Primordial Era: I am a treasure trove, full of magical treasures.

The clash between the Heavenly Dao Avatar and the War Demon God was like two stars colliding in chaos, the aftershocks causing hundreds of Chaos Demon Gods to involuntarily retreat tens of thousands of miles. The War Demon God shook his numb fist, but the excitement in his eyes grew even stronger—he hadn't encountered an opponent who could withstand a punch from him head-on without taking a single step back in a long time.

However, just as he was about to make another move, one after another aura of sainthood rose from the world barrier of the primordial world.

The first strike, a purplish-blue sword intent soaring into the sky, cleaved countless fine cracks in the chaotic void—Tongtian, the peak of the seventh level of the Saint realm.

The second path involves the ceaseless circulation of Yin and Yang energies, resembling a walking Tai Chi diagram—Lao Tzu, the peak of the seventh level of sagehood.

The third ray, a chaotic light that enveloped heaven and earth, with the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi hanging above his head, scattering countless rays of light—Yuanshi, the peak of the seventh level of sainthood.

Then came Nuwa, Houtu, followed by Yuanfeng, Yinglong, the Qilin Clan Chief, Fuxi, Shennong, Xuanyuan, Zhenyuanzi, and even the one from the West, all of whom arrived here… Thirty-six auras of saints, like thirty-six blazing suns, lit up one after another outside the barrier of the primordial world. Each saint stood in a mysterious position, their auras intertwined, forming the rudimentary form of an unimaginably vast array.

The formation was not yet fully activated, but the oppressive aura it emitted already made the Chaos Demons with slightly lower cultivation levels in the allied forces feel suffocated.

The War Demon God's brow furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed, a disdainful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth: "Thirty-six Saints? Tsk tsk, quite a show of force. Too bad—most are just ants at the first to third level of Sainthood. These scumbags think they can stop us?"

Before he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from the allied forces behind him. Indeed, among the thirty-six saints of the Primordial World, apart from the Three Pure Ones and that Heavenly Dao avatar who were at least at the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm, the remaining thirty-odd saints were mostly newly promoted saints who had only recently stepped into the realm of sainthood. In the eyes of the Chaos Demon God, such cultivation was indeed insufficient.

However, the sages of the primordial world were not angered by the War Demon God's mockery. They stood quietly in their respective positions, their breathing steady and their gazes firm, as if they had not heard the War Demon God's words at all.

Tongtian casually picked at his ear and flicked his fingers: "Enough with the nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight; if not, then get lost. Standing here and talking nonsense won't improve your cultivation."

The Demon God of War's face darkened: "Sharp-tongued! I'll tear your mouth apart and see how arrogant you'll be then!"

With a wave of his hand, the Chaos Gods behind him surged forth like a tide. Hundreds of Chaos Gods simultaneously released their auras, and the combined pressure, as if tangible, crushed down upon the sages of the primordial world. The void groaned under this pressure, its laws twisting and deforming like crumpled silk.

The sages of the primordial world wore solemn expressions, but none of them retreated.

In fact, everyone knows that if they fail to protect the Primordial World, they will also be in trouble, so they can only do their best.

The Heavenly Dao avatar stood at the forefront, its gaze calmly sweeping over the massive allied army, then slowly raised its right hand, its five fingers spread wide—

"The battle begins."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every primordial saint.

The thirty-six sages moved simultaneously. Their auras surged at the same instant, and the laws governing them extended, intertwined, and entwined like living things, ultimately outlining a massive array in the void that covered hundreds of millions of miles. The array was circular, with thirty-six different colored rays of light flowing around its edges, and a chaotic vortex at its center, slowly rotating and radiating an unparalleled power that seemed capable of devouring everything.

The Demon God of War's pupils contracted slightly: "What kind of formation is this?"

No one answered him.

The Heavenly Dao Avatar stood at the center of the formation, his hands forming a hand seal, his aura merging with the entire formation. His gaze pierced through the void, landing on the War Demon God, a faint smile appearing on his lips: "The Saint-level version of the Zhou Tian Star Array."

This Saint-level version of the Star Array was painstakingly researched and developed by Xuanbao and the Three Pure Ones. It can combine the attacks of 36 Saints with the power of the entire prehistoric starry sky to stack damage layer by layer. It can severely injure all enemies within the eighth level of Sainthood and lightly injure Sainthood at the ninth level.

Of course, this was a last resort. Xuanbao's Heavenly Dao Avatar could easily kill all the Chaos Demons and Gods below the eighth level of Sainthood, but it wouldn't take too much effort. However, the time for the Primordial World to advance was too short. Apart from the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and Houtu, the rest were just Saints. They were really not up to par between the first and third levels of Sainthood, so this was the only option.

