Chapter 669

Finally, we've waited for this day!

The Holy True Form of the Candle Dragon Great Sage coiled through the universe, exhaling became wind, inhaling like thunder, its pupil light flickered as if day and night rotated.

He was overwhelmed with emotion, his feelings seemed quite complex; his true form collided, causing the River of Ages to collapse, missing a corner, like a huge stone lying across a river, causing ages of light and shadow to change course, terrifying beyond compare.

"Everyone has lost the greatest strategic deterrent; we can go all out now!"

Pangu's essence blood resided here, achieving the Time Ancestral Witch Candle Nine Yin; now that the essence blood has been drawn away, it returns to its original self, freely displaying divine abilities.

In the wondrous scene where day and night are inverted and light and darkness reshaped, the ancient star sea became hazy, interfered with by a strange secret power, as if being exiled.

"Yeah!"

The ancient god Di Jiang, in conjunction, cut through the void, making the star sea mottled and chaotic, sometimes near, sometimes far, unpredictable, as if dismantling the foundation of the Zhou Tian Star Sea.

While tearing down homes, he also echoed the Candle Dragon Great Sage's words: "As long as Pangu's true form and the Zhou Tian Grand Formation remain for a day, all wars will forever be mere probing, just petty skirmishes."

"If we stay steady and cautious, not greedy or overly ambitious, we can actually endure until the end of the world; the ultimate showdown where everyone faces life and death would be hard to come."

"But today, everything is completely different!"

Pangu's true form, the Zhou Tian Grand Formation… these are the two greatest deterrents of the present age, capable of crushing countless Golden Immortals, and even a careless encounter with a Taiyi giant would have its head blown off!

Of course, nothing is absolute; there are also supreme beings who can oppose them single-handedly.

Such as the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, such as the Holy Empress Nüwa.

But perhaps due to a twist of fate, or perhaps destined, their main combat forms have been restricted and sealed, making it hard for them to exert their might!

Thus, everyone stands on the same starting line.

Facing the respective strategic deterrents of the Wu and Demon races, top experts act reluctantly, daring only to cautiously probe the opposition; occasionally they manage a big move, but their real target is not the enemy's experts, but raiding their base and undermining their foundation.

Like the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun, targeting the Fire Master and reincarnation, it's the same!

The only one they wanted to kill, Yandi, was not yet in his Ancestral Witch form… only then did they dare to strike, to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, to shake the mountains and startle the tigers.

Everyone is very cautious.

Without sufficient confidence, they will not initiate a clash of strategic powers.

Moreover, after Pangu's true form and the Zhou Tian Grand Formation cancel each other out, the remaining power is often hard to judge as superior or inferior—

The Demon Race has ten Great Marshals, the Two Eastern Emperors of Heaven, the Heavenly Queen and Empress, the Xihuang Demon Master, sixteen top-tier experts, and five Taiyi Supremes in total.

The Wu Clan only has the Twelve Ancestral Witches; the Taiyi Supremes they can field possess the dual extremes of time and space, the dual honors of dragon and phoenix, and with Houtu contributing half a slot, they partially fill the gap.

Strictly speaking, the Wu Clan still suffers a slight loss.

Especially at the juncture where Houtu is forced to merge with the Dao of reincarnation, the deficiency becomes more apparent… this is why the Heavenly Court is eager to test its hand in reincarnation.

However, this act of reaching in is destined to bring the Demon Race unforgettable injury and pain for eternity, marking the beginning of a reversal in the imbalance of peak powers!

Three Marshals were either suppressed or killed in a trap!

The Human Emperor leapt up and proved the Dao, attaining Taiyi Golden Immortality!

This ultimately gave Nüwa the confidence; she re-manifested Pangu's true form, pulled away the Zhou Tian Grand Formation, went all-in, and with a single sweep struck the ancient starry void.

"This time, many will die."

The ancient god Di Jiang sighed faintly, "When someone dies, someone weeps."

"After countless ages, when history tallies, who is merit and who is fault?"

"Old friend Báizé, you say… is it so?"

He suddenly retracted his divine powers, withdrew to defend himself, but then his body shuddered violently, his true form flung sideways by a burst of splendid light, crashing into the depths of time.

Behind that splendid light came a Demon Marshal walking slowly, holding an ancient book whose pages turned; at this moment one side reflected, manifesting a great terror—Pangu's opening of heaven, the beheading of three thousand gods and demons!

——The History of Pangu!

Báizé Marshal, wielding this equipment, acted at the tumultuous moment of the Heavenly Court; his first strike surprisingly yielded stunning results, while the ancient god Di Jiang was unable to attend to him.

However, although the victory was glorious, Mr. Bai's complexion was not good—like someone owed him a lot of money, or like buying a pre‑sale property and ending up with a stalled project; his expression was one of ill omen.

