Chapter 391

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The twelve ancestral witches wore solemn expressions; ancient, mysterious witchcraft tattoos flickered across their bodies, light and shadow alternating like breath.

Translation: The Twelve Ancestor Wu's faces were solemn and concentrated; upon their bodies, the ancient and mysterious Wu tattoo totems shifted light and dark, as if breathing.

We need to keep concise but faithful. Let's produce: "The Twelve Ancestor Wu's faces were solemn and concentrated; upon their bodies, the ancient and mysterious Wu tattoo totems shifted light and dark, as if breathing."

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Each of their gazes had solidified into piercing blades, tearing through the void as they stared directly at the deathly canopy woven from billions of stars.

Translation: Each of their gazes turned into a tangible blade, piercing the void and staring directly at the deathly canopy woven from billions of stars.

Make concise: "Each of their gazes turned into a tangible blade, piercing the void and staring directly at the deathly canopy woven from billions of stars."

Fearless.

Translation: Fearless.

Not the slightest retreat.

Translation: Not the slightest retreat.

"Rise!"

Translation: "Rise!"

Emperor Jiang held the heavenly mandate in his mouth; his voice rang like ancient thunder as he uttered a single word.

Translation: Di Jiang held the heavenly mandate in his mouth, his voice like ancient thunder, and uttered a single word.

Di Jiang held the heavenly mandate in his mouth, his voice like ancient thunder, and uttered a single word.

A resonant hum—!

Translation: "Hum—!"

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Translation: The twelve poles of the Heavenly God-Slaying Banner rose at the sound, tearing the long sky.

Chinese with note.

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Translation: This was not a simple shake, but the traces of twelve paths of creation and destruction, stirring the foundation of the entire primordial world.

Make concise: "This was not a simple shake, but the traces of twelve paths of creation and destruction, stirring the foundation of the entire primordial world."

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Translation: Upon the banner's surface, Chaos qi flowed and murderous qi surged; each strand weighed as heavily as a mountain, pressing the surrounding spacetime laws to twist and wail.

Make concise: "Upon the banner's surface, Chaos qi flowed and murderous qi surged; each strand weighed as heavily as a mountain, pressing the surrounding spacetime laws to twist and wail."

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Translation: Between heaven and earth, a towering, boundless figure was being forcibly pulled from nothing at visible speed, gradually taking shape.

Make concise: "Between heaven and earth, a towering, boundless figure was being forcibly pulled from nothing at visible speed, gradually taking shape."

Chinese.

Translation: It was Pangu's phantom!

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Translation: At this moment, the Twelve Ancestor Wu's minds collided rapidly at the formation's hub, exchanging thoughts faster than lightning.

Make concise: "At this moment, the Twelve Ancestor Wu's minds collided rapidly at the formation's hub, exchanging thoughts faster than lightning."

Chinese.

Translation: "These feathered beasts really have brought out the Grand Formation of the Heavenly Stars and Constellations."

Chinese with note.

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Translation: Zhu Rong's voice carried a hint of scorching mockery; within his divine sense, it seemed to blaze with raging flames.

Make concise: "Zhu Rong's voice carried a hint of scorching mockery; within his divine sense, it seemed to blaze with raging flames."

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Translation: "If not for Daoist Chen Ku's fury that day, driving the demon court to desperation, we would truly suffer a great loss today."

Make concise: "If not for Daoist Chen Ku's fury that day, driving the demon court to desperation, we would truly suffer a great loss today."

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Translation: Gong Gong's voice was icy cold like ten-thousand-year-old black ice, his killing intent stark.

Make concise: "Gong Gong's voice was icy cold like ten-thousand-year-old black ice, his killing intent stark."

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Translation: "Not bad, these demon scum have deep scheming. Besides that disgusting person's Primordial River Luo Grand Formation, they also hide such vicious means, attempting to control all lives with the power of the heavenly stars."

Make concise: "Not bad, these demon scum have deep scheming. Besides that disgusting person's Primordial River Luo Grand Formation, they also hide such vicious means, attempting to control all lives with the power of the heavenly stars."

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Translation: Time Ancestor Wu Chu Jiuyin, as his eyes opened and closed, the phantom of the river of time flashed by; his thoughts were the most profound.

Make concise: "Time Ancestor Wu Chu Jiuyin, as his eyes opened and closed, the phantom of the river of time flashed by; his thoughts were the most profound."

Chinese.

Translation: "Once this formation appears, there will be no secrets left. We have already simulated it millions of times; today is their day of death."

