Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Inside the great formation, Di Jun held the Slaughtering Witch Sword and stared coldly at the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Beside him, Donghuang Taiyi activated the Chaos Bell, its melodious toll suppressing the void.

Xihe and Changxi each held a spiritual treasure, their bodies surrounded by the primordial spiritual light of the Taiyin.

Around Mount Buzhou, the demon army that poured out from the spatial passage was already locked in fierce combat with countless witches.

Blood stained the earth, and bones piled up into hills.

Neither Di Jun nor the Twelve Ancestral Witches went to watch the fighting.

Because they knew that the fighting below had a negligible effect on the course of the battle.

The key to victory or defeat lies between the two great formations.

Dijiang looked at the Witch-Slaying Sword in Dijun's hand, feeling the power within the sword that made him wary, and slowly spoke.

"Di Jun, at this point, what are you still afraid of?"

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

"You should be the ones who are afraid."

"Kunpeng!"

Kunpeng, who was in charge of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array, was appointed by Emperor Jun to mobilize the power of the array using the He Tu and Luo Shu.

boom!!!

The Zhou Tian Star Array has moved.

Wherever the starlight passed, the void trembled and the laws of nature were distorted.

The immense power spread out from the great formation, like the stars of the heavens falling together, pressing down on Buzhou Mountain, crashing onto the earth, and crushing the witch tribes scattered across the land.

Behind the great formation were four figures.

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Xihe, Changxi.

The four Quasi-Saints, each wielding a spiritual treasure, followed closely behind the great formation, slowly approaching.

Their gazes were all fixed on the towering, illusory image of Pangu.

The aura emanating from that great being who once created heaven and earth made them feel a slight unease.

But they didn't stop.

We can't stop.

Because this is a battle of life and death.

The grand formation is advancing!

Starlight blanketed the earth.

The immense pressure descended from the sky, like a giant millstone crushing the Wu tribe below.

boom!!!

One by one, the witch tribes were reduced to ruins!

The elderly, weak, women, and children of the Wu tribe who had not participated in the fighting were crushed into a pile of mud by the terrifying pressure that descended from the sky before they could react.

Wherever the Zhou Tian Star Array passed, not a single member of the Wu Clan survived, leaving only ruins, blood-soaked earth, and blurred remains of flesh and blood.

The eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches instantly filled with murderous intent.

They never expected that the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array, which they were somewhat wary of, would directly attack ordinary members of the Wu Clan.

"The demon race... damned!"

The twelve Ancestral Witches and their twelve origins surged simultaneously, unleashing twelve powerful streams of bloodthirsty energy.

The phantom of Pangu, formed from vast blood energy, suddenly solidified a bit.

His face, which was originally blurry, now showed a hint of anger.

Those eyes, which had remained unmoved since time immemorial, became even more profound, even more ancient, even more... terrifying!

In an instant, the majestic phantom of Pangu moved.

The Pangu Axe, which was gradually solidifying, was raised high.

Where the axe blade lies, there is an aura of primordial chaos that terrifies all living beings.

The chilling, sharp, and fierce aura emanating from it made countless demons within the Zhou Tian Star Array feel as if death was imminent.

The axe blade was aimed at the Zhou Tian Star Array.

It's aimed at Di Jun.

It aimed at all the demons ahead.

Within the Zhou Tian Star Array, Kunpeng's expression changed drastically as he looked at the axe blade gleaming with the murderous aura of creation.

He's in charge now!

He held the Hetu Luoshu in his hand, which was the array diagram of the Zhou Tian Star Array and the core that maintained the operation of the entire array.

Through the Hetu and Luoshu, he can mobilize the Zhou Tian Star Array.

But at this moment, the axe blade aimed at the Zhou Tian Star Array made him feel even more clearly the terrifying power contained within it.

Its power far surpassed any previous one.

Clearly, this axe blow was delivered by Hanlu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

That single axe strike contained all their blood and energy, all their rage, and all their killing intent.

This axe...

It seemed to possess the power to create the world.

"not good!"

Kunpeng's urgent voice rang in the ears of all the demons, "Release the essence of the stars with all your might and block it for me!"

All 365 star banners shone brightly at the same time.

The Great Luo Demon Ancestor who was in charge of the Star Banner frantically activated his own magic power, pushing the power of the Star Banner to its limit.

They drew upon the primordial essence of the stars, gathering that vast starlight into the great formation, and layer upon layer of star shields were condensed.

Starlight Shield... Celestial Curtain!

Layer upon layer, stacked upon stack.

Each layer of the shield is imbued with the vast power of the stellar origin, making it difficult even for the quasi-saint peak Donghuang Taiyi to break through.

But Kunpeng was still uneasy.

He frantically activated the Hetu Luoshu, drawing upon the magical power of all the demons within the great formation and concentrating it at the very front of the formation, at the spot where Pangu's axe had fallen.

The axe light, imbued with boundless power, fell.

Space shattered, and the Great Dao roared.

But just as the axe light made contact with the Zhou Tian Star Array...

The world suddenly fell silent!

boom!!!

Then, an incredibly terrifying shockwave spread out from where the axe blade had struck.

The fluctuations were silent, yet contained terrifying power capable of destroying the world.

It spread in all directions, and wherever it passed, everything was annihilated and turned to dust.

Within a radius of 100,000 li, the sky and earth changed color, the sun and moon lost their light, and chaos surged.

Within a radius of millions of miles, the void twisted and the laws of nature trembled.

Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, mountains and rivers crumbled, rivers evaporated, and countless lives were lost.

Wherever that fluctuation passed, everything disappeared.

The armies of the witch and demon races that were fighting each other vanished into thin air in an instant.

Whether they were Taiyi or Golden Immortals, they were like ants before that fluctuation, and before they could even let out a wail, they turned into nothingness.

Those scattered Wu tribes on the land have now been reduced to rubble, not even ruins remain, as if they had never existed.

Everything, everything, has vanished.

All that remained was an enormous void.

That void stretched for hundreds of millions of miles, a deathly silence, a void.

There was no life, no spirit, and even the air evaporated completely in that instant.

This is the power of a collision between great formations at the saint level.

This is a power comparable to that of a saint.

With a single strike, billions of miles were reduced to nothingness.

With a single blow, all life was wiped out.

"puff......!"

Inside the Zhou Tian Star Array, a demon race member at the Great Luo Realm suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body swaying precariously.

puff!puff!puff!

One after another, the demons of the Great Luo Realm coughed up blood.

These are all demons who devoured billions of demons and gained the power of the Great Luo Realm.

Their primordial spirit cultivation had never reached the Great Luo Realm.

While fully activating the Star Banner, a portion of its essence was extracted by Kunpeng.

Finally, under the collision of such power, even though the Zhou Tian Star Array isolated most of the power!

But what was transmitted to them still caused their weak primordial spirits to tremble.

Kunpeng's expression was equally grim.

Looking at the Hetu Luoshu in his hand, he felt a pang of regret.