Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"The Witch-Slaying Sword...!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong's fiery temper was instantly ignited.

"A scruffy bird!"

Zhu Rong roared, "To think you can slaughter the entire Wu clan with just one sword is a fool's dream."

"Come on! I'll stand here and see if your witch-slaying sword can shatter my flesh."

Di Jun looked at him, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"You barbarian, your brain has suddenly become clever, you've learned to use reverse psychology."

Di Jun gripped the Witch-Slaying Sword and swung it gently.

Where the sword passed, a crack silently appeared in the void!

"Once you emerge from the Great Heavenly Formation, I'll see if I don't cut you down."

Zhu Rong's face turned ashen as she looked at the chilling glint of the Sword of Slaughter and Di Jun's humiliating words.

If it weren't for that sword, he wouldn't have cared much if he fought with Di Jun.

But now, the feud between the Lich and the Demon races has come to an end.

If he were to be injured by the Slaughtering Witch Sword at this moment, thus rendering the Witch Clan's Heavenly Divine Array incomplete, he would become a sinner of the Witch Clan for all eternity.

When the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array of the Demon Clan and the Du Tian Shen Sha Grand Array of the Witch Clan appeared simultaneously in the Buzhou Mountain area.

In the boundless void, a special little world was temporarily created!

Three imposing figures were silently observing all of this.

It was none other than the three sages: the Primordial Heavenly Venerable of the Great Purity, the Master of the Heavenly Realm, and the Lord of the Heavenly Realm!

This is the first time the Three Pure Ones have reunited since they parted ways.

The Supreme Saint stood at the forefront, holding a snow-white whisk. Behind him stood Xuandu, the disciple who had knelt before the Eight Views Palace for the human race, his Dao heart nearly collapsing.

At this moment, Xuan Du remained calm, simply watching the two great formations, each possessing earth-shattering power, confront each other!

A complex expression flashed in his eyes as he watched the Lich and Demon races slaughtering each other on the ground.

Yuanshi Tianzun stood on the left, holding the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi. Behind him stood the Antarctic Immortal, Guangchengzi, and the Yellow Dragon.

Huang Long's gaze also fell on the distant battlefield.

He watched as the Zhou Tian Star Array drew in boundless starlight, as the Bu Du Tian Divine Fiend Array emitted a violent aura of bloodlust, and as the giant axe in the hand of the Pangu phantom, his eyes filled with only a final expectation.

The Tongtian Sect Leader stood on the right, surrounded by sword energy, each wisp of which exuded an incomparably sharp aura.

Behind him stood Duobao, holding the Qingping Sword, and behind him were Jinling, Wudang, and the three sisters of Zhao Gongming.

All eyes were fixed on Mount Buzhou and the surrounding battlefield.

"The Lich Wars should also come to an end," the sage said slowly. "All living beings deserve a period of peace."

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded.

"It's time for a resolution between the Lich and Demon races."

The Tongtian Sect Leader was examining the two great formations that exuded immense power with great interest, as if these two formations had piqued his interest.

"The Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons, the Great Array of Heavenly Stars..."

"Both of these great formations possess power comparable to that of a saint, but unfortunately... neither is perfect!"

The Supreme Sage glanced at him.

"If it goes perfectly, we'll be in trouble."

The Tongtian Sect Leader was taken aback, then nodded.

"Indeed, if the two formations are perfected, the Lich Calamity may evolve into the Primordial Calamity."

The Sage Taiqing said nothing more, but turned his gaze back to the distant battlefield.

After a moment, he suddenly spoke.

"Huanglong!"

The yellow dragon behind Yuanshi Tianzun paused slightly, then bowed: "Grand Master Uncle!"

"After this battle, Xuan Du will be with you..."

"yes!"

Before the Sage Taiqing finished speaking, Huanglong already understood what the Sage Taiqing meant.

Guang Chengzi, the Antarctic Immortal, and Duobao and other disciples of the Jie Sect all looked at Huanglong with puzzled expressions.

In the western part of the Lich Wars, in the void, there is also a small world isolated by the power of the saints.

Jieyin sat upright on a golden lotus of merit, while Zhunti held a seven-jeweled tree beside him.

At this moment, Zhunti looked at the carnage on the ground, his face even more sorrowful, as if he were bearing all the suffering in the world.

Zhunti looked delighted, his eyes sparkling with an unfathomable light.

Behind them stood several of their direct disciples: Bhaisajyaguru, Mahavairocana, Maitreya, and a silent Ksitigarbha.

Their gazes were also fixed on the battlefield between the Lich and Demon races.

"Senior brother!" Zhunti asked, "Between the Lich and Demon races, who do you think will win?"

After a moment of silence, Jieyin slowly shook his head.

"Between the demon and the sorcerer races, the sorcerer race has a greater chance of winning!"

Zhunti was slightly taken aback.

"Senior brother means the demon race will win!"

Jieyin shook his head again.

There will be no winners, and there can be no winners!

Zhunti nodded in agreement, while the disciples, including Yaoshi, looked at Jieyin with suspicion.

The guide slowly said, "When the great calamity arrives, all those caught in it will be losers."

He looked at the distant battlefield, watching the endless falls of the unclaimed and demon race, and the sense of compassion emanating from him intensified once more.

Only Zhunti watched the various demon races on the battlefield.

A hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

"They're all promising talents...!"

The Medicine Master, Mahasthamaprapta, and Maitreya stared intently at the two great formations radiating immense power.

Only Ksitigarbha kept his gaze fixed on the distant battlefield, on the dying Lich and Demon races.

A hint of indescribable pity flashed in his eyes.

In a void behind the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array of the Demon Clan.

A small world was isolated by the power of a sage.

Nuwa stood quietly, but her gaze fell on Fuxi within the Zhou Tian Star Array.

As Nuwa watched the calamity energy continuously descending from Fuxi, a trace of worry and sorrow flashed in her eyes.

Three figures stood behind him.

One was her mount, Qingluan, who had transformed into a woman in green robes with a cold expression, as if the battle between the witch and demon races did not exist in her eyes.

One is Lu Ya, the last Golden Crow Prince of the demon race.

At this moment, Lu Ya did not look at Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others, but stared intently at Hou Yi in the Budu Tian Shen Sha Formation, his whole body trembling slightly.

There was another child, who looked to be only seven or eight years old. The child had a tender face, but was quite interested in the killing on the battlefield.

Besides the six saints, there were other quasi-saints and powerful beings in the primordial world.

At this moment, they are all in their own dojos, with the mountain gates tightly closed and the protective mountain formations activated to their maximum extent.

At this moment, the witch and demon races were trying to avoid each other, so how could they dare to spy on them from the sidelines?

The battle between the two races has long since transcended the quasi-saint level and reached the level of a saint-level clash.

If one is not careful, and is targeted by the witch and demon races, one will be severely injured even if one does not die.

No living being dares to take the risk!

No living creature dared to approach.

Throughout the entire primordial world, only the sounds of battle between the witch and demon races could be heard.

Outside Buzhou Mountain, the aura emanating from the Zhou Tian Star Array and the Du Tian Divine Fiend Array grew increasingly vast and powerful.

The phantom image of Pangu condensed by the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons became clearer and more solid.

With feet treading on the netherworld, head reaching the heavens, and a giant axe in hand, he wields his sword across the world.

Within the Zhou Tian Star Array, the 365 Star Banners operated at full power, drawing upon the origin of the Zhou Tian stars.

Within the grand formation, the laws of the stars flowed endlessly, evolving into an independent starry world.