bookbashuk Chapter 5: Melee, Houtu Contemplates and Establishes an Underground Tunnel
Chapter 5: Melee, Houtu Contemplates and Establishes an Underground Tunnel
With the help of the immense fortune of the demon race's Heavenly Court, Di Jun summoned 365 Great Luo Demon Immortals to unleash their power simultaneously.
Rumble!
The Hetu and Luoshu, two supreme innate spiritual treasures, serve as the core of the formation.
Suddenly, streams of mysterious runes shot into the sky.
The stars of the primordial world instantly connected into one!
The stars in the sky burst forth with dazzling light, like a celestial seal, falling down upon the ancestral witches below.
At the foot of Mount Buzhou, Dijiang, led by the Ancestral God of Space, no longer cared about the situation on Houtu's side.
"The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, activate!"
The Ancestral Witches used the Pangu Palace as the core of the formation, their blood and qi mixed with powerful baleful energy, working together to operate the great formation!
Jiufeng and Chiyou joined forces and, according to the original plan, temporarily and barely took over the position of the ancestral witch Houtu.
Rumble!
A towering, muscular figure, wielding a giant axe and standing tall, gradually appeared between heaven and earth, his feet planted on the main hall.
Even during the first decisive battle between the Lich Kings, the Ancestral Witches revealed this trump card.
But when the phantom of Pangu reappeared in the primordial world...
All the great powers felt a tremor in their hearts.
Even the sages of the Heavenly Dao felt apprehensive about this power.
Chen Ye, who was hiding at the bottom of the River of Oblivion in the Netherworld, was startled.
Because the middle part of the reflection of the Mirror of Retribution has been pixelated.
"The phantom of Pangu has appeared?"
Then Chen Ye transformed into a dragon, swam out of the River of Oblivion, quietly broke open a corner of the Netherworld, and looked towards Mount Buzhou.
A figure that defies description appeared between heaven and earth.
Even though that figure was just an illusion, its aura was far more terrifying than the aura Hongjun possessed when he became a saint.
......
"Father God! Father God!"
At the foot of Mount Buzhou, countless members of the Wu tribe saw this illusory figure and immediately became fanatical.
Even the Ancestral Witches recklessly unleashed their inner blood energy, urging the Pangu phantom to slash at the Zhou Tian Star Array led by Di Jun.
Rumble~
With a single axe stroke, all the myriad heavens of the primordial world trembled.
This even triggered a series of unforeseen events.
Countless weak creatures and forces were reduced to dust by the aftershocks of this attack.
Di Jun, who was located in the Zhou Tian Star Array, was so shocked by this immense force that he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Most of the Great Luo Demons were killed or wounded.
Clang! Clang!
The Chaos Bell above Donghuang Taiyi's head only managed to block a small portion of the aftershocks before being sent flying out of the sky, causing countless voids to collapse.
The Chaos Bell emitted mournful cries.
Without the protection of a supreme treasure, Fuxi coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Even the innate, indestructible divine bodies of those at the Quasi-Saint Great Perfection realm developed terrifying cracks under the aftershocks of this powerful force.
At this moment, Bai Ze, the demon saint who had been knocked deep into the earth by Hou Tu, struggled to fly out and saw the demon race's heavenly court in the sky, which was almost unable to form an array. He was immediately shocked and exclaimed:
"His Majesty!"
In the sky, Di Jun's aura was chaotic, but his killing intent remained undiminished.
He roared, "Again!! Form the formation!"
Because he saw that although the Ancestral Witches summoned the phantom of Pangu, they also suffered a great backlash.
Even the powerful ancestral witch's body began to crack.
Chi You, the weakest among them, was almost physically destroyed.
This scene was naturally witnessed by the other powerful demons as well.
clang!
With a chime of a bell, Donghuang Taiyi, wielding the Chaos Bell, once again flew from beyond the heavens to the center of the battlefield.
Taiyi roared, "The Witch Clan won't last long!"
"Today's battle ushers in a golden age for our Demon Court!"
