Chapter 388: Collision of Top-Tier Arrays

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, the Primordial firmament seemed to be covered by a black curtain.

The originally clear daylight instantly turned into a deep dark night.

Phantoms of three hundred and sixty-five ancient stars appeared on the Primordial horizon.

Starlight like a waterfall, brilliant and blinding, illuminated the entire Primordial land in silver white.

The Demon Clan army had descended from the Demon Court.

Di Jun, in golden Golden Crow imperial robes, stepped on the galaxy, with the Hetu Luoshu above his head.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood at his side, with the Profound Yellow Chaos Bell hanging above his head, dripping down ten thousand strands of chaotic energy.

The Ten Great Demon Sages lined up, and behind them was the boundless army of billions of Demon Clan members, blocking the sky and the sun.

Demon energy soared to the heavens, intertwining with the starlight, turning into a destructive ocean that crushed time and space.

"Di Jiang," Taiyi looked down from above, his voice cold, carrying unquestionable dominance. "Today, the Sorcerer Clan shall be destroyed."

"Dang—"

The Chaos Bell let out a roar.

Three hundred and sixty-five main stars simultaneously erupted with blinding pillars of light, and the Hetu Luoshu above Demon Emperor Di Jun's head merged into the Zhou Tian Star Array.

Demon Emperor Di Jun used the Hetu Luoshu as the array eye and the three hundred and sixty-five Star Lords as nodes to set up the Zhou Tian Star Array.

The Zhou Tian Star Array operated with a crash!

Endless starlight turned into billions of substantial giant star swords, carrying sharpness that could pierce through everything, pouring down toward Mount Buzhou like a rainstorm.

All spirits lay dormant, and the earth trembled.

Beneath Mount Buzhou, in front of Pangu Hall.

Di Jiang raised his faceless head and let out a roar of laughter that shook the heavens.

"Flat-feathered beasts, you speak wildly!"

Di Jiang's six feet and four wings spread out violently, and the Law of Space tore through the surrounding void.

At his side, Zhurong, Gonggong, Zhu Jiuyin, and the other ten Ancestral Sorcerers simultaneously manifested their massive Ancestral Sorcerer true bodies.

And in the position that originally belonged to Houtu, Hou Yi was shirtless, and the earth-yellow Dao patterns on his bronze skin flashed crazily. He roared toward the sky with blood-red eyes, forcibly channeling the drop of Houtu essence blood within his body.

"Activate the array!" Di Jiang shouted.

Twelve pillars of blood-colored evil energy reaching the sky soared from the bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Sorcerers.

The pillars intersected and merged in mid-air.

The Twelve Capital Divine Array, activated!

The earth vein evil energy within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles was instantly drained dry.

The earth cracked crazily, abysses crisscrossed, and endless black evil energy rolled back into the sky, meeting the pouring star sword rain.

"Boom!"

Starlight and evil energy collided violently in mid-air.

Space annihilated inch by inch, turning into pure nothingness.

The violent shockwave swept out, instantly leveling mountain peaks within a radius of one hundred thousand miles.

On the distant nameless mountain peak, Su Chen's grey-white chaotic blood energy circulated, forcibly supporting a piece of space to protect himself and Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong looked at the distant battlefield, his blood boiling: "Little brother, this movement makes me want to participate."

Su Chen did not speak; his eyes were fixed on the center of the battlefield.

He practiced the *Chaos Nine Turns* and was most sensitive to the Pangu aura; he knew that the true terror had only just begun.

In the ocean of evil energy, the figures of the Twelve Ancestral Sorcerers disappeared.

Replacing them was a terrifying phantom ten million zhang tall.

The phantom's muscles were knotted, and vast Dao patterns of opening the heavens flowed over its bronze skin.

It closed its eyes, and just by standing there, the surrounding time and space were completely frozen.

This was the Pangu phantom summoned by the Twelve Capital Divine Array!

The ultimate foundation of the Primordial's number one fierce array.

The Pangu phantom slowly raised its right hand.

Endless evil energy gathered in its palm, turning into a giant axe phantom as black as ink.

The phantom opened its eyes; they were eyes devoid of any emotional color.

"Chi!"

The Pangu phantom let out a roar of opening the heavens.

The star sword rain falling from the sky shattered inch by inch under this roar, turning into a sky full of light rain.