Make concise: "Once this formation appears, there will be no secrets left. We have already simulated it millions of times; today is their day of death."

Chinese.

Translation: "The Heavenly Dao does not aid the demon race; the Father God's glory will surely return in our hands!"

Make concise: "The Heavenly Dao does not aid the demon race; the Father God's glory will surely return in our hands!"

Chinese.

Translation: "The Wu Clan will surely win!"

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Translation: The wills of several Ancestor Wu intertwined, forming an unshakable belief.

Make concise: "The wills of several Ancestor Wu intertwined, forming an unshakable belief."

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Translation: A sense of relief arose spontaneously.

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Translation: But more than that, it was an absolute confidence in controlling everything.

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Translation: The Grand Formation of the Heavenly Stars and Constellations was supposed to be the demon race's ultimate trump card to decide the final battle.

Make concise: "The Grand Formation of the Heavenly Stars and Constellations was supposed to be the demon race's ultimate trump card to decide the final battle."

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Translation: But who could have imagined that the demon race's slaughter of humanity would provoke such an unreasonable, terrifying existence as Chen Ku?

Make concise: "But who could have imagined that the demon race's slaughter of humanity would provoke such an unreasonable, terrifying existence as Chen Ku?"

Chinese.

Translation: A great battle shattered heaven and earth.

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Translation: It also forced the demon court to reveal the trump card it most wished to keep hidden.

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Translation: Since that day, that trump card is no longer a secret; the Wu Clan has studied it thoroughly and even devised countless countermeasures.

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Translation: Therefore, the Twelve Ancestor Wu now feel no surprise or panic.

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Translation: On their faces there is only the cold composure of a hunter seeing prey step into a trap.

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Translation: At the instant their wills communicated.

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Translation: Boom—!!!

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Translation: The entire primordial earth trembled violently.

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Translation: Pangu's phantom finally took form!

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Translation: It is completely different from the hastily condensed phantom before.

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Translation: This time, Pangu's phantom had solidified to the extreme; every muscle fiber and every distended vein were clearly visible, like a true flesh-and-blood demon god crossing the river of time and descending into the world.

Make concise: "This time, Pangu's phantom had solidified to the extreme; every muscle fiber and every distended vein were clearly visible, like a true flesh-and-blood demon god crossing the river of time and descending into the world."

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Translation: He was too tall.

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Translation: So tall that no words could measure it; even the sun, moon, and stars at his waist were mere scattered specks.

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Translation: He was too massive.

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Translation: Merely standing there, doing nothing, his body naturally emitted a primordial, savage, domineering, heaven-opening and earth-splitting aura that made the entire primordial world hold its breath.

Make concise: "Merely standing there, doing nothing, his body naturally emitted a primordial, savage, domineering, heaven-opening and earth-splitting aura that made the entire primordial world hold its breath."

Chinese (sound).

Translation: Boom!

Chinese (sound).

Translation: Boom!

Chinese.

Translation: That was the sound of his heartbeat.

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Translation: Each beat drove heaven and earth's Great Dao to resonate, causing visible ripples to explode in the void and spread toward the eight corners of the universe.

Make concise: "Each beat drove heaven and earth's Great Dao to resonate, causing visible ripples to explode in the void and spread toward the eight corners of the universe."

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Translation: Countless beings with slightly weaker cultivation, in this heartbeat, had their souls and spirits tremble, their Dao hearts near breaking; they immediately fell to the ground, prostrated, not daring to raise their heads.

Make concise: "Countless beings with slightly weaker cultivation, in this heartbeat, had their souls and spirits tremble, their Dao hearts near breaking; they immediately fell to the ground, prostrated, not daring to raise their heads."

Chinese.

Translation: Even those reclusive masters now felt their scalps go numb, sensing a tremor originating from the very source of life.

Make concise: "Even those reclusive masters now felt their scalps go numb, sensing a tremor originating from the very source of life."

Chinese.

Translation: This is not merely pressure.

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Translation: This is an absolute crushing at the level of life!

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Translation: Yet all this is still not what most unsettles the mind.

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Translation: What truly drew the gaze of all in the primordial world was the giant axe held in Pangu's phantom's hand!

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Translation: Heaven-opening Divine Axe!

Chinese.

Translation: It is not a physical entity, likewise condensed from endless murderous qi and law.

Make concise: "It is not a physical entity, likewise condensed from endless murderous qi and law."

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Translation: Yet its appearance caused the aura of Pangu's phantom to undergo a complete transformation.

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Translation: If one were to say, the previous Pangu phantom was a bare-handed supreme demon god.