The ancestral witches naturally shouted, "Warriors of the witch clan, follow us to slaughter these hairy beasts and make them into kebabs!"
"Kill!" The Wu tribe has always regarded the primordial wilderness as the hunting ground left to them by Pangu.
As long as the innate non-human form (Pangu) Dao body is present, it can be eaten.
Since Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Fu Xi jointly established the Demon Court, the Ancestral Witches have been furious.
They dare to defy the witch clan over mere food?
With the roar of the Space Ancestral Witch Dijiang, Pangu, who was in the midst of the great battle of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons, slowly moved once again.
However, this time, Chen Fusheng, who was secretly observing from the Netherworld, clearly discovered that the Ancestral Witches were having a much harder time controlling the Pangu phantom.
However, Di Jun and his group weren't much better off.
Even the Zhou Tian Star Array was assembled with great difficulty.
"Alas," Chen Fusheng sighed inwardly, "They've both perished."
"Houtu is going to have to shoulder the debt. This Netherworld will soon have a true master."
Chen Fusheng thought that once Houtu used the Netherworld to transform herself into a being of reincarnation, he would have to be even more cautious.
Fortunately, he had previously found the Mirror of Karma in the Netherworld, so he could form a good relationship with Houtu.
As he pondered, Chen Fusheng glanced at the dim, eerie world filled with ghostly energy, his feelings a mix of emotions.
He traversed the primordial world and became the Dark Dragon, a manifestation of the primordial chaos.
To avoid offending any powerful beings who dare not open their eyes, Chen Fusheng stayed in the Netherworld, a place rarely visited by such powerful beings, to cultivate.
Meanwhile, in the primordial world, as the Ancestral Witch summoned the phantom of Pangu for the second time, that terrifying aura once again permeated the myriad realms of the primordial world.
Countless weak races were wiped out in an instant.
A torrent of karmic force gathered in the heavens.
Instead, there was an endless stream of malevolent energy and resentment.
The resentment of countless living beings rapidly condensed, transforming into vengeful spirits that wreaked havoc on the primordial world.
The spiritual energy in the entire primordial world was rapidly fading.
"Hahaha, kill them all, kill them all!"
Deep within the endless sea of blood, the Styx Ancestor sat cross-legged atop the crimson lotus of karmic fire, his face, a mixture of murderous and evil aura, filled with excitement.
The more people die, the more foul blood will flow into the sea of blood.
The sea of blood will never dry up, and the River Styx will never die!
The Styx's power is constantly increasing!
At this moment, Houtu no longer felt the joy she had when she took the Witch-Slaying Sword.
They didn't even stop or care when Bai Ze returned to the Zhou Tian Star Array.
Looking at the crumbling wilderness and the countless lives of her people in the distance, Houtu felt a deep sorrow.
"Could it be that all liches will truly withdraw from the primordial world?"
Looking at the immense karmic force constantly gathering in the heavens above, Houtu recalled the words of the obscure dragon in the chat group and fell into deep thought.
So what exactly is a tunnel?
How should a tunnel be built?
.....
Rumble~
Between heaven and earth, as the phantom of Pangu once again wielded that illusory giant axe,
The entire witch clan seemed to be injected with chicken blood again, completely disregarding their own injuries.
Even if Da Yi didn't know that he, Xi He, and Chang Xi had fought their way to that void, no great shaman cared at this moment.
Everyone in the Lich and Demon races seemed to have gone mad.
Between heaven and earth, there were mutilated corpses everywhere.
Mount Buzhou, the heart of the battlefield, was more like a meat grinder.
"kill!"
Even the top-tier sorcerer Xing Tian had his head severed by Donghuang Taiyi using the Chaos Bell.
But Xing Tian didn't care at all.
With his head gone, unable to see or speak, Xing Tian used his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, roaring loudly:
"With my battle axe in hand, I will charge towards the heavens!"
Wielding his axe and shield, countless demons and generals perished wherever he went.
In the end, Xing Tian committed suicide alone on the Demon Court of the Thirty-Third Heaven!
As the saying goes, "Xingtian wields his axe and shield, his fierce will remains steadfast!"
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