The Pangu phantom gripped the giant axe with both hands and slashed down toward the brilliant sea of stars above!

The black axe light tore through heaven and earth.

Space, time, and laws along the path all turned into nothingness under this axe.

Taiyi stood at the peak of the sea of stars, facing this axe of opening the heavens, with no fear in his eyes, only battle intent burning crazily.

"Zhou Tian Star Array, gather!" Di Jun shouted, guiding the power of the Zhou Tian Star Array.

The light of the three hundred and sixty-five main stars dimmed instantly, and all the starlight power was poured into the Chaos Bell above Taiyi's head.

Taiyi advanced instead of retreating; he stepped out and slammed both hands onto the body of the Chaos Bell.

"Suppress it for this Emperor!"

"Dang—!"

The Profound Yellow bell chime agitated time and space.

Visible ripples of time and space spread out in circles, meeting the black axe light.

"Boom!"

The axe light and the bell wave collided violently.

The entire Primordial world lost its sound at this moment.

Blinding strong light swallowed everything.

The cloud sea of the Thirty-Three Heavens was instantly evaporated, and Mount Buzhou shook violently, rolling down countless giant rocks.

Before the aftermath of the array collision had dissipated, the battlefield below had turned into a meat grinder.

"Kill!"

The Great Sorcerer Xing Tian swung his Gan Qi, chopping off the head of a Demon God, and demon blood splashed all over him.

"Sorcerer barbarian, die!" Demon Sage Ying Zhao held a long spear, turning into a stream of light, piercing through the chest of a Great Sorcerer with one shot, lifting him into mid-air, and flames instantly burned him to ash.

The Ten Great Demon Sages, including Bai Ze, Ji Meng, and Jiu Ying, led billions of demon soldiers, crashing fiercely into the Great Sorcerers and warriors of the Sorcerer Clan.

Demon Clan divine abilities washed the ground, with frost, flames, and poison mist howling across the sky.

The Sorcerer Clan resisted with their physical bodies, charging into the Demon Clan formation under the bombardment of magic, smashing the heads of demon soldiers with their fists and fighting with the weapons in their hands.

The corpses of countless warriors from both clans fell like raindrops.

The earth was stained dark red with blood.

Every moment, tens of thousands of living beings fell.

This was a racial bloodbath with no way back.

Su Chen stood on the mountain peak, his grey-white eyes fixed on the Pangu phantom in the high sky.

The collision between the giant axe and the Chaos Bell fell into a stalemate.

The Pangu phantom had endless power, and the axe light pressed downward inch by inch.

Golden demon blood spilled from the corner of Taiyi's mouth, but he held the Chaos Bell firmly, not retreating half a step.

"Little brother, the Sorcerer Clan has the upper hand!" Sun Wukong shouted excitedly.

Su Chen, however, shook his head slightly, his brows locked.

"No."

Inside Su Chen's body, the miniature inner world built by imitating the Pangu heart was beating at a peculiar frequency.

The perception of the same origin allowed him to see through the internal structure of that ten-million-zhang phantom.

The Twelve Ancestral Sorcerers were originally one, with their blood and energy connected, without any flaws.

But now, at the right leg of the Pangu phantom, the circulation of evil energy showed a trace of extremely subtle sluggishness.

That was Hou Yi's position.

Although Hou Yi had refined Houtu's essence blood and forcibly raised himself to the Ancestral Sorcerer realm, he was not a natural Ancestral Sorcerer after all.

The Earth origin within his body was always a notch behind the origins of the other eleven Ancestral Sorcerers.

It was not visible at ordinary times, but under this kind of extreme array collision, this missing notch would be infinitely magnified.

The right leg of the Pangu phantom had a fault in power transmission!

This flaw was extremely hidden.

But in front of peerless Great Abilities at the peak of the Semi-Sage realm like Di Jun and Taiyi, once discovered, it would be a fatal blow.

In the high sky, Di Jun presided over the Zhou Tian Star Array, brilliant light flashing crazily in his eyes.

Countless star trajectories flowed in his eyes, crazily deducing the flaws of the Capital Divine Array.

Suddenly, Di Jun's gaze froze, staring fixedly at the right leg of the Pangu phantom.

"Taiyi!" Di Jun shouted. ===== CHAPTER 389 =====