Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Kunpeng's pupils contracted slightly as he watched this scene. He hadn't expected that even the Heavenly Court's ultimate trump card couldn't defeat the Witch Clan.

The situation that followed was quite delicate.

Some different thoughts quietly arose in Kunpeng's mind.

Dijiang spat out a mouthful of blood and sneered.

"The Zhou Tian Star Array seems to be nothing special. If all twelve of my Ancestral Witches were to arrive and set up the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Array, your demon race would probably suffer a crushing defeat today."

At this point, Dijiang's eyes showed some regret. Houtu, unfortunately, transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation before the war even began.

Otherwise, his Wu clan might have had the opportunity to wipe out the demon clan and become the ruler of heaven and earth.

At Shouyang Mountain, the sacred site of the Sage Taiqing, Xuandu, dressed in a white Taoist robe, rose and bowed to Taiqing before asking the question that had been lingering in his mind.

"Master, if the Ancestral Witch Houtu had not transformed into the Cycle of Reincarnation, would the Witch Clan have won this battle against the Demon Clan?"

Taiqing pointed to the top of Buzhou Mountain, and Xuandu immediately looked up. He saw that above Buzhou Mountain, the surging, overwhelming calamity energy seemed to have transformed into a giant pot lid, covering Buzhou Mountain from top to bottom.

"The calamity generated by the Lich War has far surpassed that of the Dragon and Han Dynasties. The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin races of that time have already suffered such a fate, let alone the Lich and Demon races."

Xuandu seemed to understand something vaguely.

On Mount Buzhou, another great battle erupted. After the Zhou Tian Xing Dou and Du Tian Shen Sha formations, everyone clashed once again.

Donghuang Taiyi, without hesitation, used the Chaos Bell to confront the four great ancestral witches: Shangdi Jiang, Zhujiuyin, Zhurong, and Qiangliang.

Di Jun faced off against Tian Wu and Ru Shou, two great ancestral witches.

Fuxi faced off against Jumang, the ancestral sorcerer.

Kunpeng faced off against Xizi, the ancestral witch.

The two demon saints joined forces to confront Gonggong, the ancestral witch, and Xuanming, the ancestral witch.

In an instant, a great battle broke out again on Mount Buzhou, with terrifying fluctuations of magical power.

The expansion was so immense that it eventually caused the entire Buzhou Mountain to emit a tremendous rumbling sound.

A bloody battle, a true bloody battle, a battle where there is no chance of survival.

Donghuang Taiyi displayed his strongest combat power as a quasi-saint. The Chaos Bell in his hands was heavy yet flexible, and the four ancestral witches could not even get close to him.

Di Jun went mad and attacked Tian Wu relentlessly. If it weren't for the power of Tian Wu imbuing the Xuanbing Arrows, his nine sons might not have all perished.

On the other side, Jin Zhizu Wu Ru Shou seemed to have found an opportunity.

The Law of Metal transformed into the sharpest blade in the world, constantly leaving numerous wounds on Di Jun's body.

Fuxi and Kunpeng are both veteran quasi-saints, and each of them could easily defeat an ancestral witch.

But he remained completely focused. The maddened ancestral witch was terrifying; the slightest carelessness could result in severe injury.

The remaining two demon gods fought fiercely against Gonggong, the ancestral witch, and Xuanming, the ancestral witch.

The battle lasted for an unknown period of time. Both races seemed tireless and fearless, their eyes bloodshot with rage.

The mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood were so numerous that they almost filled Buzhou Mountain.

The horrific scene left all the ancient races speechless.

After an unknown amount of time, a sound as grand as a great bell suddenly rang out from Mount Buzhou.

"Brothers, I'm going first! Hahaha, I have no regrets if my saintly elder brother can accompany me to the underworld."

This voice came from the Ancestral Witch Jumang. He laughed maniacally, and a baleful aura that seemed to be tangible wrapped around him.

It almost engulfed him, and a world-destroying aura emanated from him.

"Oh no, this is a self-destruction!"

Fuxi, being knowledgeable and experienced, immediately understood Jumang's intentions.

