Primordial Era: The Great Serpent of Yunmeng

How Suirenshi returned and what they said during that time are unknown to the outside world. All that is known is that the gap between the Wu tribe and humans is widening.

Human tribes also began a frenzied process of annexation. In the eyes of countless ancient races, they seemed to see the shadow of the ancient witch tribe in humans.

Above the Heavenly Court, Qi slowly opened his eyes, lowered his gaze, and looked at the primordial land. Some of the twelve Ancestral Witches quietly set off.

Qi held the Tranquil Bell in his hand and shook it gently. The faint sound of the bell traveled towards the starry sky, which startled Zulong and Yinglong, who had been keeping their eyes closed.

"It seems that the Twelve Ancestral Witches can no longer hold back. This ancient starry sky will eventually break away from the primordial world."

Zulong let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with an unreadable expression. Yinglong, standing to the side, then spoke up:

"It's good that we've gone. It will save this world from being too complicated. This vast and rootless starry sky is too mysterious for both all races and the world itself."

"If we clear it away, future generations will be spared the trouble. It's just a pity that all the spirits of the primordial world will never see the true sun again."

The First Emperor nodded, and then spoke:

"After this battle, the dragon race was freed from the shackles of heaven and earth and no longer stayed in the primordial world. Perhaps for us innate races, the primordial world is not a good place."

"The First Qilin escaped its predicament by chance, thus finding a good place for all living beings."

"In this respect, the Dragon Clan is far behind the Phoenix Clan and the Serpent Clan, and now it is time for them to catch up."

"In the future primordial world, I plan to leave only a few true dragons behind, and the rest will enter the chaos with me. Zhulong is no exception."

"As for you, I am now in a difficult position. After much thought, I think it is best for you to decide for yourself. However, as your elder brother, I still hope that you can enter the chaos with us."

Yinglong remained silent and did not answer, and Zulong understood his thoughts and stopped asking.

Perhaps Yinglong will change his mind when Qinglong returns.

As Zulong thought to himself, his aura became even purer, and a bright pearl slowly emerged from his mouth, drawing countless starlight into it.

This Chaos Pearl has been with him since the beginning of his life. It was completely refined during the Great Calamity of Ferocious Beasts and renamed the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, which made a great name for itself in the prehistoric world.

As a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, it was in his hands no less valuable than those innate rare treasures. Even the Dragon Clan's Dragon Pearl technique originated from it.

Today, however, Zu Long had a vague feeling that this treasure might really be leaving him.

"All cause and effect began here, and it shall also end here. In the primordial world to come, the dragon race will no longer exist, but in the vastness of the myriad worlds, the dragon race will still exist."

As Zulong muttered to himself, many Zuwu quietly appeared outside the pass. Looking at the two people in front of them, the Zuwu immediately felt a headache coming on.

"No wonder I didn't see Yinglong on the battlefield before. I never expected to be placed here, and there's even an unknown ancestral dragon beside him. It seems that we will have to use a grand formation in the end."

Houtu gritted her teeth and said that in order to prevent the Heavenly Court from discovering anything unusual, they only summoned nine Ancestral Witches this time, with her leading the team, leaving Gonggong, Zhurong and Dijiang to appear under Buzhou Mountain as a means to lull the Heavenly Court into a false sense of security.

To everyone's surprise, the Dragon Clan had quietly joined the Heavenly Court, and even the Ancestral Dragon had become a lackey of the Heavenly Court!

"Fellow Daoists, you are all heroes of your own realm, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches who dominate the entire prehistoric land, and descendants of the Great God Pangu. To hide yourselves like this and conceal your whereabouts is not in keeping with your reputations."

As Yinglong finished speaking, a sword beam flew towards the hiding place of the Ancestral Witches, shattering a desolate star into pieces.

Sensing danger, the ancestral witches immediately vanished, forcing them to reveal their hidden forms.

Houtu immediately shouted:

"Activate the formation! Form the Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation!"

With Houtu's voice, a huge phantom of Pangu suddenly appeared, holding no weapon; the Heaven-Opening Axe was nowhere to be seen.

The phantom of Pangu had barely appeared when the divine light from the Yinglong Xuantian Sword arrived, followed by the sound of endless waves. The Ancestral Dragon had made his move.

The sword light was easily blocked by the giant hand of the Pangu phantom, but the pearl, which was not particularly large, slammed heavily onto the head of the Pangu phantom with the sound of endless waves.

