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

The maniacal laughter abruptly stopped, as if an invisible hand had suddenly gripped his throat.

The demon master Kunpeng's hand, which was holding the Chaos Bell, froze in mid-air.

His bloodshot, triangular eyes were fixed on the twelve hundred-foot-tall golden figures that had burst from the ground around him. An indescribable chill ran up his tailbone and straight to the top of his head.

The laws of space, the laws of time, the laws of the five elements, wind, thunder, rain, and lightning...

These twelve distinct yet shared origins intertwined to form ancient and ferocious totems on the surface of those golden figures.

For those younger generations, this might just be an extremely terrifying pressure.

But for Kunpeng, an ancient giant who had personally experienced the Lich War, this aura was simply the ultimate nightmare etched into the deepest part of his soul!

Although the pure essence and blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches felt somewhat incomplete, the aura of their essence and blood was extremely pure.

"This isn't a remnant force..."

The wild joy on Kunpeng's face instantly turned into extreme horror, and his facial muscles twitched violently with fear.

"This is the complete set of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons of Shenyun!"

"No, it's not complete, but it's already close to entering the Primordial Chaos Realm."

"Damn it! This formation is a trap! Retreat! Retreat now!!"

The Kunpeng let out a desperate scream, its voice even cracking slightly.

He no longer cared about the Chaos Bell he had just acquired, and stuffed it into his robes. A violent demonic aura, powerful enough to tear the sky apart, erupted from his body, transforming into a dark green whirlwind that crashed madly toward the edge of the great formation.

At this moment.

Not far behind, Daoist Ran Deng, the Old Man of the South Pole, Guang Chengzi, and others were also shocked by this sudden turn of events.

The oppressive aura emanating from those twelve golden figures had completely surpassed the limits of the Great Luo Golden Immortals, reaching a level that made even these Quasi-Saints feel suffocated!

Several powerful figures from the Chan Sect simultaneously glanced at Kunpeng's chest, where the innate treasure coveted by all cultivators in the prehistoric world was hidden.

A burning desire flickered in their eyes. Under normal circumstances, they would have not hesitated to strike from behind and tear this weakened old demon to pieces.

But not now; the shadow of death looming overhead is too intense.

Everyone knew that if they started fighting amongst themselves to seize the treasure, they would be completely wiped out.

"Let's attack together! Charge out first!"

The Antarctic Immortal made a decisive move, abandoning all his calculations, and the coiled dragon staff in his hand suddenly erupted with a dazzling blue longevity law.

The Taoist Ran Deng lit the Lingjiu Palace Lantern, and the ghostly fire of the underworld transformed into a fire dragon to clear the way.

Guang Chengzi, Manjushri, Cihang and other Golden Immortals also unleashed all their magical treasures and poured out their innate magical power without reservation.

Each person harbored their own ulterior motives, yet they all tacitly followed closely behind Kunpeng's demonic wind, attempting to tear apart the void together and escape.

However, now that Xiao Wuji has revealed this last trump card, how could he leave them a way out?

"Want to leave now? Too late."

From the depths of the great formation came Xiao Wuji's icy voice.

As the hand seal in his hand changed.

"BOOM!!!"

The twelve golden figures roared simultaneously, and the twelve ancestral witch laws instantly formed an impenetrable net.

Kunpeng's proudest rapid escape technique crashed violently into the void at the edge of the great formation. The space, which should have been torn apart like thin paper, was now ten thousand times harder than Chaos Divine Iron.

A loud "bang" was heard.

The Kunpeng was bounced back by the enormous force of the impact, and the immortals of the Chan Sect behind it were also knocked senseless.

Ripples spread across the void, but it showed no sign of breaking.

Clearly, they can't leave.

"Damn it! Open it!"

Kunpeng refused to give up. His eyes turned bloodshot as he desperately unleashed his demonic magic to bombard the invisible barrier.

But Xiao Wuji gave them no chance to breathe. He completely concealed himself in the rolling baleful aura, transforming into the absolute ruler of this world, and launched a merciless and frenzied slaughter against the people in his battle.

"Heavenly Thunder, descend!"

Above the sky, black lightning, formed from pure malevolent energy, poured down like a torrential rain.

The Heavenly Thunder is one of the two strongest thunders in the primordial world. It belongs to the origin level of thunder. It is on par with the Purple Heaven Thunder, which shows how terrifying its power is.

At this moment, every bolt of lightning that struck carried a violent power capable of annihilating everything.

"what!"

Guang Chengzi was unable to dodge in time and was grazed on the shoulder by a bolt of divine lightning. Large patches of flesh instantly turned to ashes, causing him to scream in agony.

Not just divine thunder.

Without warning, the void within the great formation cracked open, and countless spatial blades, invisible to the naked eye, crisscrossed and cut through it.

The ground erupted with crimson lotus fire powerful enough to incinerate even Golden Immortals, turning into a sea of ​​fire that completely surrounded everyone.

Thunderbolts crashed down, sharp blades struck, and earth fire scorched the soul.

This was no longer a contest of magic, but a one-sided ambush, one in which the victim had no chance of resistance.

In the center of the formation, several powerful figures from the Chan Sect and the demon master Kunpeng realized they had fallen into a trap. At this moment, they could only huddle together back to back, desperately trying to maintain their protective immortal light, struggling to withstand the continuous bombardment, and were in a very sorry state.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

As Kunpeng waved his cloak to fend off the thunder and fire, he cried out in despair.

"The power of this formation is completely different from what I saw outside before?"

"He's clearly just a Taiyi or Daluo level cultivator, how could he possibly activate such a near-saint level killing formation?"

"And where did those twelve golden figures come from? The twelve ancestral witches have long since perished; how could they possibly possess such pure ancestral witch blood essence?"

In the ancient war between the witches and demons, only Xuanming remained of the twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan, a fact that Kunpeng witnessed firsthand.

But now, the scene before him was as if the Twelve Ancestral Witches had been resurrected, which he could hardly believe.

The others at the scene only realized at this moment that they had not only underestimated Xiao Wuji's strength, but had also been completely deceived by his superb disguise.

That seemingly flawed and broken formation was actually a deadly bait to lure these big fish into a trap!

Just as everyone's magical power was rapidly waning, the churning crimson aura suddenly began to slowly disperse to both sides.

Xiao Wuji was dressed in a jet-black Daoist robe, spotless. He stepped out from the depths of the malevolent aura, treading through the void.

He didn't hold a sword or use any magical weapons. He simply stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at these top-tier powerhouses who once commanded the winds and rains of the primordial world but now resembled trapped beasts.

Xiao Wuji's eyes were indifferent, like a god looking down on all living beings.

That icy voice pierced through the thunder and fire, clearly reaching everyone's ears, carrying an undeniable domineering and mocking tone.

"Hand over all the magical treasures you possess and beg for mercy."

"I have shown you mercy today and will spare your lives!"

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