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

Chapter 49 The Lich War, the Cataclysm Erupts

The final battle had arrived, and all the high priests raised their arms and shouted, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Then, the sound slowly spread out, and all the Wu Clan warriors shouted loudly, their voices shaking the heavens and earth and spreading throughout the primordial world.

Countless powerful beings knew that the great calamity had arrived and a great war was about to break out.

All the top cultivators kept their caves tightly shut, and even some weaker cultivators hid themselves away, not daring to release even the slightest aura.

Some, confident in their superior magical powers, like Li Yunjing, cautiously and secretly watched this earth-shattering battle.

The war between the Lich and the Demon races broke out, and the six sages also turned their attention to the two races, waiting for them to unleash their final brilliant glory and ignite their last honor.

At this moment, the Wu tribe army was ready.

After consulting with the other eleven ancestral witches, the new ancestral witch Zhou walked to the edge of the high platform. Looking down at the excited witches below, he reached out and pressed his hand down, and the square immediately fell silent.

"Worship the Father God!"

Led by the twelve ancestral witches, they began to kneel down and offer sacrifices to Pangu. The great witches, lesser witches, and witches below the square also knelt down in sincere worship.

"Since the beginning of time, countless beings have evolved in the primordial world, with the Wu and Yao races being the strongest. However, under the dictates of Heaven, the Wu and Yao races are entangled in a deep-seated feud, their karma unclear. This time, we worship the Father God, hoping that He will have mercy on the Wu race, protect our destiny, and annihilate the Yao race."

After delivering the proclamation, Zhou Ji rose and threw the tortoise shell covered with sacrificial texts into the blazing sacred fire. Immediately, a wisp of green smoke rose and disappeared into the void.

"Since the beginning of time, when the witches and demons rose to power, the two races have been sworn enemies, and there is absolutely no reason for them to coexist. Today, we march into the Thirty-Three Heavens to annihilate the demon race! Kill!"

After Zhou finished offering sacrifices to Pangu, he turned around, walked to the edge of the high platform, and raised his arms to shout.

"kill!"

The eleven Ancestral Witches of Dijiang roared, their auras, which were at least at the late Quasi-Saint stage, emanating out without any concealment and soaring straight to the Thirty-Three Heavens.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Amidst the resounding war drums, the Wu tribe chanted in unison, their voices echoing across vast distances.

"Distribute the Soul-Gathering Banners!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhou distributed the 129,600 "Soul Gathering Banners" that the Wu Clan had accumulated over the years.

The forging of these "Soul Gathering Banners" is accompanied by the tragic deaths of countless humans. It takes billions of humans to condense the most ferocious ghosts. Only when countless ghosts gather together can a "Soul Gathering Banner" be formed.

This set of insidious magical artifacts was naturally an important backup plan for the witch clan.

"Exterminate the demon race, slay Di Jun and Tai Yi, and march on Buzhou Mountain!"

Everything was ready. All the treasures in the "Ancestral Witch Palace" were brought out. As the overlords of the prehistoric world, the Witch Clan also possessed a considerable number of innate spiritual treasures, all of which were brought out this time.

With a wave of his hand, Dijiang sent the twelve Ancestral Witches to the front, and the army of hundreds of millions of Witches rose into the air, covering the sky and the sun, like an ancient demonic cloud that swept across everything in the world.

At the same time, the Heavenly Court had already hung up the "Demon Summoning Banner," and the entire 300 million demon army of the prehistoric world had been assembled in the Heavenly Court.

Emperor Jun and Xihe rode together in a jade chariot with five-clawed golden dragons, standing side by side on the chariot shafts, both clad in armor.

Beside him, the ten marshals, including Donghuang Taiyi, Xihuang Fuxi, Yaoshi Kunpeng, and Bai Ze, and the three hundred and sixty-five demon gods were all gathered, each with a solemn expression, waiting for the decisive battle to begin.

