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Zhunti revealed his form with a compassionate expression. Beneath him was his newly acquired treasure, the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, which radiated golden light, making him look very noble.
Beside Zhunti, Jieyin wore a sorrowful expression, as if grieving for the lost demon race.
"The Witch Clan's actions have offended the natural order, and even I find it hard to watch."
Clad in a blood-red robe, Styx, the Lord of the Blood Sea, also spoke.
"I am also a member of the demon race, but today I cannot grant your wish."
Kunpeng, whose injuries had not yet healed, still made his stance clear.
One powerful figure after another revealed themselves, all with the same goal: to stop the battle. They were either genuinely concerned for the demon race, or they didn't want to see the witch race rise to power. What most people actually wanted was for the witch and demon races to both suffer heavy losses.
"Hahaha, so you've all come out? Today I'll wipe you all out in one fell swoop. The Witch Clan will not compromise."
Dijiang laughed loudly, and his words stunned all the powerful figures, who couldn't understand where Dijiang's confidence came from.
"Form the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation."
With a loud shout, the twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together, frantically activating their bloodlines, their auras merging together, and a breathtaking aura began to be born.
"This is......"
"They actually know how to use formations?"
"Hmph, so what? Even if they use formations, they still can't do anything to us."
A towering figure appeared above the Ancestral Witch, materializing from nothingness. This figure was hundreds of millions of feet tall and exuded an extremely terrifying pressure. All living beings in the primordial world felt their blood vessels tremble at his appearance.
"How is this possible? It's actually Pangu! That group of witches summoned the true form of Pangu."
"This aura still surpasses that of a quasi-saint, reaching the level of a saint. This is the trump card of the Witch Clan."
"Heavens! Are they really going to wipe out my demon race?"
Chapter 1045, Hongjun Makes His Move
The power of Pangu's true form was too great. Even a quasi-saint felt like an ant at this moment, as if he would die if he were touched by it.
Terror and fear rose continuously, and for the first time, the powerful figures who had stepped forward showed expressions of regret. Had they known that the Witch Clan had such a trump card, they would never have stepped forward under any circumstances.
Zhunti stared blankly at the enormous true form of Pangu, which had lost its previous majesty. Beside him, Jieyin's face grew increasingly sorrowful.
"I was just here to watch the show. Since your witch clan is unwilling to let this go, I won't force you. I'll leave now."
The one who said these words was Styx. As the Lord of the Blood Sea, it didn't matter much to him who became the protagonist of the world. If it was just talk, he certainly wouldn't care. But when faced with real danger, he would choose to retreat immediately.
Styx felt a pang of regret, for it was his true form that had come. Although he would not die even if his true form perished, as he had countless clones, it would still take tens of thousands of years for him to recover.
"We in the West will not concern ourselves with your Eastern affairs. My senior brother and I will take our leave first."
Styx's actions reminded Zhunti, who then threw down a sentence and prepared to leave. He was destined to become a saint, how could he die here?
After that, many powerful figures left under various pretexts.
"Hmph, a bunch of cowards."
The Ancestral Witches ignored those who fled, focusing their attention on the two brothers, Di Jun and Di Shi. They were determined to eliminate them first. As for the others, running far away was useless. The attack range of Pangu's true form was very wide. Unless they left the prehistoric continent, no one could escape if they wanted to.
"Today is the day when the demon race will be wiped out."
Pangu's true form moved, pressing down with a palm, carrying overwhelming power. At this moment, the entire prehistoric continent felt an aura as if it were the end of the world.
Faced with this attack, Di Jun was filled with despair. The range was too vast, and he had nowhere to escape. He could only withstand it head-on. The completely different strength made him realize that he was no match for it.
"Brother, take care!"
Just then, Donghuang Taiyi, who was next to Dijun, said something to Dijun and then frantically activated the Chaos Bell to protect Dijun.
Before Di Jun could react, he felt a tremendous force envelop him, blasting him thousands of miles underground.
