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"Concentrate your mind and calm your spirit, using your primordial spirit as a guide to harmonize the laws!"

Zhu Jiuyin's voice, like a resounding bell, exploded deep within her mind.

Jiufeng gritted her teeth, and the faint primordial spirit power deep within her Purple Mansion suddenly erupted!

The power of the primordial spirit, like an invisible bridge, lies between the laws of fire and earth, slowly guiding and harmonizing them.

Gradually.

The turbulent earth element began to subside, slowly merging with her fire bloodline.

Her aura began to transform.

A faint yellowish-brown halo appeared on the crimson armor.

Fire and earth mingled, and their energy surged!

"It's done!"

A sharp glint flashed in Qiang Liang's eyes.

He could clearly sense that the new bloodline aura around Jiufeng, which combined the power of fire and earth, although not as pure as Houtu's, was already able to resonate with the Dutian Divine Fiend Array!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Di Jiang exclaimed "Good!" three times, his eyes shining brightly:

"Nine Phoenixes, go down and familiarize yourself with this bloodline power."

"Tomorrow, in front of the Ancestral Witch Hall, we will practice the Great Formation of the Heavenly Gods and Demons!"

"yes!"

Jiufeng bowed and accepted the order, then turned and left the Ancestral Witch Hall.

His steps were steady, his aura restrained, and there was no trace of the previous riot.

After Jiufeng left.

Inside the Ancestral Witch Temple, the atmosphere became heavy once again.

"Big brother..."

Gonggong suddenly spoke, his voice low and deep:

Even at the top of Nine Phoenix Peak, the formation's power is only 60%.

"If the demon race activates its full-scale Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array... do we truly have a chance of victory?"

This question voiced the last doubt in the hearts of all the ancestral witches.

Can the Six-Cheng Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation withstand the complete Zhou Tian Star Formation?

Dijiang was silent for a moment, then slowly said:

"Although the Zhou Tian Star Array is powerful, Emperor Jun and Taiyi... may not dare to activate it at full power."

Why?

The ancestral shamans were puzzled.

Di Jiang's gaze was deep as he looked out at the endless sky beyond the palace:

"Have you forgotten Xuan Du?"

The moment the four words were uttered, all the ancestral witches were shaken to their core.

Xuan Du!

That vice leader of the Jie Sect who attained the Great Luo of Primordial Chaos in a century, was a deposed saint, gathered Qi and fortune, and had an old relationship with Houtu!

"This person...will he help my witch clan?"

Jumang hesitated.

"It may not help my witch clan."

Dijiang slowly shook his head:

"But... he will definitely not sit idly by and watch the demon race unify the prehistoric world."

"This person has a deep-seated grudge against the demon race, and also has a conflict with Emperor Jun and Taiyi."

"If the Lich Wars break out, he will definitely show up and tie down some of the demon race's power."

"At that time... the Zhou Tian Star Array will be unable to operate at full capacity."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the ancestral witches shone even brighter.

Yes!

Xuandu and the demon race have long been sworn enemies.

In the battle on the shores of the East Sea, he forced Emperor Jun and Taiyi to submit, and even took away Fuxi, severing one of the demon race's arms.

Such grudges will surely be settled in the great eons.

If the witches and demons were to engage in a decisive battle, would Xuandu simply stand by and watch the demons annihilate the witches and unify the primordial world?

He will definitely make a move!

"so......"

Dijiang's voice turned cold:

"The key to this decisive battle lies not in the power of the formation, but in... the variables."

"Xuan Du is a variable, Hou Tu is a variable, and the cycle of reincarnation is also a variable."

"The demon race intends to use Houtu's departure as an opportunity to annihilate my witch race... I will show Dijun and Taiyi what... a true variable really is!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking the entire hall.

All the ancestral witches rose up in unison, their blood and qi resonating, their murderous aura soaring to the sky!

"war!"

"war!!"

"war!!!"

The roar was like a tidal wave, sweeping over Mount Buzhou.

The fighting spirit of the Witch Clan was completely ignited at this moment!

......

The Thirty-Third Heaven, the Demon Court.

The light of countless stars from the Zhou Tian Star Array descended as if they were real, enveloping the entire Demon Court in a magnificent yet chilling atmosphere.

Deep within the imperial palace, before the Star-Gazing Platform.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi stood side by side, their eyes cold as they gazed at the massive, ever-growing army of hundreds of millions of demons below.

"Report!"

A golden light streaked from beyond the heavens, landing before the observatory and transforming into a golden-armored demon general who knelt on one knee.

"Your Majesty, the 365 main stars and 14,800 auxiliary stars of the Zhou Tian Star Array are all in place!"

"The massive demon army is assembled!"

"Ready to fight at any time!"

The roar was powerful and resounding, carrying a long-suppressed fighting spirit.

Di Jun slowly turned around, his dark gold imperial robe gleaming coldly under the starlight:

"What's happening with the Witch Clan?"

The golden-armored demon general said in a deep voice:

"The energy of Buzhou Mountain surged to the heavens, and the eleven Ancestral Witches gathered in the Ancestral Witch Hall, seemingly practicing a formation."

"However... with Houtu gone, the Great Formation of the Divine Fiends of the Capital is incomplete, and even if it is practiced, its power will be reduced to less than one-tenth."

