Primordial Era: I rule the great sect and command all immortals.

Chapter 13: The Lich Conflict Intensifies, the First Great War (Seeking monthly votes and recommendations)

Ru Shou nodded and said, "The demon race is quite powerful. Di Jun and Tai Yi have both severed their two corpses and cultivated to the late Quasi-Saint stage. Nuwa, Fuxi, and Kunpeng are also quite strong. We must be cautious and not underestimate them!"

"From what I can see, there are only three things about the demon race that are a cause for concern for our Wu clan. Donghuang Taiyi's 'Donghuang Bell,' Dijun's 'Hetu Luoshu,' and finally the 'Zhou Tian Xing Dou Da Zhen.' We still need to come up with a way to deal with them, otherwise, after a great battle, I'm afraid we will suffer heavy losses," Zhu Jiuyin said.

"That's very true. Taiyi is the number one expert of the demon race. He has a supreme treasure protecting him. His combat power is so strong that even if two or three of us Ancestral Witches encountered him, we would not be his match. This time when Taiyi descends to the mortal realm, we must find a way to break through the defense of the Eastern Emperor Bell and take this good opportunity to kill him and weaken the power of the demon race!" Dijiang nodded in agreement.

"Hmph, since only Donghuang Taiyi and Demon Master Kunpeng have come this time, let's send one person to hold Kunpeng off while the others swarm in and kill Donghuang Taiyi first. By then, even if Dijun and the others come down to reinforce, it will be too late!" Jumang thought of a plan as soon as he heard what Zhujiuyin said.

The best way to deal with the demon race is to use strength against weakness and numbers against numbers!

As the number one expert in the Heavenly Court, Donghuang Taiyi, once he dies, the vast Heavenly Court will no longer be able to compete with the Wu Clan!

Once the plan was formulated, the entire Wu tribe was mobilized. The twelve major tribes and tens of millions of troops gathered near Buzhou Mountain. The twelve ancestral witches personally led the main force of the Wu tribe in a decisive battle at Buzhou Mountain.

Five years later, in the primordial era, the largest war ever fought finally broke out.

Faced with the Wu tribe's massive army of millions, the demon tribe, led by Donghuang Taiyi, demon master Kunpeng, and demon saints and gods such as Bai Ze and Bi Fang, deployed their massive army around Buzhou Mountain.

The two armies, separated by 100,000 miles, exuded a murderous aura that pierced the sky like smoke from a wolf's beacon. Meanwhile, above the Thirty-Three Heavens, an endless stream of demon armies were gathering, led by demon saints and demon gods, and descending upon the summit of Mount Buzhou to reinforce Donghuang Taiyi.

Even Donghuang Taiyi looked grim and dared not be careless in the slightest when facing the Wu tribe's army of tens of millions.

Only after Emperor Jun's reinforcements arrived did Donghuang Taiyi finally breathe a sigh of relief. He arrived at the front of the two armies, frowned slightly, and proclaimed loudly: "You Wu Clan have defied the Heavenly Emperor's decree, unjustly slaughtering my Demon Clan. Today, you have even stormed Buzhou Mountain! Your sins are heinous! Today, my Heavenly Court will unleash its thunderous wrath to let you Wu Clan know that the might of Heaven is not to be trifled with!"

"Stop talking nonsense! We, the Wu tribe, are the descendants of Pangu, and are naturally the true masters of the primordial world. What virtue or ability do you, you hairy beasts, have to compete with us for the rule of the primordial world?" Gonggong shouted.

"That's right, Buzhou Mountain was left by the Father God, and none of us dare to be disrespectful in the slightest. We live on it, but you beasts dare to forcibly occupy Buzhou Mountain. You deserve to die!" Zhu Rong, the most fiery member of the Wu tribe, shouted loudly, his voice rolling and spreading throughout the entire prehistoric world for billions of miles.