In order to protect Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi abandoned his own defense and was directly hit to the brink of death by this attack. If nothing unexpected happens, he will probably disappear completely in a few minutes.
Even Di Jun himself was still seriously injured. When he saw Donghuang Taiyi, who had returned to his original form and was gushing blood, he rushed over and burst into tears.
At this moment, Di Jun recalled all the moments he shared with Donghuang Taiyi. They were born together on the Sun Star, cultivated together, supported each other when they were weak, and walked step by step to where they are today. Donghuang Taiyi had always silently supported him and worked hard without complaint.
Pangu's true form attacked again, and this time it was even more powerful than the last. Without Donghuang Taiyi's desperate resistance, Dijun was doomed.
"coming soon."
Just when everyone thought that Emperor Dijun, the demon emperor, was going to die, Yi Shuihan stared intently at the void where Pangu's true body was located. He was certain that Hongjun would intervene, otherwise the great trend set by the Heavenly Dao would be completely disrupted.
The general trend cannot be changed, but the minor trend can be changed. This is the rule of the primordial world, which even future sages cannot change. They can only seek some benefits in a small area.
Sure enough, Hongjun appeared above Dijun at the critical moment and with a backhand wave, deflected the attack from Pangu's true form.
"Do you all wish to shatter the primordial world? Cease fighting!"
Hongjun said expressionlessly. No one saw the strange look that flashed in his eyes when he looked at the true form of Pangu. Even he did not know before that the true form of Pangu summoned by the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation would be so powerful, equivalent to an ordinary saint.
The Wu tribe naturally had no intention of shattering the primordial world. Anyone with eyes could see that Hongjun was deliberately protecting the demon tribe.
“Hongjun, you are going too far in deceiving the witch. This primordial world was created by the Father God, and it is not your place to interfere.”
Dijiang was not to be outdone. Just when the demon race was about to be wiped out, Hongjun suddenly appeared. This was clearly aimed at them, so how could he not be furious?
"Activate the formation at full power!"
The aura of Pangu's true form surged once again, and an axe materialized in his hand. Although it was not the true Heaven-Opening Axe, its power was no weaker than that of a primordial treasure.
"The creation of heaven and earth".
A single axe cleaved down fiercely towards Hongjun, causing the space itself to collapse and revealing endless spatial turbulence.
If this attack had been used earlier, even if Donghuang Taiyi had fought desperately, Di Jun would have been certain to die.
Hongjun was indeed Hongjun. With just a slight lift of his hand and a press, Pangu's true form instantly collapsed, and the attack completely vanished without a trace.
"Puff," "Puff," "Puff"
The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation was forcibly broken, and the twelve Ancestral Witches all suffered considerable backlash, vomiting blood and becoming weak.
Previously, the Ancestral Witches only knew that Hongjun was a saint and should be very strong, but now they realized that his strength far exceeded their imagination. Even if they used all their trump cards, they were no match for Hongjun.
"All men beneath the sage are but ants."
These words flashed through Dijiang's mind. At the same time, he knew that he was destined not to kill Dijun and the others this time, and he also had to worry about whether Hongjun would continue to make things difficult for them.
"From this day forward, the witch will rule the land, and the demon will rule the heavens, and there will be no more conflict for ten thousand years."
Hongjun said this indifferently, and then a stream of light entered Donghuang Taiyi's body below, instantly healing Donghuang Taiyi's injuries by nearly half. He only needs to recuperate for a few hundred years to fully recover.
"Will you no longer concern yourself with the affairs of the liches after ten thousand years?"
Dijiang asked unwillingly.
Hongjun did not answer, but gave Dijiang a deep look before disappearing without a trace.
The great war between the witches and demons came to an end. No matter how unwilling Dijiang and the others were, they dared not provoke Hongjun again. With the strength that Hongjun had shown, he could have slaughtered all the witches by himself.
Chapter 1046, Sitting and Waiting for Someone to Snatch It
"Ten thousand years? That means that within these ten thousand years, the human race will be born, and then fully grow up and have the strength to contend for supremacy."