Facing Di Jiang, he had no pleasant tone, his face drawn long: "What's with all this ifs and buts? The victor is king, the vanquished is bandit—nothing more!"

Mr. Bai's tone was very brusque.

Di Jiang rose from the ruins of time, brushed off the temporal dust on his body; though stained with his blood, it was no great harm, and he still had the strength to fight again.

"Old friend, why be so anxious and angry?" Di Jiang, who once worked with Báizé as colleagues in the Phoenix faction, now advised: "Nüwa's plans are myriad, her schemes long‑laid, deep and far‑seeing, and she is sufficiently patient; in one move today she has erupted, reversing the balance of peak combat power."

"The Heavenly Court is already a ship doomed to sink!"

"We charge into the starry void precisely to overturn heaven and earth, letting humanity triumph over heaven!"

"Why don't you abandon darkness for light, turn from evil to righteousness?"

Di Jiang is urging surrender.

However, this effect seems rather poor.

Although Mr. Bai's complexion grew even worse, appearing as if he were being persuaded, yet when he struck he showed no hesitation; the book in his hand turned pages, the myriad heavens chanted together, infinite divine might projected the most ancient and powerful sacredness here, unleashing a fierce axe‑light to strike down Di Jiang!

That axe‑light was supremely strong.

It opens chaos, illuminates the myriad worlds, causing the chaos heavens of past, present, and future to appear together; then it coils into a ring, head meets tail, with no beginning or end, freely expounding the wonder of inverting cause and effect, using the spacetime 'three' to generate infinity, achieving boundless chaos heavens, resonating and stacking, the supreme Dao shatters ancient eternity, sweeping across with an invincible, overbearing force!

"Whoosh!"

Di Jiang the ancient god was moved, exhaling a long breath; his self seemed to transcend in an instant, he poured his heart into executing the wondrous method, merging with its light and dust, his true form appearing to blend into the opponent's marvelous technique, selfless and invincible, innately undefeated.

However, this only lasted a moment of time before being forced to 'pop out' of a special state… but even that was enough.

In that instant, the supreme achiever of this space redefined the measure of void and distance, in a flash crossing infinite distant spacetime to approach Báizé's true form, fingertips flicking out to sever eternity!

"Huh?" the Báizé Marshals were startled, uttering a sound of surprise; the pages in their hand turned to a new side… that showed the lofty Heavenly Court established, all gods bowing together, beholding the Heavenly Emperor!

Before the Heavenly Emperor, all myriad ways are void, none can defy; an ultimate, awe‑inspiring domineering power presses sideways, colliding with Di Jiang.

"Boom!"

Infinite light flashed, causing the Wu and Demon Golden Immortals already fighting in the starry void to glance sideways… they could see that in the clash of these two titans, time was shattered, countless fragments scattering, the chronology of light and shadow could no longer define their beings, giving rise to the illusion of a rupture in ancient history, not existing in the present but manifesting from past and future.

This is a Taiyi battle.

Upon reaching this level of existence, myriad Dao turn to void, and the self surpasses the Dao; order is merely a flower by the roadside, its blooming and withering nothing more than a scene to leisurely pause and admire, hardly able to hinder oneself. The endless ages roll by, seas turn to fields and the world shifts, yet only the self endures—it is the source of all phenomena, the sole truth.

Di Jiang, you're not bad… your not-badness seems to exceed common sense a bit.

Báizé exclaimed, feeling in his exchanges with Di Jiang, "Even the History of Pangu can't suppress you; this is abnormal."

"No, this is quite normal." Di Jiang said coldly, yet it echoed in the hearts of all beings; a soft bright light rose in his hand, and silently he seized a kind of "void" between heaven and earth, turning it into protection, a lustrous light enveloping his body, so that no law could invade.

That is the void of the spirit!

People explore the way of space, either roaming the starry void, crossing the great thousand, or mustard seed Sumeru, a speck containing the universe; but now on this battlefield, Di Jiang instead opens another path, starting from the illusory "heart" of sentient beings, taking the "limitless heart" of the human Dao and myriad creatures as void, evolving a marvelous method to fight Báizé.

As big as the heart is, so big is the stage, and so big is the world.

Born from nothing, this has created another vast expanse of void's blue sea, now being used by Di Jiang—strange and unparalleled.

"The Dao of the August Emperor is ultimately not yours." Di Jiang, lacking in ambition but sufficient in self-preservation, reminded Báizé, "Times change, the world shifts."

"The past is ultimately past… even if you borrow his Dao, since you are not the person himself, you can never unleash its peak, achieve self."

"It would be better to join my Wu Clan, stand on the victors' side, continue to ferment and precipitate, observe Pangu's changes and conquests, and in this process forge your own most precious thing."

"You are a smart person; you should make the correct choice."

Di Jiang still hasn't given up persuading.

