The toll of this bell shocked all great powers in the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands.
For this bell chime was struck by the first bell of the Primordial World, nay, the first bell of the Great Beginning, announcing the appearance of the Chaos Bell!
A Primordial Supreme Treasure!
A Primordial Supreme Treasure with forty-nine layers of Great Dao patterns, and one of the three treasures of Pangu's world-creation!
When Pangu created the world, the World-Opening Axe shattered under the impact of the Great Dao, transforming into the Taiji Diagram, the Pangu Banner, the Chaos Bell, the Zhuxian Four Swords, the Yuan Tu and A Bi, the God-Slaying Spear, and other peerless supreme treasures.
The three supreme treasures were the very essence of Pangu's World-Opening Axe.
The Taiji Diagram possessed unparalleled defense, the Pangu Banner unmatched offense, while the Chaos Bell was adept at both.
The former two were in the hands of direct disciples of the Sages, while this third treasure fell into the hands of the Sun God.
Taiyi shook the Chaos Bell. Its profound and mysterious sound stilled time and space, and terrifying sonic waves crushed and swept towards the two Ancestral Witches.
"Clang~"
The true bodies of the two Ancestral Witches staggered, nearly falling. Their physical forms were torn by the terrifying power of time and space, as if a layer of skin had been peeled off, their auras greatly diminished!
From afar, Di Jiang, who had arrived, roared in fury, "Taiyi, you scoundrel, how dare you!"
The Space-Shrinking Staff instantly crossed the heavens and struck the crown of Taiyi's head.
Taiyi, utterly fearless, thrust out a fist. His fist ascended to the heavens like the rising sun, his strike devoid of self, domineering and overwhelming the sky. With one punch, he sent the Space-Shrinking Staff askew.
Di Jiang arrived and, seeing the heavily injured Xuan Ming and Gong Gong, roared, "The Twelve Witches shall emerge, and today we shall destroy Taiyi!"
As his words fell, nine Ancestral Witches of the Primordial World stepped out from the Ancestral Witch Hall, from the Pangu Hall, and surrounded Taiyi.
"Hmph! The Witch Clan has such audacity, twelve against one, yet you still have the nerve to call yourselves Pangu's true descendants? You are not worthy!"
On Phoenix Perch Mountain, Empress Nu Wa chuckled, her voice echoing through the Primordial World. This remark was most cutting.
A sky full of crimson clouds descended before the mountain, blocking the Gold Ancestral Witch Ru Shou, the Wind Ancestral Witch Tian Wu, and the Ancestral Witch Xi Zi and Qiang Liang.
Fu Xi strode forth, his ten fingers plucking the Fu Xi Long Zither. Mysterious melodies from beyond the heavens transformed into countless sound domains, sealing the four directions of Tian Wu.
He had just managed to sever one of his corpses with the power of merit, making him the weakest among the Four Emperors, thus he could only contend with Tian Wu alone.
Nu Wa held her red sleeves and twin sabers. Behind her, the evening glow was like a river of blood staining the firmament. Beneath her feet, a seven-colored lotus bloomed, the Mountains and Rivers Scepter Bag draped over her, and the Cauldron of Creation suspended above her head as she advanced towards the three Ancestral Witches.
Each saber strike brought down clouds like blood falling from the sky. The Mountains and Rivers Scepter Bag encompassed all the Witch Arts of the Ancestral Witches, while the seven-colored lotus shielded her body, resisting the physical prowess of the Ancestral Witches. The Cauldron of Creation rose and fell ceaselessly, smashing into Ru Shou and then Qiang Liang. Qiang Liang struck the Cauldron of Creation with a divine thunderbolt, sending it tumbling down from the nine heavens to smash towards Xi Zi.
The Cauldron of Creation danced and weaved above the heads of the three Ancestral Witches, never ceasing, as if it would not stop until the three Ancestral Witches were smashed to smithereens.
The Cauldron of Creation was a Primordial Supreme Treasure, its quality even surpassing that of Primordial Supreme Treasures, comparable to Pangu's World-Opening Axe. Even though its ear was broken by the shattering of the Primordial World, the physical strength of several Ancestral Witches could not harm the Cauldron of Creation in the slightest.
Currently, Nu Wa had not yet comprehended the profound mysteries of the Cauldron of Creation, so she treated this Primordial Supreme Treasure as a brick to smash people with. Even the hardest of heads could not withstand it.
This scene caused even the Dao Ancestor in the Zixiao Palace to twitch the corners of his eyes.
For a time, lightning raged fiercely, thunder boomed and lightning flashed, sweeping across the firmament. Creation permeated the dim and distant heavens, and the Geng metal energy surged in all directions, blade energy crisscrossing dominantly and relentlessly.
Nu Wa, with her own power, suppressed three Ancestral Witches and held the upper hand. The strength of this Empress Wa of the Demon Clan astonished all the great powers in heaven and earth.
On Mount Beihou, Xuan Ming, Gong Gong, and Di Jiang were surrounded by Taiyi. Behind them, Gou Mang, Zhu Rong, Hou Tu, and Zhu Jiuyin arrived.
However, upon the Nine Heavens Palace, the vast River Map and Luo Book revolved, the stars shifted, and the four Ancestral Witches were displaced into the vast expanse of the starry sky.
In the boundless starry sky, the four Ancestral Witches encountered the Solar Star!
And Di Jun, holding the Solar Essence Wheel and the Solar Treasure Mirror!
Zhu Jiuyin's eyes opened and closed. Although he could command the sun and moon of the Primordial World to fall out of order, he could not disrupt the Solar Star in the starry sky.
Hou Tu, as the Earth Ancestral Witch, was in the endless starry sky, where there was no earth or stone.