Donghuang was so angry that his face twitched. He then summoned the "Donghuang Bell" and struck the Wu Clan army with a "boom": "All Heavenly Generals and Soldiers, follow me and charge to destroy the Wu Clan!" Instantly, millions of demon soldiers surged towards the Wu Clan army like a tidal wave.

"Kill!" The Wu Clan also rushed forward after Zhu Jiuyin's simple words.

The first war between the Lich King and the Demon King broke out instantly. In an instant, the sky of the primordial world was stained with blood, and the spiritual energy in the sky was filled with the smell of blood.

On the primordial continent, powerful beings from all sides observed the battle with their divine senses, while some curious individuals even went to the vicinity to watch the war between the witches and demons in secret.

At this moment, such a great battle broke out, and even the Shangqing Palace was not at peace. Tongtian summoned six disciples and personally used his great magic to mirror the great battle on Buzhou Mountain.

Li Yunjing and the others knew this was a rare opportunity, and they all watched this unprecedented battle with great concentration.

Eleven Ancestral Witches charged toward the Eastern Emperor, while the Ancestral Witch Houtu personally intervened to block the Demon Master Kunpeng.

The remaining lich army was locked in a chaotic melee, unable to distinguish one another from the other. Large-scale, indiscriminate spells were no longer effective, and devastating attacks were no longer feasible. Small-scale battles became the most common occurrence.

The battlefield covered an area of ​​millions of miles, and in the blink of an eye, blood stained the earth red. Countless corpses piled up on the battlefield, forming small mountains of bodies.

Knowing that time was of the essence, the eleven Ancestral Witches revealed their true forms one by one, raised their fists as large as mountains, and slammed them towards Donghuang Taiyi. Although he was surrounded and attacked, Donghuang Taiyi had the creation treasure "Donghuang Bell" above his head. For a time, although he was at a complete disadvantage, it was not an easy task for the eleven Ancestral Witches to deal with him.

One after another, enormous fists slammed into the "Eastern Emperor Bell," causing ripples to spread through the void. It seemed as if the heavens and earth could not withstand the attacks from both sides.

At this critical moment, Donghuang Taiyi shouted, and the "Donghuang Bell" resounded, sending out waves of sound that attacked the Ancestral Witches. All the Ancestral Witches' various laws were annihilated under the sound attack.

Twelve powerful figures at the Quasi-Saint level engaged in a fierce battle, risking their lives. The twelve clashed repeatedly in the void, and within a radius of 100,000 miles, no one from either race could approach. The terrifying fluctuations of magical power obliterated everything in the world, and even the vast primordial world seemed unable to withstand the great battle between the two sides.

Spatial rifts appeared one after another, like a shattered mirror, leaving cracks and marks. Even the primordial world could hardly withstand such a fierce battle.

In the blink of an eye, the twelve great figures had already clashed thousands upon thousands of times. Divine blood was splattering, demons were roaring, and boundless power was wielding stars and plucking the moon. The battlefield between Donghuang Taiyi and the eleven Ancestral Witches continued to move upwards toward the heavens. The primordial earth could hardly bear the life-or-death battle of the Quasi-Saints.

On the earth, Houtu commanded a massive army of millions of witches. Her ancestral witch form manifested, and the laws of earth emanated from the earth, constantly resisting the attacks from the Kunpeng in the void.

Standing on the earth, Houtu was invincible. Every move she made was as heavy as a mountain. Even when the divine beast Kunpeng came from all directions to grab her, Houtu still managed to block Kunpeng with ease and firmly restrained it, preventing it from reinforcing Donghuang Taiyi or attacking other Wu tribe armies.

"Kunpeng, you are no match for me! Today, your demon race will surely be defeated!"

In just a hundred or so moves, Houtu gained an overwhelming advantage. The Kunpeng, having severed one of its corpses, could not break through Houtu's defenses with its attacks. It could only rely on its innate divine abilities, constantly flashing around Houtu and engaging in hit-and-run tactics.

(End of this chapter)