Unfortunately, this only made Báizé's face turn as black as a pot bottom, revealing visible dejection and helplessness.

The Yao Marshal's mouth twitched twice, but ultimately he said nothing, merely letting out a long sigh, silently continuing to act, fighting Di Jiang.

Huh? Eh? Mm!

Di Jiang was first somewhat puzzled, then his gaze became subtle, as if he had realized something.

Wait… I understand now!

You… perhaps earlier you were greedy for something, and thus signed a contract agreement?

So now you have no choice but to grit your teeth and step up?

Hahaha!

The ancient god Di Jiang laughed loudly, "Báizé! Old friend!"

Your behavior like this…

It's just like back then, when Cāng led the chase to kill Luóhóu, he favored the Dragon Palace, willingly joined the Dragon clan, then Cāng kicked the bucket, the palace's banners changed to the Demon King's flag, and he himself became a prisoner.

Then he again favored Luóhóu, thinking Luóhóu's assault on the Phoenix Hall had great chances, so he showed great loyalty, but the result… was that Luóhóu blew up!

Ahahaha!

The ancient god Di Jiang laughed in the River of Ages, tears almost flowing: "In this era, you've pretended to be clueless for so long, how come this time you're really clueless?"

If you say two fewer words, will you die?

The Yao Marshal Báizé, ashamed and angry, sped up his flipping of the book in hand; at this moment the surrounding heaven and earth in all directions fell into chaos, everything seemed to regress to that most terrifying, most ancient chaos!

That is the environment before Pangu manifested, the ultimate extinction and end!

I just took a little, who knew it would turn out like this?" Báizé let out a long whistle, "I see Nüwa doesn't seem very smart; who knew she'd suddenly bite someone?"

You say, is this matter reasonable?

There really is such a day, Nüwa can rise?!

How I lost out drinking with Fuxi, he earnestly guaranteed that Nüwa would be like the vegetables of old!

Fuxi has led me astray!

Báizé laments the strangeness of the world.

…… Di Jiang fell silent a moment, then softly said, "I also feel it's somewhat strange… Nüwa's rank… shouldn't be like that…"

At the same moment.

Although she was fighting Di Jun, Nüwa, who could still see in all directions and hear from all sides, staggered on her feet, almost suffering a loss in the fight.

Nüwa gritted her teeth, listening to Báizé's shouting, for a moment she didn't know whose grudge to remember.

Fuxi!

Báizé!

Di Jiang!

Decision paralysis only lasted a moment, then Nüwa chose to want everything—she put them all on her little notebook.

You wait, this matter isn't over……

……

Ah-choo!

Xihuang, who was about to fight the ancestor wizard Jumang, suddenly sneezed, as if startled.

Who is it, thinking of me so much?

Xihuang muttered, his hand continuously moving, brushing the strings, playing wonderful tones, opening a very unique personal concert.

A celestial tone, a divine thunder—Opening Heaven Divine Thunder!

Shrill and cutting, like the wails of the dead, combined with the divine thunder rampaging, it is a double blow of spiritual and physical harm.

On this battlefield, any mighty Luo who dared to approach first, under the effect of the music, bled from the seven orifices, spat white foam, the whole person dazed and stupid, then was split by the divine thunder, immediately spinning and falling into the star sea, crashing into the mountains and rivers of the human world.

Such a 'tragic' scene instantly caused many demons and great witches to behave obediently, clearing a large area of the battlefield, not daring to get close… only the ancestor wizard Jumang, filled with killing intent, charged in.

Well done, you Fuxi!

The ancestor wizard Jumang has already revealed his true form, the source of the phoenix lineage—Yuanhuang Ancient Sage, a rare formidable figure among female divinities; at this moment his angry aura is genuine, because he saw the ancient qin in Fuxi's hand.

I now doubt that my parasol tree spiritual root suffered a calamity; such a big tree, how could it be snapped clean at the roots, and the accident report still says it was purely accidental?!

I think it's 'been accidentally'!

Jumang brandished his knife, charging all the way, having the aura of gods slaying gods, Buddhas slaying Buddhas; as the phoenix true form danced, blazing flames ignited this starry expanse, letting all things end and be reborn, nirvana and recreation, mysterious and profound.

Stay calm! Stay calm!" Xihuang merely smiled, "As everyone knows, I am a good person… since I am a good person, what evil thoughts could I have?

I absolutely have no intention of coveting the parasol tree's body... I merely want to leave a legend for posterity, to add a bit of brilliance to it!

I (Fuxi) saw the phoenix gather on the parasol tree, thus I took its form, cut the parasol tree to make a zither, so that it may be passed down for myriad generations... Look, how legendary is that!

This is my praise for you, phoenix!

Xihuang remained solemn, blocking Jumang's blade; they mutually restrained each other, both were eliminated, and neither had the strength to attend to the other.

(End of chapter)