Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 526 The Chaos of the Emperor River, the Three Victories of the Witch Clan

"Such power is probably comparable to that of the Cloud Sea Grand Venerable before his advancement, the Impure Demon Ancestor who broke through in battle, and that mysterious Lord of the Tribulation."

The eighth-tier spectators were all horrified, shocked by the power displayed by both the lich and demon factions.

I thought that no matter how strong they were, they would only be top-tier supernatural beings like Xuanjun. I never expected that they would jump to the level of almost the ninth rank.

They could even fight to the point of shattering the heavens and earth, in the literal sense.

Where the celestial stars and the divine spirits of the capital collided, a large area of ​​space was gouged out, time ceased to exist, and only nothingness remained.

Within the core of the Zhou Tian Star Array, the Yan Yang Heavenly Emperor held up the blazing sun, emitting divine light that shone upon the phantom formed by the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Array.

Within the illusory image, twelve beams of spiritual light flickered and swirled, suddenly emitting a bright blue-red light that repelled the divine light emitted by the blazing sun from the spiritual treasure.

The Heavenly Emperor Yanyang understood that this was the ancestral witches Zhurong and Gonggong using their own power to eliminate the endless heat of the scorching sun.

Just as it was resisting the attack of the blazing sun, the spiritual light within the phantom flashed again, then turned into a hazy gray light.

The power to divide space was injected into the phantom of the God-Slaying Spear, and then the spear deliberately collided with the blazing sun, and wherever it passed, the divine light disappeared.

The spearhead, still brimming with momentum, hurtled towards the Zhou Tian Star Array.

“Space, the Dao of the Universe, Emperor Jiang.” The Heavenly Emperor Yanyang quickly concluded, looking at the gray spiritual light, before a figure resembling a yellow sac appeared before him.

If it's not Dijiang, then who is it?
If we were to say who among the twelve ancestral witches he could least understand, it would be Dijiang.

He knew the true origins of the other eleven Ancestral Witches perfectly well, but he couldn't see through Dijiang.

"What exactly is the origin of this Dijiang?" As he pondered, he gently raised the blazing sun, from which two three-legged golden crows flew out, crying out as they charged toward the God-Slaying Spear that could cleave everything in two.

Two three-legged golden crows fearlessly pounced on the God-Slaying Spear, and the Great Sun True Fire that enveloped their entire bodies spread to the phantom, scorching the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation itself.

Although the God-Slaying Spear was powerful, it was no match for these two agile golden crows. Their rainbow-transformation talent was enough to allow them to avoid most dangers.

It wasn't until another Ancestral Witch, Xuanming, intervened that the two golden crows, along with a large area of ​​space and time, were frozen.

The Heavenly Emperor Yanyang was completely unconcerned about the deaths of the two golden crows; instead, he was constantly trying to figure out Dijiang's background.

The more he looked at it, the more familiar the gray light seemed. After careful recollection, the answer became obvious.

"Dijiang... Chaos?"

The moment this thought arose, Xuanjun and the others, who shared his sentiments, knew about it.

"It really is that Chaos bastard. I never expected it to actually change its path and become a great supernatural being." Xuanjun examined it carefully and confirmed his guess.

"So what?" The Impure Demon Ancestor sneered. "I can cut it down with a single strike."

"Alright, alright, I know your knife is very powerful, but you don't need to show it off every time you get the chance," Chen Xingzhi said helplessly.

Ignoring the conversation in his mind, the Heavenly Emperor Yanyang looked at the phantom that was attacking again, and then, together with the three hundred and sixty-five demon gods, he activated the Zhou Tian Star Array to attack the enemy.

The demon god fell, the great shaman died, the ship crashed, and the blood of the lich and demon mingled together, staining every corner of the battlefield red.

The first war between the Lich King and the Demon King lasted for an unknown period of time, until nearly half of the 365 demon gods died, the twelve spiritual lights that made up the Heavenly Gods and Demons flickered and the calamity energy that lingered in the sky finally dissipated.

