After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

After Lü Yue left, the Xiqi camp outside Jiepai Pass fell into an extremely eerie silence.

The million-strong army, like a slumbering beast, lay quietly at the foot of Mount Qi, brewing a storm powerful enough to overturn the heavens and the earth.

Time flies, and in this extremely tense standoff, Jiepai Pass ushered in the second major milestone since its defense began.

Two hundredth day.

Early morning, deep within the earth's veins, three thousand feet below the General's Mansion.

Xiao Wuji sat cross-legged amidst the surging evil energy, closing his eyes to rest.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully defended Jiepai Pass for two hundred days.]

[Super node detected!]

[Super Node Grand Prize Giveaway: Twelve Golden Men (containing a portion of the essence blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches)!]

Om-!

As the system's cold notification sound faded, Xiao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of light, almost tangible, pierced directly through the malevolent red mist before him.

Overjoy overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing his usually calm and collected Dao heart.

Twelve Golden Men!

In ancient legends, this was a national treasure that the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty had to gather all the weapons in the land to forge.

However, the twelve golden figures provided by the system were completely different.

Inside them, there was actually a portion of the essence and blood of the twelve ancestral witches who once roamed the primordial world!

"Boom!"

The void in front of Xiao Wuji cracked open, and twelve humanoid statues, each a hundred feet tall, crashed to the ground, slamming heavily onto the core of the earth veins at Jiepai Pass.

Each golden statue exudes a distinctly ancient and desolate aura.

The twelve ultimate physical essences—space, time, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, weather, and poison—interweave and resonate deep within the earth.

"It's like a godsend! With these twelve golden men, the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is no longer a tree without roots!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Wuji's ten fingers flew across the field, unleashing a series of profound and mysterious Great Luo Laws.

"go!"

The twelve golden figures transformed into twelve streams of dark golden light, striking with extreme precision the twelve key nodes of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

boom!

Inside the great formation, a tremendous qualitative change instantly occurred.

The twelve originally ethereal pillars of malevolent energy, upon the arrival of the golden man, seemed to take root and solidify into tangible dark golden totem pillars.

On the pillar, the primordial laws of the twelve ancestral witches, including space, time, the five elements, wind, and thunder, intertwined wildly like living things, actually creating an independent internal cycle deep underground in Jiepai Pass.

The originally chaotic crimson aura, which resembled boiling magma, lost its pungent bloody smell and transformed into wisps of heavy, ancient chaotic energy under the frenzied purification and compression of the ancestral witch's blood essence.

The friction of each wisp of air caused the void within the great formation to be silently annihilated and reassembled.

What's most chilling is the phantom image of Pangu at the core of the formation.

It was no longer a blurry outline that would dissipate with a gust of wind. With the nourishment of the Twelve Golden Men's essence, the phantom's body surface actually condensed into bronze-colored skin texture and bulging, dragon-like muscle lines.

Even deep within the silent earth, the faint, muffled sound of a heartbeat could be heard.

The great formation has come to life.

This space-time shrouded by the array has transformed into an absolute domain.

This fundamental transformation, which directly points to the Great Dao, allowed the power of the great formation to directly crush the barrier of the Quasi-Saint. Although it has not yet reached the realm of Saint, it has already transcended the mundane.

In the primordial world, this realm was called the Quasi-Saint, an existence that was about to step into the Primordial Chaos Realm.

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Most importantly, Xiao Wuji could clearly sense that this great formation was no longer the empty shell that could only passively take hits.

If he were willing now, he could sacrifice the essence and blood of that golden man and unleash a powerful attack comparable to that of a Primordial Saint in a very short time!

"This is the real trump card."

Xiao Wuji took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to unleash this terrifying aura from the ground.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

If the Chan Sect were to discover the formation's upgrade beforehand, it would likely invite unnecessary trouble. Moreover, these are their trump cards; if they were discovered, how could they unleash their full power?

Xiao Wuji activated the great formation and pressed his hands down sharply.

Layer upon layer of folded spatial barriers tightly enveloped, sealed off, and concealed the earth-shattering, sub-saintly power deep within the earth's veins.

From the outside, the protective light barrier above Jiepai Pass still appeared the same as it had a few days ago, filled with malevolent energy, with no apparent difference.

……

Coincidentally, it was on the same day that the Jiepai Pass formation completed its ultimate transformation.

Strange phenomena suddenly appeared above the Xiqi camp.

The once clear sky was suddenly obscured by a rolling, dark green, eerie cloud.

A fierce wind howled, the temperature plummeted, and a wild, ancient, and extremely ferocious demonic aura enveloped the million-strong army like a mountain pressing down.

Under this terrifying pressure, the warhorses neighed mournfully, and the soldiers... .

"Hey——!"

A piercing, earth-shattering cry resounded through the heavens. The demonic clouds parted, and a colossal, boundless phantom bird circled once in the sky before transforming into a black streak of light and crashing down in front of the commander's tent.

The gale subsided, and the flowing light transformed into human form.

The newcomer wore a dark green cloak, had a hooked nose and triangular eyes, and was surrounded by a terrifying aura of a quasi-saint peak. He was none other than the ancient master of all demons, the Kunpeng Ancestor!

At this moment, Kunpeng's usually gloomy and aloof face surprisingly had a smile on it.

Behind him, a slightly disheveled gray light descended, revealing the figure of the Burning Lamp Taoist.

Randeng stared intently at Kunpeng's back. His old face, which was already as bitter as a gourd, was now so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably.

In order to persuade this demon master, who would only act for personal gain, to come out of seclusion, the vice leader of the Chan Sect not only wore himself out with his words, but was also severely reprimanded and paid a price that made his heart bleed.

"The arrival of the Demon Master brings great honor to our humble abode in Xiqi!"

Guang Chengzi, Wenshu, Cihang and the others inside the tent had already sensed the aura. When they saw that Kunpeng had really been invited, they were overjoyed and quickly came out of the command tent to greet him warmly.

In the eyes of these Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect who had suffered repeated setbacks, this ancient giant was their only savior to break through the formation and avenge their humiliation.

"Alright, enough with your insincere pleasantries. This is a transaction, so let's get down to business."

Kunpeng waved his hand arrogantly, not even glancing at Guang Chengzi and the others, and instead turned his gaze across the hundred-mile wilderness to the faintly visible Jiepai Pass.

When he saw the layer of blood-red malevolent energy above Jiepai Pass, the mockery on Kunpeng's lips deepened.

"I thought it was some kind of extraordinary technique, that even the Twelve Golden Immortals could fall into it."

Kunpeng stood with his hands behind his back, his voice revealing an arrogant and disdainful tone.

"How dare a mere, incomplete formation that can't even gather its basic elements call itself one of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons?"

"How ridiculous!"