Houtu is infatuated with me, so I made her lean against the wall.

As the merits of the Heavenly Dao entered their bodies, their cultivation levels rose steadily, especially Di Jun's.

He had already reached the peak of Quasi-Saint, and his laws had reached 39% of their full potential. He was just one step away from proving the Dao.

At this moment, with the blessing of Heavenly Dao Merit, the Primordial Purple Qi that merged into the sea of ​​consciousness rapidly merged with Heavenly Dao Merit, causing the Heavenly Dao shackles that had been restricting Di Jun's cultivation to break instantly, resulting in a surge in Di Jun's cultivation.

They marched straight to the peak of the first level of the Saint Realm before finally ending their journey.

In an instant, flowers rained down from the sky and golden lotuses sprang from the earth throughout the primordial world, and the vast pressure of the sage spread for tens of thousands of miles.

The cultivators were forced to prostrate themselves on the ground. Even Qin Ming's disciples, such as the Six-Eared Macaque, felt slightly uncomfortable at such a close distance. They had to circulate their magic power to feel a little better and avoid being forced to bow down by the saint's pressure.

Just then, a loud bang suddenly came from the South Gate of Heaven.

"Di Jun, Tai Yi, a whole era has passed, and you demons dare to build your demon court on Mount Buzhou. Today, I, the Emperor, will overturn your demon court."

In an instant, the twelve Ancestral Witches transformed into their true forms, becoming a sharp blade that swept into the Heavenly Court with unstoppable force.

Along the way, the laws of space, time, and lightning reduced the countless demons to dust.

The cries of the demons filled the air, their pitiful screams echoing across the land.

"Dijiang, how dare you do this?"

Upon seeing this, Di Jun's face contorted with rage. The Hetu Luoshu soared through the air, its dense sage aura mixed with the true fire of the sun sweeping towards Di Jiang and the others.

"Haha, well done, Nine Heavens True Water!"

Gonggong excitedly summoned a deluge of divine water to intercept the sun's true fire.

"Purple Extreme True Fire, go!"

"Space-time tear!"

Time flies!

"Destruction God's Thunder!"

The ancestral witches united, their divine powers spreading out to completely block the Hetu and Luoshu that were breaking through the air. Their vast divine might filled the Heavenly Court, turning the once idyllic Heavenly Court into a scene of utter devastation.

The ancient cultivators who came to attend the demon wedding hurriedly used their magic to avoid it.

"Senior Brother, isn't it too risky for the Witch Clan to attack the Demon Clan at this time?"

Hongyun's eyes shone brightly as he looked down at the battle below, a look of confusion appearing on his face.

"No, what Dijiang and the others did was right."

"Although Di Jun has now attained enlightenment, the strength of the demon race has increased dramatically."

"However, if the Witch Clan does not attack the Demon Clan now, once the Demon Clan absorbs the Heavenly Court's fortune and the merits gained from the Heavenly Marriage, the Demon Clan's strength will inevitably experience another period of explosive growth."

"If that's the case, once the demon race is ready, the witch race will surely suffer heavy losses."

"Instead of doing that, we should fight with all our might and weaken the demon race's fortune before their strength increases dramatically."

Lu Ming's eyes flickered as he retorted.

"That being said, the demon race has two saints. Although the witch race has made good progress in recent years, and many of the great witches have shown signs of transforming their bloodlines and increasing their strength, their high-end combat power is still no match for the demon race."

Styx shook his head, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

"No, as long as the Three Pure Ones and those two from the West don't make a move, the Witch Clan may not be weaker than the Demon Clan."

A look of confidence appeared on the face of the Six-Eared Macaque.

Compared to the others, the Six-Eared Macaque had the deepest contact with the Witch Clan, and often spent time in the Pangu Temple fighting against the Ancestral Witches.

Therefore, he was extremely clear about the strength of Dijiang and the others.

Even if he went all out, he could only manage a draw against the three Ancestral Witches at best.

Once he surpasses him, he will undoubtedly lose.