Both sides then stopped fighting and withdrew.

The surviving ships sailed back to the Heavenly Court, and the remaining nearly two hundred demon gods also evacuated under the cover of the Zhou Tian Star Array. As for the Witch Clan, their situation was not much better.

Not only did most of their tribes die, but some tribes were also completely wiped out, with corpses and limbs scattered all over the battlefield.

Fortunately, the twelve ancestral witches, who were the backbone of the clan, were still alive; otherwise, the witch clan would have been wiped out in the first war between the witches and demons.

"This is our first time using the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, and we are not yet fully familiar with it. Next time, we will surely defeat Yan Yang and overthrow the Heavenly Court."

Di Jiang said in a deep voice.

“Although the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons is powerful, it cannot hold back Yan Yang.” The Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin said pessimistically, “As long as he wants to escape, he will surely be able to escape.”

If we want to take him down, we'll have to fight him on his home turf.

"But that Yan Yang is so powerful that even if all twelve of us attack together, we have no chance of winning unless we form the Dutian Shensha Grand Formation. Once we fight on his Heavenly Court home ground, we will definitely suffer great suppression."

The Ancestral Witch Xuanming also said the same thing.

"In any case, we have won this time. The demon race has failed to achieve its goal of annihilating the witch race," said the ancestral witch Zhurong, encouraging the low morale. "Moreover, compared to the demon race, our witch race has three victories."

"What do you mean by that?" Xuanming asked again.

“My Wu clan occupies the primordial land, while the demon clan occupies the celestial realm. I once served as an official in the Divine Court and know that the celestial realm’s foundation is not as strong as that of the primordial land. The longer the two clans are at odds, the more advantageous the Wu clan will be. This is a victory.”

"Although the Heavenly Court has many demon gods, the number of great supernatural beings is not as great as that of the Witch Clan. This is the second advantage."

"Finally, although the demon race is nominally a unified whole, it is not actually united. Many of its races are still hostile to each other and are constantly in conflict. This is not as united as our witch race. This is the third victory."

After Zhu Rong finished speaking, all the ancestral witches agreed that what he said made sense, so they dispelled their feelings of frustration and went to do their own cleanup work.

Only Zhu Jiuyin seemed lost in thought after leaving.

"What Chi Ming just said makes sense. The Heavenly Court may seem to be thriving, but in reality, it is fraught with hidden dangers."

Surrounded by the Wu tribe on the outside and plagued by the remnants of countless other tribes on the inside, we are truly beset by internal and external troubles.

Now that he knows this, the Heavenly Emperor Yanyang, who is on the same local area network as him, will naturally know it as well.

Furthermore, he had already devised a countermeasure.

"The Celestial Realm's foundation is not as strong as that of the Primordial Earth, but if we still have the endless starry sky and the three thousand great realms beyond the Primordial Earth..."

"The number of powerful cultivators is less than that of the Witch Clan? Ridiculous. I can mobilize the entire Demonic Path to fight against them at any time."

"As for the internal conflicts of the demon race and the remnants of the myriad races, they are somewhat troublesome. However, I do not need to keep the Heavenly Court running indefinitely. As long as the primordial origin is fully restored, I can immediately begin the process of advancement."

The Heavenly Emperor Yanyang believed he had victory in his grasp, but a moment later a trace of worry flashed across his face.

"The Venerable Yunhai has not replied yet, and we do not know whether his promotion went smoothly or not. We hope that he is doing well."

The worries lingered in his mind for less than a moment before he banished them and resumed his duties in Heaven.

The first war against the Lich King had just ended, and there were still many things waiting for him to deal with.

"I heard that Xuanjun was once an expert in handling the affairs of the Divine Court. I should have brought him over sooner." He muttered to himself as he reviewed the memorials.

(End of this chapter)