The phantom of Pangu paused slightly, as if it hadn't reacted yet, and then retaliated angrily. What greeted the Ancestral Dragon was a giant hand from the phantom of Pangu.

The First Dragon transformed into a colossal dragon whose head and tail were nowhere to be seen. In terms of sheer size, it was in no way inferior to the enormous phantom of Pangu.

The Ancestral Dragon Pearl also grew larger in the wind, becoming the same size as the head of the Pangu phantom, its terrifying aura echoing in the starry sky.

As the ancestral dragon moved, the starry sky seemed to ripple with light, like a reflection in water, extremely clear yet so mesmerizing.

The nine ancestral witches within the Pangu phantom also showed a look of shock. The starry sky now appeared to them like a vast ocean, with surging waves that concealed the ancestral dragon within it.

"Fantasy is ultimately just fantasy, all illusion. Above the immense power of heaven and earth, it is nothing but a dream, a bubble, not to be taken seriously!"

The phantom of Pangu roared, echoing through the starry sky. He clasped his hands together and slammed them down, instantly shattering the illusory ocean.

Countless stars suffered the same fate, shattering together at the hands of the phantom of Pangu.

A giant dragon flew backward, revealing an obvious gap in its tail. Looking through the gap, the pale flesh seemed devoid of any life.

A dragon's roar rang out once more. The phantom of Pangu turned around and saw another giant dragon flying towards it from another direction, its wings spread wide and a sword held in its mouth.

The sword struck the phantom of Pangu heavily, but only the sound of metal clashing and countless flashes of light and electricity rang out, causing the phantom to take a few steps back.

The phantom of Pangu waved its hands again, and Yinglong flew out in response, its blood splattering in the starry sky, causing both sides to roar in anger.

Before the sparks from the sword energy could disappear, the attacks from the Ancestral Dragon Pearl followed one after another, leaving the Ancestral Witches within the Pangu phantom dizzy and disoriented.

After this prolonged standoff, Houtu and the others within the great formation finally lost their temper and roared in anger:

"We absolutely cannot delay any longer. Changes in the starry sky cannot escape the Heavenly Court's observation. If we cannot return soon, then Brother Dijiang and the others will be in danger!"

As Houtu's voice resounded across the battlefield, the other eight Ancestral Witches also realized the critical importance of this matter and immediately took ruthless measures!

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court, Qihe Taiyi and Dijun had already happily led their teams to set off, their destination being the Pangu Temple.

"All those belonging to the Heavenly Court shall slay any enemy they encounter; those not of the Heavenly Court who enter this battlefield shall also perish!"

As Di Jun's voice resounded across the battlefield, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, realizing that the matter of the starry sky had been exposed, roared in fury:

"My comrades, follow me and kill these lackeys of Heaven!"

Zhu Rong's gaze hardened, and he gave the order:

"All shamans, heed my command! Gonggong, follow me to meet the enemy and slay Donghuang Taiyi! Great shamans Xingtian, Da Yi, Chiyou, and others, lead the remaining great shamans to fight against the Heavenly Emperor Dijun!"

"We hope Brother Dijiang can do us the work of holding off that Emperor Qi, so that we can offer our assistance once one side gains the upper hand!"

Under Zhu Rong's instructions, the Wu tribe members set off towards their respective destinations.

What the crowd didn't know was that during this battle, Zhu Rong never thought that he could kill Taiyi together with Gonggong, or that Dijiang could kill Qi. Zhu Rong only hoped that they would hold them off.

Zhu Rong always placed her hopes on those great shamans, after all, Di Jun had never shown his strength, and he was not known for his strength.

In Zhu Rong's view, with Xing Tian, ​​Da Yi, and Chi You leading the troops, there was indeed a chance to kill the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun here!

Xing Tian and his companions are the most powerful elites of the Wu Clan. Even many Ancestral Witches find it troublesome to face them. If they join forces, a single Ancestral Witch will suffer losses. Without external assistance, they may even face mortal danger.

On one side of the battlefield, Qi looked at Dijiang before him, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes, and spoke:

"I don't know who gave you the confidence to think that you alone could defeat me."

"But today, I will finally show you why the Heavenly Court is so stable and unshakeable in this primordial world!"

Qi, holding the World-Slaying Jade Scepter, casually waved it to intercept Di Jiang's attack, and sneered:

"But in the face of absolute life cultivation, all magic and supernatural powers are nothing but strange tricks and tricks, not worthy of being presented in a respectable manner."