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Translation: Then now, wielding the divine axe, he is the very heaven-opening and earth-splitting creator god who defined the entire primordial world!

Chinese (sound).

Translation: "Hiss..."

Chinese (place name).

Translation: Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi suddenly sprang up from the cloud bed, his pupils contracted sharply, he stared fixedly at the illusory divine axe, the three treasure jade ruyi in his hand actually trembled slightly.

Pangu Banner, Taiji Diagram, Chaos Bell… the three supreme treasures transformed from the Father God's divine axe— their source was actually stirred by this Zhou Tian God Slaughter Grand Formation, condensing the Father God's unsurpassed divine might of opening heaven!

This… this might, compared to last time, is more than tenfold stronger!

The Wu Clan has actually developed the Zhou Tian God Slaughter Grand Formation to such an extent!

On the other side.

Tongtian's body shuddered, and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian behind him emitted successive sword hums, as if excited yet also sensing a threat.

His gaze was sharp, as if it could pierce through billions of miles of spacetime to see every pattern on that divine axe.

What a Wu Clan! What a true Pangu form!

The Heaven-opening Divine Axe has already condensed—this is the true form of the Father God! Who can withstand this axe?!

In the primordial wilderness, countless beings watching this battle fell completely silent at this moment.

The sound of their indrawn breaths gathered together, as if trying to drain the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

In every person's eyes was reflected that towering, earth-penetrating giant silhouette, as well as that terrifying divine axe that seemed capable of cleaving through myriad ages.

Only now did they truly understand.

It turned out that, in the previous Wu-Yao war, that already heaven-shaking Pangu phantom was actually merely a 'deficient' state.

After all, in the cognition and inheritance imprints of all primordial cultivators, the image of the Great God Pangu wielding the Heaven-opening Divine Axe is the most perfect, the most powerful, and the most deeply ingrained in the soul.

And today, this image that existed only in ancient myth has appeared so palpably before all beings.

Myriad myriad beings, while feeling their souls tremble deep within, could not help but give rise to a twisted anticipation.

They awaited to see.

Who knows… what terrifying power will this Pangu phantom unleash this time?

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On the other side.

Within the boundless star domain transformed by the Zhou Tian Star-Dou Grand Formation, the void around Di Jun and Taiyi's imperial carriage is emitting groans unable to bear the burden.

The terrifying aura rising straight up from the Wu Clan's camp has turned into a substantive impact, shaking this absolute domain constructed from the three hundred and sixty-five major stars.

Di Jun's Golden Crow imperial robe stirred without wind; the fists beneath its sleeves were clenched tight, knuckles whitening, as if about to crush space into collapse.

The solar true fire swirling around him flickered unpredictably, revealing the violent turmoil of his state of mind.

Damn it!

A low growl, suppressed to the extreme, squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying the soul-scorching fury of an emperor.

Damn it!

He suddenly lifted his head; in his eyes, the phantoms of two three-legged Golden Crows fluttered their wings, ready to fly, and the divine light they burst forth pierced layer upon layer of star curtains, locking firmly onto that Pangu phantom that was steadily rising, its aura growing ever more ancient and vast.

With every inch that phantom rose, the gloom in Di Jun's heart grew a shade heavier.

This must still be the effect of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique.

His voice was no longer a roar but had settled into an icy killing intent, each word seeming to be dredged up from the Nine Netherworlds' cold ice.

Chen Ku has done great harm to my demon race!

He chewed on that name, filling it with endless resentment and hatred.

Di Jun naturally blamed this aberration of the Zhou Tian God Slaughter Grand Formation on that inscrutable Chen Ku, and on the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique he had taught the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Originally, it was thought that the Wu-Yao calamity was a fixed number of the Heavenly Dao, a destined battle for the two races to contend for the protagonists of the primordial world.

But this sudden variable, this damned Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique, has forcibly given those Wu Clan barbarians who do not cultivate the primordial spirit a continuation of the path to heaven.

This is nothing short of, atop the demon race's already heavy fate's shackles, adding an ancient divine mountain out of thin air.

How unjust!

How hateful!

One could say that Di Jun, at this very moment, wishes nothing more than to immediately pluck Chen Ku's true spirit from the river of time and cast it into the solar true fire to burn for hundreds of millions of years—yet even that could not dispel the hatred in his heart.

Upon hearing this, Taiyi, who had stood silently at the side, finally saw a spark of golden flame ignite in his eyes, which had always been as still as an ancient well.

That flame began as merely a spark, but in an instant it spread into a prairie fire that would blaze through the eight wastes.