Moreover, the Witch Clan also possesses a powerful clan-protecting formation. If unleashed, even an ordinary saint would be no match for the combined might of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Over the years, the twelve ancestral witches have spent most of their time in the Pangu Temple, studying the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation together.

Now, once they set up a grand formation, its power is incomparable to what it was back then.

As expected, as Dijiang and the others displayed their power, Donghuang Taiyi could no longer restrain himself and summoned the Donghuang Bell, unleashing a vast and violent burst of saintly power towards Dijiang and the others.

"The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, activate!"

Seeing Donghuang Taiyi make a move, Dijiang dared not be negligent and roared.

In an instant, the twelve Ancestral Witches' aura merged into one, and a phantom rapidly solidified. The twelve Ancestral Witches merged into the phantom, causing it to gradually solidify and form a giant that blotted out the sky and whose face could not be seen.

Facing the approaching Donghuang Zhong, the giant unleashed a punch.

Instantly, the vast power of the law completely shattered the surrounding chains of law, and the powerful fist shattered the void, sending the attacking Donghuang Zhong flying backward.

"puff!"

"Damn, it's even stronger than before!"

Donghuang Taiyi accepted the Donghuang Bell with a gloomy expression, his heart burning with anger.

He never expected that these muscular men, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, would evolve the formation to this extent.

"Xi Huang, Demon Master, are you ready?"

Seeing the giant unleash its might, Di Jun exerted all his magical power, manipulating the Hetu Luoshu and cooperating with Donghuang Taiyi to continuously resist the giant's attacks.

However, even though they were both saints, they still could not completely suppress the giant's attack.

Therefore, he can only hope for the formation created by Fuxi and Kunpeng together.

"Everything is ready. Your Majesty and the Eastern Emperor, please prepare yourselves."

Upon seeing this, Fuxi and Kunpeng exchanged a glance and immediately summoned 365 Great Luo Golden Immortal demons, along with the twelve Demon Saints and 36,500 Taiyi Golden Immortal level demons. They then unleashed the Star Banner, their combined magical power flowing continuously into the bodies of Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi.

In an instant, the once idyllic Heavenly Court rapidly dimmed, with 365 stars surrounding the two mother planets, the Sun and the Moon.

The starlight converged and bombarded the giant relentlessly.

The giant swung his fists repeatedly, smashing the starlight into nothingness.

However, the starlight seemed endless, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not shatter the starlight in the sky.

Those stars, just as they were shattered on one side, would condense again on the other.

Upon seeing this, the giant paused for a moment, then uttered a desolate voice: "Axe, come!"

As the giant finished speaking, Donghuang Taiyi, who was controlling the Donghuang Bell to enhance the defense of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array, changed his expression drastically.

Because, at this moment, Donghuang Zhong was no longer under his control.

At the same time, Taiqing Laozi and Yuqing Yuanshi also changed their expressions drastically, their magical power running wildly to suppress the trembling Taiji diagram and Pangu Banner.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

Didn't they refine these two treasures? Why are they no longer under their control?

"The Chaos Bell, the Taiji Diagram, and the Pangu Banner were all transformed from the Heaven-Opening Axe, the supreme treasure of the Father God."

"The giant formed by the twelve ancestral witches contains the will of the Father God. When it is summoned now, these spiritual treasures naturally want to obey the Father God's call."

"Keep your mind focused and protect your spiritual treasure and primordial spirit."

After giving a low, gloomy shout, Taiqing Laozi circulated his magical power to continuously suppress the pulsating Taiji diagram and primordial spirit.

The giant roared three times in succession, and Donghuang Taiyi spat out a mouthful of blood. He could no longer control the Chaos Bell, which turned into a stream of light and merged into the axe handle.

Seeing that the Taiji diagram and the Pangu Banner remained unmoved, a hint of disappointment rose in the giant's heart. Without further hesitation, he slowly raised the giant axe in his hand.

With a single swing of the axe, immense divine power erupted, turning all 365 stars into dust.

The demons who were in charge of the formation were all severely injured and sent flying backward.

The axe blade slashed towards the Heavenly Court with unstoppable force, causing the Thirty-Three Heavens to tremble violently.