Rumbling sounds filled the air.
The Zhou Tian Xing Chen formations fell like rain, and the heavens and earth experienced a meteor shower of immense scale and terrifying power.
The Chenghuang Ancestral Witch blasted a massive hole in the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation.
Zhu Jiuyin, ignoring his injuries, stood at the breach in the formation as if distance held no meaning.
The river of time flowed, his eyes spun, and the sun and moon dimmed.
He roared, "Hurry and go!"
The ten Ancestral Witches, though enraged, were not foolhardy. They understood priorities.
The ten Ancestral Witches each flashed and darted towards the opening in the star formation.
Di Jun desperately deduced the celestial patterns, and countless stars were once again connected, but the Chenghuang Ancestral Witch's self-detonation had destroyed dozens of main stars, making it difficult to repair them quickly.
Xi He and Tai Yi struck simultaneously, summoning the Sun and Moon Essence Wheels. Time flew like an arrow, and the sun and moon shuttled like a loom, piercing Zhu Jiuyin's eyes.
The Ancestral Witch's blood-stained eyes became clouded, but Zhu Jiuyin still fought desperately to delay the closing of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation.
Di Jiang punched back the Donghuang Bell, his six wings flapped, and the ten Ancestral Witches instantly escaped the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation.
Di Jun and his three companions' faces changed drastically. Without hesitation, they flew out of the Four Great Emperor Stars. The Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation closed, and the remaining hundred-plus Great Sages of the Demon race and the six Demon Marshals maintained the Zhou Tian Xing Formation, trapping Zhu Jiuyin, intending to kill him.
The starlight faded, and the star formation could no longer cover Buzhou. Buzhou reappeared, though its mountain was utterly ruined, bearing countless scars accumulated on its surface, resembling a wasteland.
With the ten Ancestral Witches escaping the star formation, the four Imperial Tier beings no longer needed to maintain the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation.
They had to engage the Ancestral Witches, otherwise, the demon army would be no match for the ten Ancestral Witches.
The assembled powerful beings saw only ten Ancestral Witches emerge and wondered if the Wu clan had been defeated.
After Di Jiang led the Ancestral Witches out of the formation, he turned to face Di Jun, his eyes blazing with fury. "Di Jun, today I will kill you!"
His six wings flapped, and he instantly appeared beside Di Jun. Di Jun's body was covered by the Tortoise Shell and the Luo Shu, and the innate Bagua manifested, protecting him.
Xuan Ming, consumed by rage, confronted Tai Yi. A downpour filled the sky, and ten thousand feet of profound ice extinguished his fiery rage.
Ru Shou and She Bi Shi jointly surrounded Tai Yi. They revealed their Ancestral Witch true forms, and terrifying laws of poison permeated Tai Yi's surroundings. Ru Shou transformed into a golden spear-wielding Wu, clashing fist-to-fist with Tai Yi.
Tai Yi, with the Donghuang Bell above his head and the Sun Essence Wheel in one hand, and the Sky-Pointing Sword in the other, fought three Ancestral Witches alone without falling behind.
Xi He pointed her hand at the sky, weaving an eternal flow of time that enveloped the Fire God Zhu Rong. Zhu Rong roared, shaking the heavens with a piercing sound. He was bathed in the Southern Ming Divine Fire and charged towards Xi He.
Kun Peng intercepted Tian Wu, Qiang Liang, and Xi Zi, three Ancestral Witches. Wind and clouds churned wildly, and a great Roc spread its wings and soared high into the nine heavens, confronting Tian Wu, the Ancestral Witch of Wind.
Below, water stirred, and a great Kun leaped from the surface. Endless oceans overturned, and monstrous waves surged, engulfing the unending lightning of two Ancestral Witches.
The Demon Master Palace hovered above Kun Peng's true form, its immense merit protecting him, making it difficult for even three Ancestral Witches to harm him.
The Ancestral Witch Ju Mang and the Ancestral Witch Gong Gong surrounded Di Jun, joining Di Jiang to fiercely attack him.
Their objective was to capture the leader first!
Di Jun and Tai Yi held the highest prestige among the demon race.
Tai Yi was protected by a supreme innate treasure, making him too difficult to break through. Di Jun, in comparison, was easier to target.
Gong Gong lunged forward, his fists causing the void to collapse. Di Jiang's Wu staff struck the weakest points of Di Jun's Hetu Luoshu time and again. Ju Mang transformed into a towering ancient tree, trapping Di Jun.
Di Jun's expression turned cold. The Hetu Luoshu shifted, and three figures appeared; they were actually three avatars.
The Good and Evil corpses, plus a third avatar he had created with the Hetu Luoshu as his foundation. If the demon race won, he would take a gamble, bathed in merit and fortune, using the Hetu Luoshu avatar as his third corpse to attempt the Hunyuan path.
But now, with the outcome of the Wu-Demon conflict undecided, Di Jun could only deploy this avatar, the culmination of years of effort.
Even without the protection of a supreme innate treasure, Di Jun could still protect himself through the ingenious use of the Hetu Luoshu's unerring calculations and the protection of his three avatars.