His aura also shifted from its eternal aloofness and indifference into a blade about to be drawn, a supreme killer intent poised to sever heaven and earth.

Hmph, what does it matter if the Pangu phantom's power increases?!

Taiyi's voice was not loud, yet it carried a resonant, metal-on-metal clang; each syllable seemed able to stir the Great Dao's resonance, causing the Chaos Bell hanging above his head to emit a distant, overbearing toll.

Dong—

The bell's ripple spread, instantly smoothing the spatial ripples caused by Di Jun's wrath, and completely blocking the oppressive pressure from the Pangu phantom outside his imperial carriage.

Our demon race's Zhou Tian Star-Dou formation is also not incapable of meeting force with force!

After a prolonged battle, fighting fiercely to this day, Taiyi's supreme battle intent, hidden deep in his blood and belonging to the three-legged Golden Crow clan, has been fully ignited.

His demon emperor's essence blood boiled completely at this moment.

Rolling qi and blood surged through his limbs and bones, turning into visible golden waves of energy that shot up from his crown straight into the river of stars.

The might rolled forth, overbearing and peerless.

At this juncture deciding the life and death of the two races, any hint of hesitation or retreat is a desecration of imperial dignity.

Taiyi's Dao is battle!

Fight heaven, fight earth, fight sages, fight every obstacle!

How could a mere Pangu phantom condensed from a formation, no matter how mighty its aura, make the Eastern Emperor Taiyi bow his head?

To fight—that's all!

Upon hearing Taiyi's words, the solar true fire around Di Jun, which had been on the verge of losing control, suddenly contracted inward.

The fury and exasperation in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by the cold ruthlessness and decisiveness befitting the demon race's heavenly emperor.

Indeed, he had let his anger cloud his judgment.

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All beings felt a chill of fear.

Deep within the soul, the fear originating from the most fundamental source of life was thoroughly detonated.

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Pangu.

That is the supreme existence that controls the Great Dao of Power.

Its Dao is to shatter all laws with absolute power and destroy all falsehoods.

The Great Dao is utterly simple.

This divine being who opened heaven and earth originally had no fancy divine abilities.

A set of the Three Opening-Heaven Styles is enough to sweep through the ages and suppress all enemies.

Indeed!

The Dao resonance that pierced the soul proclaimed the name of this strike.

First style of the Three Opening-Heaven Styles: One axe opens heaven and earth!

Pangu's phantom's arm muscles bulged; every inch contained the power to shatter myriad worlds, and it fiercely swung the divine axe to the fullest.

Hum—!

What the Opening-Heaven Divine Axe sweeps out is boundless immortal light.

That immortal light spread across the sky and earth, vast like smoke and waves, instantly filling every inch of space within sight.

The immortal light surged mighty, turning into a substantial giant wave that overturned, condensing into an ocean spanning heaven and earth.

Where this "ocean" submerged, there was no earth-shaking explosion, only a series of deeply muffled booms—the mournful cries of matter and law being erased at the source and reduced to nothing.

An ancient star, suspended at the battlefield's edge, existing for hundreds of millions of years and with a diameter of tens of thousands of zhang, was merely brushed by the aftermath of the immortal light.

Even so, that ancient star merely paused for an instant.

Immediately, it was instantly shattered; the massive star broke apart, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it melted and dissolved within that immortal light, ultimately turning into the tiniest dust.

Not even a speck of dust remained; it ceased to exist entirely in this heaven and earth.

With one axe's might, it swept away millions of stars.

This is Pangu's divine might.

Even if it is merely a phantom summoned by the essence blood of the twelve Ancestral Wu, its terror remains, enough to make any quasi-sage expert feel despair.

Moreover, this is only the first style.

According to legend, the subsequent second and third styles will increase in power geometrically, each style more terrifying than the last.

Thus, as they watched the starfield being "cleansed," all onlookers' faces completely changed.

"Hiss..."

Above a cloud, a reclusive old ancestor sucked in a breath of cold air; the jade cup in his hand silently turned to powder.

"Indeed… indeed we have come to this point, exactly as deduced."

"Is this the power of Pangu's true form? Even as merely a phantom, it is enough for us to look up in awe."

On another side, several innate experts' eyes flashed with uncontrollable dread.

"The complete Pangu phantom, activated by the twelve Ancestral Wu at any cost… this Zhou Tian Star-Dou Great Formation, today… perhaps truly cannot be resisted head-on."

This low whisper was filled with bitterness and unwillingness.

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding atmosphere instantly grew more oppressive.