The War Demon God frowned slightly as he looked at the massive array diagram that was slowly rotating before him.

He had lived through countless eons and hadn't seen many formations. After all, chaos was a battlefield for true men; who would waste time playing with formations? It was all about bare-knuckle combat. But the formation before him stirred a strange tremor within him. The thirty-six rays of light flowing along the edge of the formation corresponded to the primordial laws of a sage, while the chaotic vortex in the center seemed to merge all these laws into one, forming a power beyond the ordinary.

"The Zhou Tian Star Array?" The War Demon God repeated the name, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes. "Never heard of it."

……

"That's right, you haven't heard of it." Tongtian stood in the center of the formation, his hands forming a hand seal, his aura merging with the entire formation. "This was specially prepared for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the great formation suddenly activated!

Thirty-six beams of light surged simultaneously, like thirty-six galaxies intertwining and entwining in the void. The central chaotic vortex suddenly expanded, and a terrifying suction force surged from it, directly sucking in dozens of low-level chaotic demon gods at the forefront of the allied forces. Those demon gods didn't even have time to scream before they were devoured and shredded by the chaotic vortex, transformed into the purest primordial energy, and injected into the great formation.

The Demon God of War's pupils suddenly contracted: "How dare you!"

He took a step forward, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky, and threw a punch at the Heavenly Dao clone in the center of the formation! That punch concentrated the full power of his peak eighth level of the Heavenly Realm. Wherever the fist energy passed, the void collapsed, the laws were annihilated, and even the light flowing at the edge of the great formation was shaken violently.

However, the Heavenly Dao clone simply raised its hand, and a portion of the chaotic vortex in the array diagram separated into a gray shield, blocking the fist's energy.

"boom--,!!!"

The fist and shield collided, unleashing a terrifying energy storm. The shield trembled violently, countless fine cracks appearing on its surface, but it ultimately did not shatter. The War Demon God's punch was also forcefully blocked.

"Hmm?" The War Demon God's brows furrowed even more. His punch, though not at full strength, was enough to severely injure a Demon God at the early stage of the eighth level. Yet this great formation before him had withstood it so easily?

"I told you, this was prepared especially for you." The Heavenly Dao clone looked at him expressionlessly. "The Zhou Tian Star Array is based on the origins of the thirty-six sages and guided by the Primordial Heavenly Dao. The power of everyone in the array can be transmitted and amplified to each other."

The Demon God of War's expression finally turned serious.

The spatial demon behind him stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the great formation, and slowly spoke: "This formation is indeed exquisite. But it has a fatal flaw—"

He paused, then held up one finger: "Consumption."

"Such a massive amount of power puts an enormous burden on those who set up the formation. Of those thirty-six saints, apart from the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Houtu, and that Heavenly Dao avatar, the rest are only newly promoted saints at the first to third level of the Saint Realm. How long can they hold out?"

The Heavenly Dao clone did not answer, but its silence had already given the Space Demon God the answer.

"Three times." The Space Demon God held up three fingers. "I guess those newly promoted saints can only withstand three full-force attacks at most. After three, they will be exhausted, and the formation will collapse on its own."

The Heavenly Dao clone's brow twitched slightly, but it quickly regained its composure: "Three times is enough."

"Enough?" The War Demon God sneered. "What a joke! You think you can stop hundreds of us demon gods with just three attacks?"

"Try it and you'll see." The Heavenly Dao clone stopped talking nonsense, formed hand seals, and the great formation started operating again.

Thirty-six beams of light shone simultaneously, even more brilliantly than before. The chaotic vortex in the center spun faster, and beams of chaotic light shot out from it, raining down on the allied forces. These beams of light contained the combined power of the thirty-six saints; this attack was enough to severely injure an eighth-level demon god.

The War Demon God unleashed a punch, its energy flowing like a galaxy, carrying the full power of a late-stage eighth-level Heavenly Realm expert, slamming fiercely towards the Heavenly Dao clone at the center of the formation. A sinister smile even crept onto his lips—in his eyes, this so-called grand formation was nothing more than the dying struggle of primordial ants.

However, the moment the fist struck the gray shield—

The Demon God of War's smile froze.

He felt as if his punch, powerful enough to shatter stars and tear apart chaos, had struck an invisible iron wall. The instant his fist collided with the shield, an even more terrifying recoil surged back along his arm, like a thousand venomous snakes simultaneously gnawing at his meridians!

"What?!"

The Demon God of War's expression changed drastically. He tried to withdraw his fist and retreat, but it was too late.

The chaotic vortex within the array suddenly accelerated its rotation, and thirty-six Sage Laws, like thirty-six chains, surged forth from the vortex, instantly binding the War Demon God's limbs and torso. The power of the laws attached to those chains—including the sword intent reaching the heavens, the Yin and Yang energies of Lao Tzu, the primordial chaos light, the Nirvana fire of the Primordial Phoenix, and the power of the vast ocean of the Yinglong… these thirty-six distinct laws, under the unification of the array, actually formed a naturally formed suppressive force!