The ten thousand years that Hongjun mentioned was much shorter than Yi Shuihan had expected. Originally, he thought that this time should be around one hundred thousand years.
Even if all humans were born with innate Dao bodies, it would still be too difficult for them to have the strength to compete with the Lich King and the Demon King within ten thousand years. It would be extremely astonishing if they could become a Great Luo Golden Immortal within ten thousand years.
Without a doubt, in order to elevate the human race to a position of dominance, the Heavenly Dao must secretly employ numerous methods to accelerate the human race's growth.
Although he felt this was somewhat unfair to the Lich and Demon races, Yi Shuihan, as a pure human, had no intention of ruining the human race's chance to become the protagonist of the world. On the contrary, he wanted to help them in the process.
After the Lich War ended, Yi Shuihan didn't go to the Lich Clan. Instead, he casually found a nice mountain and quietly studied the Three Lights Secret Technique. He was waiting for someone, someone who was looking for death.
It's common knowledge that the Primordial Purple Qi resides within him, and there will definitely be people with ill intentions who come looking for him, especially after witnessing Hongjun's great power. These guys will become even more eager to become saints.
As long as one can become a saint, one need not fear even a primordial overlord like the Witch Clan. One can live freely and do whatever one pleases in the primordial world.
On the 13th day after Yi Shuihan arrived at Wuming Mountain, he welcomed two guests: Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.
Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun's purpose was not to seize the Primordial Purple Qi, but to invite Yi Shuihan to Zhen Yuanzi's Wuzhuang Temple to help him. If anyone tried to seize the Primordial Purple Qi, they would be able to intervene.
"I appreciate your kindness, but it's really not necessary."
“Brother Taiyi, don’t be so polite. Don’t worry about implicating us. Zhen Yuanzi has the Earth Book, which allows us to use the power of the earth veins. As long as the three of us work together, even ten Quasi-Saints can’t do anything to us.”
Hongyun said hurriedly, with an expression that showed she was completely unafraid of trouble.
They meant well, and Yi Shuihan could only smile helplessly.
"Actually, I was just waiting here for people to come and snatch it. You all know that I really don't care about this Primordial Purple Qi. If things don't go well, I'll just throw it away. I believe that people who come looking for trouble won't bother me anymore."
"Are they deliberately waiting for people to come and rob them?"
Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun stared blankly at Yi Shuihan, wondering what kind of person he was.
"How about this Primordial Purple Qi, whichever of you wants it, I'll give it to you?"
Since Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun are so friendly, Yi Shuihan doesn't mind giving them a stroke of good fortune.
When the Primordial Purple Qi was right in front of him, it would be a lie to say that Zhen Yuanzi wasn't tempted. At the same time, Yi Shuihan's repeated offer to give it away made him realize that Yi Shuihan truly didn't care about the Primordial Purple Qi.
A question arose in Zhen Yuanzi's mind: why was the Primordial Purple Qi, which others regarded as a treasure and could lay the foundation for becoming a saint, so disregarded by Yi Shuihan?
"Why don't you care about the Primordial Purple Qi? Don't you want to become a saint?"
"Of course I want to become a saint, but I don't want to rely on the Primordial Purple Qi. Let me explain in detail. A saint is..."
Yi Shuihan slowly repeated the information about the true and false saints that he had previously shared with the Three Pure Ones.
"I see. Fellow Daoist Taiyi is indeed ambitious."
Zhen Yuanzi looked at Yi Shuihan with admiration. Even if he knew these things, if he had the Primordial Purple Qi, he would never be as carefree as Yi Shuihan.
After all, having the Primordial Purple Qi is a way out. If one is unable to break through on one's own in the future, one can still use the Primordial Purple Qi to become a Heavenly Saint.