However, not everyone felt sympathy for the Demon Race.

"Hehe, hard to say, hard to say."

A strange yin-yang tone sounded, drawing sidelong glances.

The speaker was a sinister-aura demonic path giant, his eyes flashing with schadenfreude.

"If I recall correctly, back then Dao Master Chen Ku, by his own power, boldly broke through this formation touted as the number one of the Wasteland."

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of every expert.

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused an uproar.

"Not bad! It's indeed true!"

An old man stroked his beard and nodded, a gleam of light flashing in his turbid eyes.

"Back then, the Demon Race's Di Jun and Tai Yi were full of vigor, setting up the formation to suppress Chen Ku; the result? They were punched and kicked, literally blasted through!"

"That day, stars fell like rain; Di Jun bled profusely, and Tai Yi's Chaos Bell nearly got blown away; the Demon Race's face was utterly lost."

"In that case…"

Someone immediately seized the key point in the words, their tone turning playful.

"It seems the power of this Zhou Tian Star-Dou Great Formation isn't as formidable as the legends claim."

"Not bad!"

"A single word awakens the dreamer!"

Words like these, like a prairie fire, instantly spread across heaven and earth.

Needless to say, the wavering balance in everyone's hearts began to rapidly tilt toward the Wu Clan.

They were not very optimistic about the Demon Race.

After all, the sight of Chen Ku's dominant sweep, breaking myriad laws with a single force, trampling the Zhou Tian Star-Dou Great Formation underfoot, is still vivid in memory.

That overbearing figure left an excessively deep imprint on all onlookers, almost becoming a heart-demon.

Even Chen Ku's solitary might could not be resisted.

Today, this Pangu phantom, conjured by the combined effort of the twelve Ancestral Wu, re-manifesting the might of opening heaven and earth—how could the Demon Race possibly withstand it head-on?!

In the eyes of all beings, the status of the Pangu phantom ought to be above Chen Ku.

Then the outcome of this battle seems already destined.

For a moment, the gazes directed toward the Demon Race and the Heavenly Court were filled with pity, mockery, and indifference.

All beings thought so.

Under the gaze of countless beings, myriad creatures watched with varied expressions.

In the arena!

On the faces of Di Jun and Taiyi, their expressions were cold to the extreme, like two ancient gods who command the birth and death of the universe.

The seal formed by their fingertips changed.

A mere trifling change, yet it stirred the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the entire primordial universe.

—Hum—

A sound indescribable in words vibrated, rising from the heart of the Heavenly Stars Great Formation, instantly spreading to the depths of the primordial spirits of countless Demon Race beings.

That was an absolute command from the deepest reaches of bloodline and soul.

In an instant, the mana, blood essence, and even the primordial souls of countless Demon Race beings were all stirred by that seal, frenziedly burning, transforming into the purest energy torrent that shot up into the heavens!

That power was no longer a mere gathering, but a sublimation, a qualitative transformation!

Strands of golden solar true fire seeped from the bodies of Di Jun and Taiyi, initially fine, instantly turning into a raging sea of fire that surged upward, engulfing the entire Stellar Great Formation.

This time, the solar true fire was no longer merely a weapon of attack.

It became fuel.

It became the core of every cosmic star!

The light of the stars was originally cold and brilliant, carrying the primordial silence and icy chill.

But at this moment, when that domineering true fire was poured into them, each star seemed to be forcibly awakened from slumber, radiating a destructive gold‑red from within outward.

The starlight was ignited.

In a brief moment—no, even less than an instant.

The might of the entire Heavenly Stars Great Formation surged wildly in an unfathomable way, its aura already causing the laws of heaven and earth to retreat and wail.

All beings who probed this place, no matter where they were or how high their cultivation, had their souls fiercely seared at this moment.

In their sight, that starry sky was completely transformed.

The previous sight of myriad stars gathering was already shocking enough.

But now, each star had expanded by how many times ten thousand?

Gazing ahead, the edge of vision held no sky.

Only a dense, boundless sea of 'light dust' remained.

They pressed against each other, filling every inch of space, each mote of 'dust' releasing terrifying heat and light capable of burning the heavens.

Under this pressure, the void groaned under the strain; vast expanses of space, like fragile glass, shattered inch by inch into the deepest nothingness.

Until a few specks of 'dust' were pushed by this force, breaking free of the formation's range, falling toward the primordial land.

They drew near.

Only then did all beings finally see the true nature of that 'dust'.

What dust! This is no dust!

Each point of light was clearly a vast, boundless giant star, its mountains and rivers clearly visible, exuding the mighty aura unique to a small thousand world!

