Witches across the boundless void.

next moment......

Donghuang Taiyi took a sudden step forward.

clang!

The sound of the Chaos Bell suddenly rang out.

The bell tolled melodiously, yet carried boundless power, resounding throughout the primordial world.

A massive spatial passage stretched out in front of Donghuang Taiyi, running directly from the northern border of the prehistoric world to the central part, extending towards Buzhou Mountain.

That spatial passage was like a void bridge spanning heaven and earth.

Inside the passage, the power of space surged, twisted, and rotated, forming an indescribable spectacle under the suppression of the Chaos Bell.

A large army of demons, having received orders, entered the spatial passage.

Through the spatial passage, they traversed an endless distance and traveled at an extremely fast speed towards Mount Buzhou.

The endless spatial turbulence, with its terrifying power capable of tearing apart even a Taiyi Golden Immortal, failed to cause the slightest harm to these demon races under the suppression of the Chaos Bell.

A moment later...

This demon army emerged from the other end of the spatial passage.

That area is the outer perimeter of Buzhou Mountain.

But just as they emerged...

A gigantic fist descended from the sky.

The surface of that fist was ablaze with raging flames, melting the void; it was none other than the fist of Zu Zhurong.

He punched the exit of the spatial passage, and the violent force instantly shattered the void.

Boom!!!

The void collapsed, and spatial turbulence raged wildly, devouring all the newly emerged demon race members.

The demons inside the spatial passage didn't even have time to scream before they were crushed into dust by the spatial turbulence!

"Hahaha!!!" Zhu Rong's maniacal laughter rang out.

"A scruffy bird, is that all it's capable of?"

In the North!

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi showed no surprise at this scene.

He had long known that a mere spatial passage could not be hidden from the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

This was just a test.

A beginning!

Donghuang Taiyi looked at Dijun, who nodded calmly.

clang!

clang!

clang!

One bell after another rang out, echoing throughout the heavens and the earth.

With each chime of the bell, a spatial passage is opened up.

From the northern frontier of the primordial wilderness to the outskirts of Mount Buzhou, one, a hundred, a thousand... spatial passages formed simultaneously, densely distributed throughout the void.

In each passage, a large army of demons was passing through.

Zhu Rong frowned.

He looked at the spatial passages that had been opened up one by one, and for a moment he didn't know which one to choose.

"No need to rush!"