Zhen Yuanzi was a smart man. He didn't ask why Yi Shuihan knew these things, or why Hongjun didn't tell everyone. He didn't believe that Hongjun was unaware of the issues involved. Even if Hongjun didn't know before, he would definitely know now that he had become a saint or even reached the stage of merging with the Dao.
The thought of a certain possibility made Zhen Yuanzi's heart tremble, and he dared not continue to think about it.
"We cultivate the Dao for freedom and ease. If we are bound by the desire for power, then we might as well not cultivate this Dao at all!"
Yi Shuihan said with emotion.
“Brother Taiyi is right. I also want to become a Primordial Golden Immortal on my own merits, rather than becoming a puppet saint.”
As the embodiment of a cloud, Hongyun values freedom above all else, and Yishuihan's words resonated with him.
"One way to become a Primordial Golden Immortal is to thoroughly comprehend a rule. I have some insights on comprehending rules to become a Primordial Golden Immortal, which I will share with you two fellow Daoists."
As Yi Shuihan spoke, he took out two jade tubes.
"This gift is too valuable, but we have no choice but to accept it. We will not forget this kindness. If you need anything in the future, please feel free to ask."
Zhen Yuanzi said solemnly.
Yi Shuihan's gift is enough to increase Zhen Yuanzi's chances of becoming a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal by 10%, since it is equivalent to being personally guided by a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.
Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun discussed Dao with Yi Shuihan again at Wuming Mountain. Three months later, they left one after another. During this time, Yi Shuihan revealed the matter of the Saint System. However, even if Yi Shuihan bought it at cost price, Zhen Yuanzi and the others could not afford it. In the end, Zhen Yuanzi only sold two Great Luo Golden Immortal systems back with him. This had almost emptied his coffers. Apart from the necessary magic treasures, he had nothing left.
At Yi Shuihan's suggestion, Hongyun also bought a Da Luo level emotional intelligence system. Originally, Zhen Yuanzi wanted to support Hongyun with the ginseng fruit tree so that Hongyun could buy a quasi-saint level one, but Hongyun did not agree.
Yi Shuihan originally thought that those powerful figures would come to find him soon, but who knew that after waiting for decades, there was no movement at all. Instead, Di Jun arranged a heavenly marriage, established a heavenly court, and proclaimed himself the Heavenly Emperor.
The Wu Clan did not react at all to Di Jun's actions, but everyone knew that the Wu Clan was absolutely furious, but they swallowed their anger because of Hong Jun.
With the help of the Heavenly Marriage and the establishment of the Heavenly Court, Emperor Jun received divine merit, and his cultivation level directly rose to the late stage of Quasi-Saint. He severed his two corpses, good and evil, and his strength increased several times over. He barely managed to gather the remaining demon race, and for a time, there was a trend of recovery.
Heaven
"Big brother, are you really going to steal the Primordial Purple Qi from Taiyi?"
"That's right. As long as I can become a saint, the Wu Clan will be no threat. You can rest assured. Kunpeng, Styx, and Fuxi will also be joining us this time."
“I’ll go too. Although my injuries haven’t healed yet, at least I can activate the Chaos Bell to freeze Taiyi for a moment and a half.”
Di Jun initially didn't want to bring Donghuang Taiyi along, but he was eventually persuaded by him.
Chapter 1047, The Siege and Kill of Yi Shuihan
"Is it finally here?"
This is the 55th year since Yi Shuihan came to this nameless mountain. Over the years, Yi Shuihan has been refining a magic weapon, which is a shop. In the prehistoric world, selling systems requires a decent shop. Yi Shuihan suddenly had a whimsical idea and began to refine a magic weapon as a shop.
This shop was crafted by Yi Shuihan using various precious materials, taking over 40 years to complete, and was only finished a few days ago.
In terms of level alone, this shop is only a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure, but it is quite useful. The power of this magic treasure is related to the strength of its owner. As long as someone enters the shop and their strength does not exceed that of Yi Shuihan, they cannot fight in the shop. Of course, the same applies to Yi Shuihan. However, Yi Shuihan has a special privilege to expel people.