The battle between the ten Ancestral Witches and the four quasi-Hunyuan beings caused the entire Primordial World to shatter. They each desired only to annihilate the other, caring nothing for the beings of heaven and earth.
The Primordial World split and fractured, mountains collapsed, rivers flooded, seas dried up, and the end of the Primordial World truly descended.
Vast swathes of land broke apart, layers of space collapsed, and the elements of earth, wind, water, and fire began to leak into the Primordial World. Mighty beings protected their respective dojos, but that was all they could do.
The Primordial World shattered into countless pieces, regions separated by the elements and sealed by spatial rifts. The Primordial World could no longer be a unified whole.
At this moment, the faces of all the powerful beings grew serious, but no one dared to stop the terrifying Wu and Demon. Even the Heavenly Dao seemed uneasy; the destructive power was simply too immense!
In the chaos, the Four Saints continued their fierce battle, their terrifying saintly powers creating wave after wave of chaotic tides that impacted the increasingly disintegrating Primordial World.
If the foundation of the Primordial World was ten, then the Wu-Demon war could at most shake the last three layers, the uppermost three.
However, the battle between the Four Saints directly shook the very first layer of the Primordial World's foundation, destabilizing it from the first layer to the tenth.
Thus, the destructive power of the Wu and Demon would trigger an even more terrifying amplification effect.
In Tai Yi's battle, Tai Yi spun the hand holding the Sky-Pointing Sword, and another long sword suddenly appeared. The terrifying soul power on the sword devoured all things, striking fear into all the Witches.
"Witch Slaying Sword!"
Ru Shou exclaimed, quickly saying, "Seventh Brother, retreat quickly!"
She Bi Shi was greatly alarmed by this and quickly spread his palms forward, blocking in front with nine Wu corpses.
Ru Shou hastily mobilized his golden spear power, transforming it into a shield of Geng Metal, blocking the sword.
Xuan Ming also quickly gathered the source of ice, forming an ice shield to block in front of She Bi Shi.
Although the Witch Slaying Sword had only appeared once, it had nearly killed Di Jiang, so the Ancestral Witches naturally knew to be on guard.
Just as the Witch Slaying Sword was about to strike the Profound Ice Shield, Tai Yi unexpectedly spun his left hand again and thrust a long sword towards Xuan Ming, whose attention was focused on She Bi Shi.
Simultaneously, the Donghuang Bell above his head vibrated, and a force of time and space froze Xuan Ming.
On the other side, the Witch Slaying Sword that stabbed towards She Bi Shi couldn't even break through Xuan Ming's ice shield. It turned out to be merely a counterfeit treasure of the Witch Slaying Sword.
The true Witch Slaying Sword had already pierced Xuan Ming's body.
"Stop!"
"How dare you!"
"Tai Yi, you court death!"
The Ancestral Witches roared in fury and desperately rushed over, but it was too late.
Xuan Ming paused for a moment, looking at the Witch Slaying Sword plunged into her heart. Feeling her life force being rapidly devoured, her eyes turned cold, and she violently collided with Tai Yi.
"Boom!"
The heavens and earth roared, and ten thousand miles of the northern land were blasted open.
Tai Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, and the Donghuang Bell dimmed by a third.
"Sister Xuan Ming!"
"Little Sister!"
She Bi Shi cried out in pain, Ru Shou wailed in sorrow. The remaining nine Ancestral Witches erupted in anger and looked at Tai Yi.
Xi Zi and Qiang Liang suddenly withdrew and lunged towards Tai Yi.
Gong Gong also quickly withdrew and punched towards Tai Yi.
Zhu Rong, burning with rage, suddenly turned and charged towards Tai Yi.
Seeing this, Xi He's eyes blazed. Endless time condensed, freezing a moment, and transformed into a jade-like long bridge that landed beneath Zhu Rong's feet.
Zhu Rong roared, and the boundless Southern Ming Divine Fire burned through time, attempting to break free and head straight for Tai Yi to avenge Xuan Ming.
However, Xi He extended her hand, bowed to the gourd in her hand, and said, "Precious treasure, turn!"
In an instant, a bright light flashed, originating from the primordial era. The Pangu Axe shone across the heavens, and a head flew off, its face still bearing an expression of uncomprehending rage.
Zhu Rong's body crashed down. After all, he was not She Bi Shi's corpse, nor did he possess the bodies of time and space like Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jiang. Once his head was severed, his life ceased.
"Zhu Rong!"
"Brother Zhu Rong!"
"Xi He, you wicked woman! You deserve to die!"
Qiang Liang and Xi Zi instantly charged towards Xi He. Thunderstorms rained down, and terrifying lightning swept in all directions. An aura of destruction locked onto Xi He, and endless lightning struck her.
Within the Earthly Dao, Hou Tu cried out in sorrow and extended her hand.
But the Heavenly Dao struck her outstretched hand back.
Hou Tu's heart was filled with grief and anger. She had never hated the Heavenly Dao so much.
She hated the Heavenly Dao's heartlessness, its disregard for all beings as ants, and most of all, she hated the will of heaven that was like a knife, with Heaven as the butcher and mortals as fish, left to its slaughter.