Gou Mang unleashed a sea of wood, but it was suppressed by the true fire of the sun. Zhu Rong's Southern Blazing Fire incinerated all things, but it clashed with the primal Solar True Fire!
In the starry sky, the four Ancestral Witches could only suppress the weakened Di Jun, who had used the Great Displacement technique. To take his life would likely take a long time.
Di Jun's use of star displacement to displace four Ancestral Witches, and instantly shifting them twenty-eight layers of heaven, had consumed energy beyond what an ordinary quasi-sage could endure.
Hou Tu crossed half the starry sky in a single step. She was the strongest among the Twelve Ancestral Witches besides Di Jiang, capable of suppressing a quasi-sage who had severed one corpse. Moreover, if she wanted to leave, how could Di Jun at this moment stop her?
Gou Mang followed suit and returned to the Primordial World, intending to combine the power of the Ancestral Witches to destroy Taiyi!
The Witches and Demons were destined for a bitter rivalry. Taiyi was simply too powerful, and with the Chaos Bell in hand, Taiyi had to be eliminated sooner rather than later.
As for Di Jun, although powerful, he was not adept at offense. Based in the Heavenly Court and the Solar Star, he did not descend to the Primordial World, making it extremely difficult for the Ancestral Witches to kill him.
Just as two Ancestral Witches were about to leave the starry sky, a pure white light cascaded like a waterfall, spreading across space like a ribbon of white silk. The moon shone brightly, and an unparalleled woman emerged.
"Wait, you two!"
Hou Tu struck out with a palm, shattering the starry sky for ten thousand feet and interrupting the white stream of light. She stepped forward.
The peerless woman sighed softly, "Time flows like water, and heaven and earth can never be still. As time rushes by, who can traverse it?"
As her voice faded, the step Hou Tu had just taken instantly retreated to its original position, as if she had not moved.
"Time reversal!"
Gou Mang exclaimed, "Sister, you go on ahead, I will stop this person!"
A canopy of green wood rose, forming a tall, erect evergreen tree with a verdant canopy, blocking Hou Tu. Time flowed and shifted over the ancient tree.
The peerless woman sighed, "Ultimately, my cultivation is insufficient."
This woman was naturally Chang Xi, the Light Moon Master, one of the two Star Masters of the Lunar Star!
Hou Tu descended into the Primordial World and stomped down, all the power of the earth pouring towards Taiyi, who was surrounded by the four Ancestral Witches.
"Boom~"
The earth rumbled, but Hou Tu's foot landed on empty air. She felt no trace of the earth's power beneath her feet, and her heart was filled with shock.
The four Ancestral Witches' expressions also changed. They could no longer feel the immense power of the earth. The power of the earth was the source of strength for the Witch Clan; as long as they stood on the earth, they possessed infinite strength.
For a moment, the five Ancestral Witches were shocked and couldn't help but look towards the direction of the Blood Sea deep beneath the northwest sea. Then they realized that the Master of the Earth Dao was in the Eastern Wasteland.
Seeing the state of the five Ancestral Witches, Taiyi laughed loudly, "You Witch Clan, without the blessing of the earth, do you not dare to fight me?"
"Taiyi, you court death!"
Gong Gong, with his fiery temper, heard this and resumed the fight.
Taiyi laughed heartily, his laughter echoing throughout every place touched by the sun.
The Eastern Emperor's fists rose like the sun, the Great Sun ascended, manifesting an awe-inspiring spectacle. Amidst the myriad colors, a man's majestic figure battled with supreme dominance, shocking heaven and earth, moving spirits and gods. The Four Seas and Eight Wastelands were all shaken in their hearts, for the Primordial World had such a God of War!
For a time, mountains and rivers cracked, the earth churned in battle, the heavens shattered, and living beings fled in panic.
At the summit of the Jianmu tree, Qing Ling, who had been meditating with closed eyes, slowly opened them. He spread his hands, and three thousand green vines grew from the Jianmu, whose body touched the heavens. They shot out like three thousand giant green pythons towards various parts of the Primordial earth, plunging tens of thousands of feet deep into the earth, connecting with the earth's veins.
The giant green vines resembled wide roads, one end connected to the earth, the other soaring beyond the clouds, its end unseen.
Seeing this, the great powers of the Primordial World were filled with suspicion.
But then, a voice, faint yet majestic, sounded from the twenty-eighth layer of heaven.
"Dao Master of the Eastern Wasteland, Jianmu connects the heavens. Those who chant the name of the Demon can ascend to my Dao."
In the eyes of these great divine beings, the newly established title of "Dao Master of the Eastern Wasteland" clearly held more authority than the name "Demon Ancestor"!
Three thousand green vines led to the heavens, and myriad demons climbed the ladder to the celestial realm. Countless demons rejoiced and, with excitement, rushed to ascend the path of the green vines. The Witch Clan, which had come to pursue and kill from behind, dared not step onto the Jianmu's green vines.
Amidst the rampant primordial energy and the earth-shattering battles between the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witches, like a doomsday scene, the three thousand vine paths connected heaven and earth. Countless demons walked on the green vines. Though they were in panic, though they were forced from their homes, though they were disheveled, their eyes all held a light as they looked towards the Nine Heavens Palace.
The sunlight illuminated the semi-dark and semi-chaotic sky. The Jianmu, which had stood for countless years, towered like Pangu's divine body. Countless tiny beings, like ants, walked on its branches, heading towards the colorful auspicious clouds, towards the open heavenly gate, the realm of the Demon Clan!
At this moment, they were no longer "they." They were no longer wild beasts referred to as "it."
Now, they were the origin of a civilization, and each of them was a demon!
From ancient times to the present, they could tell their descendants, "We are the Demon Clan!"