"Click—"

The Demon God of War clearly heard the sound of his right arm bones shattering.

His body, under that suppressive force, felt as if it were being crushed by an invisible mountain. Fine cracks appeared on his skin, and golden blood seeped from them, dissipating into the chaotic void. His aura plummeted from the peak of the eighth heaven, like a plunge into water—mid-eighth heaven, early eighth heaven, peak of the seventh heaven…

"This is impossible!!"

The War God let out an incredulous roar. He had traversed countless eons of chaos, slaying countless opponents, but never before had he been so humiliated! He had actually been brought to the brink of death by a group of "ants" in his eyes, using a formation he had never seen before!

"Help!!"

The Space Demon God was the first to react. He formed hand seals, activated the laws of space, and instantly appeared beside the War Demon God. He raised his hand and unleashed a spatial blade, slashing at the chains of laws binding the War Demon God.

However, the spatial blade, powerful enough to cleave through the vast world, struck the chains of laws, but only produced a string of sparks, leaving not even a white mark.

"This formation is strange!" The Space Demon God's expression turned extremely solemn. "It can absorb our attacks and convert them into its own power!"

The Devouring Demon God also made his move. He opened his massive maw, and a jet-black vortex of devouring energy spewed out, attempting to engulf the chains of law. But the moment the vortex touched the chains, it trembled violently as if it had been devoured by something. The Devouring Demon God's face instantly turned pale, and he hurriedly severed his connection with the vortex.

The former representative of the Destruction Demon God—a demon god resembling a giant ape—roared, pounded his chest with both fists, and his body swelled to tens of thousands of feet tall. He threw a punch at the Heavenly Dao clone in the center of the formation. But before the punch could land on the Heavenly Dao clone's head, it was blocked by a chaotic light that split off from the formation diagram, and then bounced back, blasting the giant ape demon god himself tens of thousands of miles away.

"No! This formation is too sinister!" The Space Demon God made a decisive decision. "Everyone, attack together! Forcefully break the formation!"

Hundreds of Chaos Gods attacked simultaneously, unleashing a torrent of various law-based attacks upon the Zhou Tian Star Array. There were flames, frost, lightning, void rifts, devouring vortexes, beams of destruction… hundreds of distinct law-based attacks converged into a destructive torrent, crashing heavily against the array.

boom--!!!

A deafening roar.

The great formation trembled violently, and the thirty-six rays of light flowing around its edges dimmed slightly. The Heavenly Dao avatar at the center of the formation groaned, a trace of golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth—even he, at the peak of the eighth level of the Saint Realm, could not fully withstand the combined attack of hundreds of Chaos Demon Gods.

But the great formation was ultimately not broken.

The Heavenly Dao clone wiped the blood from the corner of its mouth, its gaze calmly sweeping over the ugly-faced Chaos Demons, before slowly speaking: "Second strike."

As soon as he finished speaking, the great formation activated once more. The thirty-six Saintly Laws re-condensed, and an even more terrifying power surged from the chaotic vortex, transforming into a gray pillar of light that shot towards the center of the allied forces!

The Space Demon's pupils constricted sharply: "Defend! Defend now!"

Dozens of Chaos Gods simultaneously deployed, creating layers upon layers of defensive barriers in front of the allied forces. But the gray beam of light, like a red-hot iron rod piercing through butter, easily penetrated those barriers and then exploded in the center of the allied forces!

boom--!!!

Another loud bang.

Dozens of lower-level Chaos Demon Gods were instantly pulverized by the aftershocks of the explosion, their very essence unable to escape before being absorbed by the great formation. Many more Demon Gods were blasted backward, their bodies riddled with wounds of varying sizes, golden blood splattering across the chaotic void.

The War Demon God was dragged back to the rear of the allied forces by the Space Demon God. He stared at the scene before him, his face ashen, his teeth grinding together. He, the mighty War Demon God, a late-stage eighth-level being, had been utterly humiliated and nearly killed by a newly ascended world!

The Chaos Demon God was directly attacked on a large scale three times, with hundreds killed and wounded, but the leaders only suffered minor injuries.

The God of War raised his head and looked towards the direction of the primordial world, a hint of shock and anger flashing in his eyes.

He had been a hero all his life, but he almost capsized in a ditch and was almost killed. However, when he saw the state of the thirty-six saints in the primordial world, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Just as the Space Demon God had predicted, after three all-out attacks, the auras of those newly promoted saints had weakened to the extreme. Yuan Feng, Ying Long, the Qilin Clan Chief, and others were pale and their breathing was disordered, clearly having exhausted most of their magical power. Although the Three Pure Ones could still hold on, their complexions were also not good.