Countless small thousand worlds were melted together by the solar true fire into one, becoming a world‑ending assault sweeping across all heavens!

This scene cannot be described as merely magnificent.

It was pure, unadulterated devastation capable of robbing any being of thought……

At the moment this destructive power was about to completely crush downward,

Pangu's phantom moved.

There was no earth‑shaking roar, no battle‑intent that shook the universe.

Again, it was an indescribable murmur.

That voice seemed not to come from this spacetime; it originated from before Chaos was opened, from the beginning of the Great Dao, vast and elusive, yet it rang clear in the heart of every being.

«Second form…»

Just three words, and the star‑fire that burned everything halted for a moment.

Immediately followed was a proclamation capable of making myriad ways submit.

«Two axes… Chaos split! »

A word spoken, heaven and earth changed.

The phantom of the Heaven‑opening Divine Axe suddenly solidified.

It was no longer merely covering the sky and sun, but directly replacing heaven and the Dao!

The divine axe extended from beyond the unfathomable Chaos; on its blade there was no sharp light, only a deep darkness that seemed able to devour everything.

It slowly descended.

There was no violent tearing of the void, no turmoil of laws.

For before it, the very concept of void did not exist.

Laws and order, along the path the axe blade passed, were directly erased, returning to the most primitive, ancient state.

Strands of gray‑tinged Chaos qi seeped from the 'split' void; they seemed gentle, yet they held the terrifying power to overturn the universe—merely their existence caused everything around to move toward annihilation.

In the next instant, the axe and the Star Sea collided.

Boom—rumble!

There was no earth‑shattering roar as imagined, only a continuous, endless sound of breaking.

That was the stars exploding.

That is the world wailing.

At the point where two ultimate forces collide, time and space lose meaning; only a continuously expanding, spreading calamity light remains.

That light is enough to coat the Dao fruit of a Daluo Golden Immortal in dust.

Yet all beings still exerted their utmost, and through that all-destroying light curtain, they saw a sight that made their souls tremble.

Accompanied by a tremendous heavenly sound exploding in the primordial spirit, chunks of star fragments burning with gold‑red flames pierced the calamity light and broke free of the battlefield's bonds.

They… were plummeting into the midst of the Primordial Chaos Heaven and Earth!

That was the wreckage of the Zhou Tian Star Dipper Grand Formation!

Though called 'fragments,' each was over thousands of zhang wide, even tens of thousands of zhang!

As they fell, they rubbed against the heavenly and earthly spiritual qi, stirring up heavenly fire of extreme intensity, trailing behind them a blazing white flame flow that incinerates all things; merely gazing at them from afar, the aura of exterminating life made countless beings' Dao hearts near rupture.

Not good!

Retreat!!

Finally, a top expert standing on the cloud summit broke free from the awe of that divine might and let out a hoarse, altered cry.

The aftershock of this strike is no longer something either side of the witch‑demon can control!

This is not a probe, not a duel of arts.

This is a gamble staking the safety of the entire Primordial Chaos!

Star fragments blanketed the sky and earth, endless, their fall range enough to cover the whole central Primordial Chaos!

Ah——

A miserable cry suddenly rang out.

The immortal mountains where beings dwelt had no time to open their mountain‑guardian formations.

Or rather, their mountain‑guardian formations were as fragile as paper before those star fragments.

A fragment several thousand zhang thick, carrying unmatched kinetic energy and heavenly fire, plummeted straight down.

There was no tremendous roar.

That immortal mountain, together with all its beings, plants, and spiritual veins, was vaporized, evaporated, and utterly erased from heaven and earth in the instant of contact!

All that remained was a bottomless, enormous heavenly abyss.

The edge of the heavenly abyss was vitrified scorched earth; all life was utterly plundered by that domineering force, turning into a dead zone.

Moreover, a Daluo Golden Immortal renowned across the realm, relying on his vast divine powers, sacrificed his companion spirit treasure in an attempt to block a slightly smaller fragment.

However, when that star fragment trailing a long tail of flame drew near,

he despaired to discover that what clung to it was not only true solar fire and stellar power,

but also a trace… of the lingering chaos qi on the blade of Pangu's axe!

The next instant, his spirit treasure, his divine abilities, his physical body, together with his primordial spirit,

were utterly crushed, shattered, and reduced to the most primordial particles before that fragment.

Even this immortal Daluo Golden Immortal perished completely in that terrifying aftermath—body and spirit erased, leaving nothing.

The calamity light melted away inch by inch.