Upon hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi's lips curled into a sinister smile:

"Not even one in ten survives? Ha... Then I'll see what they can use to block my Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation!"

Di Jun frowned slightly:

"The eleven Ancestral Witches...are they all in the Ancestral Witch Temple?"

"yes!"

The golden-armored demon general affirmed:

"My subordinate used a secret method to investigate and found that the blood and qi of the eleven ancestral witches resonated within the hall, which is absolutely true."

Di Jun was silent for a moment, then slowly said:

"Whom did they choose to fill the position of Empress Houtu?"

The golden-armored demon general was taken aback and hesitated before saying:

"This... I don't know."

"waste!"

Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly:

"Who cares who takes over! How can a mere high-ranking shaman replace the ancestral shaman?"

"If the Heavenly Divine Array could be repaired so easily, the Witch Clan would have unified the primordial world long ago!"

Di Jun slowly shook his head:

"We must not be careless."

He paused, his gaze sweeping towards Mount Buzhou:

"Although the Wu tribe is reckless, they are not stupid."

"Since Dijiang dares to practice the formation, he must have something to rely on."

"Go check."

"Find out who is the one who holds the position of Empress at the top...

"yes!"

The golden-armored demon general received the order and transformed into golden light, disappearing into the distance.

Wait for the demon to leave.

Donghuang Taiyi frowned:

"Brother, aren't we being overly cautious?"

"If we don't attack now, when will we?"

Di Jun stood with his hands behind his back, his voice calm:

"Taiyi, do you know that the Witch Clan... has another special existence?"

Donghuang Taiyi was taken aback:

"Who?"

"Nine Phoenixes".

Di Jun slowly uttered two words:

"Qiang Liang's younger sister, the only great witch of the witch clan with a primordial spirit."

Donghuang Taiyi's pupils suddenly contracted:

"It's her?!"

"good."

Di Jun's eyes were deep and unfathomable.

"This woman possesses a primordial spirit, and her sensitivity to the laws far surpasses that of ordinary witches. Her bloodline is also close to that of the Ancestral Witches."

"If she were to assume the position of Houtu... using her primordial spirit as a guide, she might be able to replenish part of the array's power."

Donghuang Taiyi's face was gloomy:

"Even so, it would be impossible to reach the power of the twelve Ancestral Witches combined!"

"nature."

Di Jun nodded:

"But... there's always at least 60%."

"The Six-Cheng Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is already enough to contend with my Zhou Tian Star Formation."

"not to mention......"

He abruptly changed the subject, his voice turning cold:

"Have you forgotten Xuandu? Forgot the Jie Sect? Forgot... Houtu?"

Donghuang Taiyi felt a chill run down his spine.

Yes.

Behind the Wu Clan stood Xuandu, the Jie Sect, and Houtu, who had already become a Saint of the Earthly Path!

How could these people sit idly by and watch the witch clan perish?

"So...we can't rush it."

Di Jun slowly said:

"This decisive battle must wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

Donghuang Taiyi gritted his teeth.

"Wait for Xuandu to appear, wait for the Jie Sect to make its move, wait for Houtu to clarify her stance..."

A cold glint flashed in Di Jun's eyes:

"Wait until all the variables... surface."

"At that time, with overwhelming force, we will decisively... settle the score!"

The words fell.

Outside the observatory, the light of the stars in the sky suddenly intensified!

The interweaving of billions of starlight creates a star map that covers the heavens.

In the star map, Mount Buzhou, the Blood Sea, Jin'ao Island, Mount Kunlun, Mount Sumeru in the west... and even the Zixiao Palace in the depths of the darkness are all clearly visible like chess pieces.

Di Jun stood at the center of the star map, his gaze sweeping over every spot.

"The game of the primordial world... is nearing its end."

He muttered to himself, his hands slowly clenching together inside his sleeves.

The sun's true fire surges silently.

Just as Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were gazing at the star map and deducing the final outcome of the primordial world.

"Buzz!"

A majestic and boundless aura of a sage, surpassing all laws, descended without warning from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens!

The oppressive aura was not directed at the Demon Court; in fact, it deliberately suppressed 99% of its sacred aura.

Even so, the mere wisp that escaped was like an ancient divine mountain pressing down, enveloping the entire observatory!

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were both terrified and their expressions changed!

Both were at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, wielding the innate treasure Chaos Bell and possessing the Zhou Tian Star Array. There were very few in the prehistoric world who could inspire their fear.

But this aura right now...

"saint?!"

Di Jun's pupils contracted sharply, and he abruptly looked up at the outside of the observatory.

Donghuang Taiyi subconsciously gripped the Chaos Bell tightly, causing the bell to vibrate and hum, with the illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars spinning wildly to protect his body.

A hint of surprise flashed in both of their eyes.

Which sage was it?

Nuwa was stripped of her position as the Holy Mother of the Human Race, and her aura weakened, she no longer possessed such power.

Lao Tzu was deposed from his position as leader of the Humanist sect, his foundation of Tao was damaged, and it was even more impossible for him to personally attend the ceremony.

Tongtian is far away on Jin'ao Island and has a long-standing feud with the demon race, so why would he come uninvited?

The two Western sages have always planned their schemes only on Mount Sumeru, rarely setting foot in the East...

So, only...