"Three attacks, all done?" The War Demon God stood up, dusted himself off, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face. "Now, it's our turn."

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of Chaos Gods behind him simultaneously released their auras, surging towards the sages of the primordial world like a tide.

However, at this very moment—

A figure in cyan appeared silently before the primordial saints.

The man was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a handsome face and a signature lazy smile on his lips. Who else could it be but Xuan Bao?

"Who said we only have three chances?" Xuanbao smiled at the War Demon God, then took out a small jade bottle from his pocket, weighed it in his hand, and said, "I have some big treasures here."

He uncorked the bottle, and an extremely rich, primordial aura surged out. The purity of that aura caused all the demons present to involuntarily take a deep breath.

The Demon God of War's pupils suddenly contracted: "That is...!"

"The essence refined from the origin of the Chaos Demon God." Xuanbao grinned. "Enough for three more rounds."

The Demon God of War's expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

The moment Xuanbao produced the bottle of Demon God Essence, the War Demon God's expression changed slightly. However, he quickly regained his arrogant demeanor and sneered, "Refining Demon God Essence? Not a bad method. But—do you think you can turn the tide with just a few bottles of this junk?"

Before he finished speaking, the remaining hundred Chaos Gods behind him simultaneously stepped forward, their combined pressure bearing down like a tangible force. The world barrier of the Primordial World groaned under this pressure, and the faces of the newly enlightened saints in the Primordial World grew increasingly pale, nearly crushed to death by the pressure.

However, Xuanbao put the jade bottle back into his robes, his smile unchanged, but his eyes had sharpened. He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread—

Then, he snapped his fingers.

"Smack."

A crisp sound echoed through the chaotic void.

The War Demon God frowned, about to mock Xuan Bao for his charlatanry, when he suddenly felt a strange chill rise up his spine. He turned sharply and saw a massive gray vortex silently expanding behind the allied forces. Within that vortex, countless lines of fate intertwined like a spiderweb, each line connecting to the destiny of a Chaos Demon God.

The figure of the Deity of Fate slowly emerged from the vortex.

The Demon God of War's pupils suddenly contracted: "Fate?! How could you...?"

Before he could finish speaking, another figure emerged from the vortex—the God of Cause and Effect.

The moment the God of Cause and Effect appeared, the Chaos Gods, who were originally restless due to the primordial origin, suddenly found their causal threads in disarray. Some Gods discovered that countless threads of hatred had appeared between them and their companions; others found that a faint causal bond had formed between them and the primordial world, as if some unseen force was binding them to this world.

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time." Xuanbao smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to the God of Destiny and the God of Cause and Effect. "You two have come at the right time. I have some trouble to deal with."

The God of Fate glanced at him indifferently, saying nothing, but his gaze held a profound meaning. He turned to the God of War and slowly said, "Go back, all of you."

The Demon God of War's expression darkened: "Fate, cause and effect, what do you mean by this? Are you going to interfere in this matter?"

"I'm not interfering, I'm advising you." The voice of the God of Fate was calm as still water, yet it carried an undeniable authority. "The waters of the primordial world are deeper than you imagine. If you insist on fighting, you'll likely lose both your wife and your army."

The God of War gritted his teeth, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the God of Destiny and the God of Cause and Effect. He knew that if these two joined forces, although his side had the advantage in numbers, many were dead or wounded, and the outcome of a real battle was uncertain. Moreover, the God of Destiny and the God of Cause and Effect never participated in the conflicts of chaos, yet they had made an exception and appeared today; there must be something fishy about it.

"Very well, today I'll give the God of Fate and the God of Cause and Effect some face." The God of War took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, "But this matter won't end here."

With a wave of his hand, the allied forces began a slow retreat. Although the hundreds of Chaos Gods were unwilling, they could only turn and leave reluctantly under the command of the God of War.

Xuanbao stood in the void, watching the departing figures of the allied forces, the smile on his lips gradually fading. He turned around, looked at the God of Destiny and the God of Karma, and said solemnly, "Thank you both for your help."

The Deity of Fate shook his head: "No need to thank me. I just don't want to see the balance in the chaos broken."

The God of Cause and Effect gave Xuanbao a deep look and left him with a meaningful remark: "Your karmic threads are getting more and more tangled. Take care of yourself."

Before the words were finished, the figures of the two demon gods slowly disappeared into the void.

Xuanbao stood still for a moment, then grinned: "Getting more and more chaotic? That just means the path I'm walking is getting more and more interesting."

He turned around, looking towards the direction of the primordial world, a determined glint in his eyes: "Next, it's time to make proper preparations. Those chaotic demons won't let this go so easily."