That terrifying light, capable of tearing the universe and making even Daluo Golden Immortals lose body and soul, slowly faded from heaven and earth.

What followed was not peace, but an even more terrifying stillness.

A stillness so absolute it swallowed even the sound of wind, like a vacuum.

Hiss……

Who knows who first sucked in a cold breath; that sound, in the utter silence, was piercingly sharp.

Hiss……

It was as if a fuse had been lit; the next moment, rising and falling gasps echoed through every corner of the Primordial Chaos.

The surviving beings' souls trembled.

One after another, figures no longer dared the slightest hesitation, burning their essence blood, activating secret arts, and recklessly flung themselves backward in retreat.

They sought to distance themselves from that battlefield.

No, it could no longer be called a battlefield; it was a millstone gradually grinding heaven and earth to annihilation!

An ancient existence at once fled into its own top‑tier cave heaven blessed land, which it had cultivated through countless yuan hui, activating the mountain‑gate's primordial grand formation to the extreme, turning divine jade into powder, all for a sliver of survival.

Many more beings turned into streams of light, sparing no effort to flee billions of li toward the edge where chaos meets heaven and earth.

Their faces retained an indelible tremor of terror.

Merely watching from afar, merely being brushed by the collision's aftermath, was already a nine‑in‑ten chance of death.

If truly drawn in, one could not even endure an instant before turning to calamity ash.

Long, long.

When the last strand of calamity light finally dissipated, the scene before all beings was truly revealed.

Above the firmament, the Zhou Tian Star Dipper Grand Formation still stood.

Beneath the earth, the Heaven's Net Divine Slaughter Grand Formation had not dispersed.

Two peerless killing formations, after enduring such heaven‑shaking, earth‑shaking clashes, were still operating.

Yet that scene was cruel to the extreme.

Inside the Zhou Tian Star Dipper Grand Formation, it was near revolt.

The 365 major stars and billions of minor stars were no longer holy and brilliant, but radiated an utmost violent and destructive power.

Each major star trembled wildly, emitting not the vast heavenly sound but a dying wail on the verge of shattering.

The stars wept blood!

Chinese.

At his side, Zhu Jiuyin's originally closed eyes were now opened; in those eyes that perceive time, there was no longer the slightest carelessness, only an abyss-like silence remained.

The remaining ancestral witches, each shrouded in killing intent, bore wounds of varying severity on their originally stalwart bodies; their knotted muscles bulged, veins protruding, and with every heartbeat like a great drum's beat, the surrounding space hummed.

Prior contempt had long been crushed to powder by harsh reality.

Carelessness too turned into the tension in every inch of muscle at this moment.

Grave, like a substantive lead cloud, it weighed on the heart of each ancestral witch.

"Hmph, Di Jun Taiyi!"

Di Jiang's throat worked as he spoke; each word seemed squeezed from between his teeth, accompanied by a grating, metal-on-metal screech.

"Who would have thought, you fur‑clad, horned, viviparous egg‑laying demon beasts, actually have some luck!"

His voice remained overbearing, still filled with the Wu Clan's innate arrogance and contempt.

Lose the person, not the formation.

This is the last obstinacy engraved in Pangu's bloodline.

However, as soon as these words were spoken, whether it was the mighty ones above the Nine Heavens or the onlookers on the Primordial Wilderness, everyone's hearts were greatly shaken.

Words can deceive, but the aura that is no longer arrogant, having turned into extreme vigilance, cannot be feigned.

Di Jiang's words—how could they still be belittling?

Clearly, this is an indirect acknowledgment of the opponent's weight!

Acknowledging the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation upheld by hundreds of millions of demons, which possesses terrifying strength enough to rival their twelve ancestral witches and this Pangu true form.

At this moment, everyone finally realized that this unprecedented calamity had entered its most brutal stage.

The Wu Clan finally regarded the Demon Race as a true mortal enemy.

In fact, the twelve ancestral witches' hearts were no longer filled with muttered complaints, but had stirred up a tremendous flood.

A feeling of frustration, bewilderment, and even a touch of absurdity began to frenziedly grow in their hearts.

"Ni ma!"

How could this Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation be so troublesome?!

In their minds, another figure uncontrollably surfaced.

Chen Ku!

What a sight it was when that man initially resisted this formation!

Di Jiang remembers it clearly.

Chen Ku merely stood there, not even taking the initiative to act.

Even as the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation ran to its extreme, the power of hundreds of millions of stars converged into a destructive torrent that surged downward.

Throughout, he even had the leisure to comment on the gains and losses of Di Jun Taiyi's deployment.