The sound of the Water Flower Awakening Drum echoed across the battlefield, and countless bolts of lightning spread from the sky, each strike causing Dijiang unbearable pain.

The layers upon layers of spatial barriers crumbled as easily as a blow in the face of the World-Opening White Jade Scepter.

Dijiang's occasional counterattacks couldn't even touch the protection of the twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus. Looking at the person in front of him, Dijiang fell into despair.

The White Jade Seal of the World shimmered with a clear light, and all 129,600 inscriptions on its body radiated divine light, shattering all obstacles within the clear light.

The clear light fell on Dijiang, and his physical body turned to ashes inch by inch, disappearing from everyone's sight.

The White Jade Scepter gently swayed, and Dijiang's body was severed at the waist under the clear light, splitting in two, with no blood dripping from the wound.

"Big brother!"

"Brother Dijiang!"

Two exclamations rang out, and before everyone's eyes, Dijiang slowly descended to the ground.

Fortunately, with the circulation of blood and qi, Dijiang's destroyed flesh and blood regenerated, and he remained suspended in mid-air.

However, the terror in Dijiang's eyes was so difficult to conceal. Under that clear light, every moment felt like the moment of his own demise.

Meanwhile, the True Fire of the Sun in Di Jun's hand burned continuously, and right in front of Xing Tian and the others, it burned a great witch to ashes.

The physical body and vital energy are reduced to nothingness under the true fire of the sun, and the true spirit is merely insignificant fuel.

Their past arduous training and constant tempering of their physical bodies seemed to be nothing more than turning themselves into more durable fuel when faced with the True Fire of the Sun in Di Jun's hands.

The difference between the two was like heaven and earth. Di Jun clapped his hands, swept away the ashes that had not been left, looked at the crowd before him, and said:

"To attack me, I don't know whether to praise your courage or to condemn your utter foolishness."

"I am not known for my fighting prowess, simply because the Heavenly Court needs a perfect Heavenly Emperor more than a war god."

"But now that we've arrived on the battlefield, I can let the world know the strength of the Heavenly Court, which is beyond your comprehension."

"It seems that the great calamity will end today. The witch clan deserves to be exterminated for offending the Heavenly Emperor."

Despite Di Jun's nonchalant attitude, Xing Tian and the others were on high alert, their eyes fixed intently on the person before them.

It felt as if, in the next instant, he himself would be reduced to ashes by the sun's true fire.

"Don't even think about it! The greatness of the Witch Clan is beyond the comprehension of you high and mighty gods. And the Heavenly Court will surely be swept into the dustbin of history by the Witch Clan!"

Xing Tian gritted his teeth and said that as a civil official among the Wu tribe, he was indeed the only one who could refute the current situation. Hoping to rely on Da Yi and the others would be mostly a waste of time.

Di Jun turned his gaze from the other directions to Xing Tian and slowly spoke:

"Indeed, you have the courage to argue with me. I commend your bravery."

"What if you perish in this battle? The Heavenly Court's grace is truly immense."

Just as Di Jun was speaking, another great shaman suddenly burst into flames of the sun and was burned to ashes in full view of everyone.

Xing Tian brandished his axe and shield, but before he could get close, he was forced back by the true fire of the sun burning around Di Jun.

Da Yi kept drawing his bow, but the sword was burned to ashes in mid-air. It was difficult to even get close to Di Jun, let alone hit him.

As for Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, they were suffering terribly at this moment. Before Taiyi could even get serious, the two of them had already been beaten black and blue.

Before the sound of the Eastern Emperor Bell had even echoed across the battlefield, Taiyi seemed to be using the two people in front of him to test the spells he was constantly researching.

"Please turn around, baby."

As Taiyi finished speaking, a beam of white light suddenly shot out from a gourd in front of him and flew towards where Gonggong was.

In an instant, before he could react, Gonggong saw his body fall to the ground. Just as he was wondering what was happening, he noticed the gash on his neck.

A slight pain came from his neck, and Gonggong realized that he had been beheaded in one blow.

The next instant, Gonggong's eyes widened suddenly, and he roared:

"Damn it!"

Blood splattered, and countless streams of blood energy swept outwards, rushing back into the fallen body, seemingly trying to reconnect the head and body.

Taiyi didn't stop them, but simply watched the scene with amusement, a slight smile on his face. (End of Chapter)