"The feud between our demon race and the witch race, which has entangled us for countless eons, will be settled today! All troops, heed my command! March towards Buzhou Mountain and engage the witch race in a decisive battle!"

With a "whoosh," the banner fluttered as Di Jun suddenly shook the demon clan's most treasured artifact, the "Demon Summoning Banner."

The "Demon-Summoning Banner" was waved in the air, and a dense demonic aura rippled throughout the entire world. A terrifying aura was released, shattering the void. It seemed that even the heavens and earth could hardly withstand the power of the Heavenly Court.

"Heavenly Emperor, the Empress has bestowed upon us a magical treasure!"

The "Demon-Summoning Banner" was waving, and the army was about to set off. Suddenly, a clear sound came from the Thirty-Three Heavens. Jin Ning stopped in mid-air, casually threw out an object, explained its usage, and then turned back.

Emperor Jun caught it and was overjoyed. It was indeed the "Map of Mountains and Rivers". Then, Emperor Jun's heart sank. The sage had bestowed this treasure, so he probably could not personally intervene in the great battle.

It seems that Nuwa was once again suppressed by the five saints, the Three Pure Ones, Zhunti, and Jieyin, preventing her from participating in the decisive battle between the two races.

In the end, they will have to rely on themselves to win this great battle!

Di Jun, Tai Yi, and other high-ranking officials understood this principle. The demon army, limited by their level, naturally did not understand the hidden reasons. Seeing that even the saint Nuwa had bestowed treasures, clearly to boost the morale of the demon army, all the demon warriors were excited and their courage increased. They were ready to rush to the battlefield, kill the witch clan, and unify the world!

"Set off!"

Looking at the excited expressions of the demon warriors below, all their eyes were on him, filled with admiration and excitement. Di Jun felt bitter. After such a great battle, how many of his 300 million troops would be left?

As the nine five-clawed golden dragons on the jade chariot took off, the massive demon army descended from the Thirty-Three Heavens and headed to Mount Buzhou to prepare for a decisive battle with the Wu tribe.

The armies of the Wu and Yao races converged from the mountainside of Buzhou Mountain. Banners fluttered on and off the mountain, and the ancient dragon horn resounded with a mournful "whoosh whoosh whoosh," while the heavy war drums made of Kui ox hide shook the heavens and earth, creating ripples.

Three hundred miles away, the demon race lined up in formation, and the various demon gods held "Star Banners" to set up the "Zhou Tian Star Array". The endless starlight was drawn down by the array, and the entire "Buzhou Mountain" was like an infinite starry sky, dazzling and bright.

"Offer the 'Soul Gathering Banner'! Set up the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Soul Array!"

At this point, the two races had nothing more to say. Dijiang waved his hand, and 129,600 great and lesser shamans raised the "Soul Gathering Banner." This banner was pitch black with a bloody light, and gusts of yin wind swirled around it. When fully unfolded, it formed a great array, with the heads of ferocious ghosts appearing on each flag. Occasionally, they would devour each other, accompanied by a cacophony of ghostly wails and howls.

"Set up the 'Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation'! Condense the true form of Pangu!"

Seeing the army form a formation, Dijiang nodded and said to the other eleven Ancestral Witches, "To fight the 'Zhou Tian Xing Dou Da Zhen' (Great Formation of the Heavenly Stars), we naturally need the 'Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation' to condense the true form of Pangu in order to deal with it."

Once the twelve Ancestral Witches have torn apart the demon race's great formation, their men will naturally use the "Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Devouring Formation" to slaughter ordinary demon race warriors.

All the ancestral witches revealed their true forms. Zhu Jiuyin was a thousand miles long, with a human face and a snake's body, and his whole body was red.

Tianwu has a human face, but his body is greenish-yellow, with eight legs, eight tails, and eight heads looking in all directions.

Shebishi had a human face and a beast's body. Its two ears were as tall as clouds hanging from the sky, and were unfathomably large. Two yellow snakes were strung on its ears.

(End of this chapter)