That was not a battle.

That was mere play.

It was like an adult watching a group of children wielding wooden swords they thought were mighty, swinging desperately at him.

Clouds light, breeze gentle.

Relaxed and content.

How could it be, when it happened to themselves, when it fell upon the Pangu true form coalesced by the twelve ancestral witches, that it turned into this spectacle?!

Each blow shook the Pangu true form, causing its qi and blood to surge.

Each collision accelerated the consumption of their Pangu essence blood.

This is a disparity between heaven and earth.

It is a vast chasm that makes these god‑born ancestral witches feel helpless and defeated.

At this moment, they unprecedentedly, once again, vividly felt the gap between themselves and Chen Ku.

That was not a difference in realm.

That was a crushing of the very essence of life!

"Roar!"

Thinking of this, Di Jiang's pent‑up frustration and stifled anguish turned into a suppressed roar.

His gaze pierced the layers of energy storms and swept toward the land below.

Whatever his sight fell upon was a scene of devastation.

One after another, stalwart Wu Clan youths fell under the Demon Race's endless sea‑of‑demons tactic.

A great witch wielding a white bone giant axe split hundreds of demon saints, but was finally pierced through the chest by several beams of starlight; his burly body, in an unwilling roar, exploded into a shower of blood‑colored specks that scattered between heaven and earth.

That was the last gleam of Pangu essence blood.

Di Jiang's heart was given a hard tug.

The Wu Clan differs from the Demon Race.

The Demon Race can embrace all spirits of the world—water‑dwelling, scaled, flying, and running creatures—if they gain spirituality, they can become demons.

Even if a batch perishes, the Primordial Wilderness can replenish ten or a hundred batches at any time.

But the Wu Clan are the transformation of the heart‑blood of the Great God Pangu, the most orthodox descendants of this heaven and earth.

Bloodline is their sole foundation.

Lose one, and you have one less.

Each fallen Wu Clan youth means a loss of the purest Pangu essence blood, forever gone from this world.

Even if they later reproduce, the offspring's bloodline power will inevitably be diluted, each generation weaker than the last.

This is the true heart‑rending pain!

It is an irretrievable great loss!

Watching those familiar or unfamiliar faces vanish in starlight and demon fire, Di Jiang's eye sockets gradually filled with bloodshot veins.

The blood threads kept spreading and intertwining, eventually dyeing the whites of his eyes a shocking crimson.

An unstoppable surge of violence and madness burst forth from the depths of his soul.

A long while.

So long it felt like an age.

In Di Jiang's eyes, the boiling blood suddenly condensed into a point of extreme killing intent.

He slowly raised his head, gazing up at the Pangu Phantom that stood equal to the Grand Zhou Tian Star Dipper Formation; each word carried the resolve to destroy heaven and earth.

"Opening Heaven Three Styles..."

His voice rang like a great bell, yet carried a hint of eerie calm, spreading across the entire battlefield.

"Third Style..."

Before the words even fell!

Boom!!!

The bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches all shuddered violently at the same instant.

They held nothing back, completely igniting their own essence.

Strands of thick Pangu essence blood, condensed into substance, like crimson divine dragons, shot up from their heavenly crowns, tearing through the sky, madly pouring into the body of the heaven‑standing Pangu Phantom.

The Pangu Phantom's body became solid at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Its blurred features began to clear; beneath its tightly shut eyes, divine light of opening heaven and earth seemed to be brewing.

Every inch of its skin bore the imprint of the Great Dao's supreme truth.

Its might swelled to more than tenfold in that instant!

No need for many words.

The Wu Clan will now unleash their ultimate killing move, hidden at the bottom of their chest!

That strongest strike, inherited from the memory of Great God Pangu opening heaven and earth!

The Demon Race had long anticipated this.

Or rather, Di Jun and Taiyi have been waiting for this moment from the very beginning!

Therefore, at the very moment the Pangu Phantom's aura rose to its peak,

"Rise!"

Di Jun gave the order in a cold, emotionless voice.

Rumble——

The vast Grand Zhou Tian Star Dipper Formation moved in response!

The formation's operation also reached an unprecedentedly vast scale.

The 365 main stars burned with brilliant star‑core essence.

The 14,800 auxiliary stars shone brightly, linked together, forming a giant net of starlight that enveloped heaven and earth.

Countless stars rivers hung high above the Nine Heavens, pouring down—not illusory light, but a substantial waterfall of starlight that intertwined, stirring up an indescribable great terror within the formation.

At this moment, all beings almost forgot to breathe.

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