He held the Fuxi Qin on his body for protection and retreated like a madman, but it was too late!

"Boom!"

The power of Jumang's self-destruction completely engulfed Fuxi.

A profound sadness arose in the hearts of all the Lich and Demon races.

For the first time since the start of the war, both the Lich and the Lich have seen their top combatants fall!

"No!!!"

In the Tai Su Heaven, at the Nuwa Palace, Nuwa felt a pang of pain in her heart. The jade pot she was holding slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground, shattering into countless pieces.

She reached out her large hand, parting the clouds and mist, and was about to head towards Buzhou Mountain, but had not yet left Tai Su Tian.

Taiqing, Yuqing, Shangqing, and the Western duo have already appeared.

"What are you doing?"

Nuwa's expression was one of extreme grief, and her tone became anything but polite.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, a great calamity has begun, and even sages cannot interfere. We are doing this for your own good."

Taiqing sighed.

Yu Qing remained expressionless. "Junior Sister Nuwa, let's go back to the Nuwa Palace."

Tongtian didn't speak, but a look of deep reluctance appeared on his face.

The two Westerners also pretended to wipe their mouths, saying, "Back then on Phoenix Perch Mountain, we had a very pleasant conversation with Fellow Daoist Fuxi, but unexpectedly..."

Jieyin sighed, "Alas, the heavens are jealous of talent. Please accept my condolences, Junior Sister Nuwa."

"Condolences my ass! It's not even clear whether my brother has truly perished yet. You two old scoundrels from the West, if you continue to spout nonsense, I'll flatten your Mount Sumeru."

Nuwa suddenly became anxious, staring intently at Zhunti and Jieyin. The two mountain peaks rose and fell continuously, and the innate treasure Qiankun Cauldron behind them appeared and disappeared, surging with supreme killing intent.

Taiqing frowned. "If you two junior brothers have nothing else to do, you should leave here."

Zhunti smiled brightly, "Junior Sister Nuwa, you misunderstand. We have no ill intentions."

"roll!"

Nuwa waved her sleeve, unleashing a surge of magical power that sent Zhunti flying millions of miles away.

Jieyin could not stay any longer and quickly transformed into a ray of light and flew away.

Taiqing sighed, "We have said all we need to say. It is up to Junior Sister Nuwa to decide how to proceed."

The Three Pure Ones transformed into streams of light and departed separately.

Inside Mount Buzhou, the aftershocks of Jumang's self-destruction finally dissipated.

The Buzhou Mountain Range, stretching for millions of miles, was blasted into dust, and everything returned to chaos and nothingness, with nothing left to see.

"younger brother!"

Dijiang and the others roared, their eyes filled with hatred as they stared intently at Donghuang Taiyi. They began to fight back with all their might, and the situation reversed in an instant, with Donghuang Taiyi beginning to retreat step by step.

After an unknown amount of time, another Ancestral Witch self-destructed.

This time, it was the ancestral witch Xizi who self-destructed.

Fortunately, Kunpeng was prepared, and at the very moment the Xizi exploded, it flapped its wings and flew away from the center of the explosion.

But it was still blown hundreds of thousands of miles away by that powerful force.

One of its wings was broken off, and all its feathers were burned off, leaving it a bald bird.

Fortunately, he did not suffer many truly fatal injuries.

"Damn it, are these ancestral witches courting death?!"

Kunpeng cursed angrily, his face grim. If he hadn't been prepared, he probably would have been reduced to ashes by the time he self-destructed.

On the other side, Di Jun was still fighting against Tian Wu and Ru Shou.

Under Di Jun's relentless onslaught, Tian Wu was on the verge of death.

However, Emperor Jun himself was also severely damaged by Ru Shou. His imperial crown was nowhere to be found, and his imperial robes became tattered.

Donghuang Taiyi shouted, "Kunpeng, why aren't you going to help His Majesty the Demon Emperor?"

"Yes, Demon Emperor."

Kunpeng cursed inwardly, flew to Dijun's side, and stopped Rushou.

"The River Chart and the Luo River Writing!" (End of Chapter)