Honghuang: Starting from the Enlightenment of the Great Emperor Dongyue

Chapter 60 Two Days of War
As Fuxi bestowed the "Principle", the world suddenly became quiet, and then broke into deafening cheers.

The newly born human race looked up at the sky in confusion, their eyes filled with curiosity and awe.

At the same time, an unparalleled force poured down from the sky, sweeping across the entire prehistoric world.

This is the perfect power of Shinto!
The Three Sovereigns returned to their positions, the Four Symbols guarded the world, and the Five Emperors guarded it. The Shinto system finally completed the last piece of the puzzle.

The laws of heaven and earth cheered and the avenue roared, as if celebrating this grand moment.

The heaven and earth, which had originally shrunk due to the self-destruction of the Heavenly Dao, were now expanding outward madly like a long drought finally ending in rain.

Mountains rose, rivers swollen, the originally barren land became fertile, and the concentration of spiritual energy increased exponentially.

The entire ancient world is filled with unprecedented vitality.

At the same time, in Pangu Palace at the foot of Mount Buzhou, the Wu clan also ushered in an important moment.

Wu Shisan, the ancestor witch who had never been able to transform, was now bathed in the perfect power of the divine way and successfully condensed his physical body.

He was tall and strong, with muscular build, and exuded a wild aura. Compared with other ancient witches, he was more ferocious.

"Roar!" Wu Shisan roared towards the sky, his voice shaking the universe, announcing his arrival.

Upon seeing this, the other ancestor witches all showed expressions of joy.

"Thirteenth brother, you finally transformed!" Zhu Rong walked forward with a big laugh and patted Wu Shisan's shoulder heavily.

"Yes, now that the twelve ancestors of my witch clan have gathered together again, we will surely be able to restore the glory of our father god Pangu!" Gonggong also said excitedly.

At this moment, a mysterious power descended upon the Twelve Ancestral Witches, allowing them to understand the mystery of a formation called the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons.

"This is... the power of Father God!" Di Jiang's eyes flashed, and his tone was full of disbelief.

"Indeed, this is the final gift left to us by Father God!" Zhu Jiu said in a gloomy voice, "With this great formation of twelve divine demons, our Wu clan will be able to contend with the demon clan, and even... surpass them!"

The twelve ancient witches looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

"Form the formation!" Di Jiang gave an order, and the twelve ancient witches all stood in position and used their magical powers.

Twelve brilliant forces of law shot up into the sky, reflecting each other and forming a huge formation that enveloped the entire Pangu Palace.

"Roar!" Twelve roars resounded through the heavens and the earth. The twelve ancestor witches merged together and turned into a giant standing tall.

This giant is thousands of feet tall, with muscular body, and exudes an aura of destruction. He is none other than Pangu's true body!

With the help of [Pangu's true body], the twelve ancient witches all reached the long-lost realm of the Great Emperor.

Pangu's true body slowly dissipated, revealing the majestic bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches again.

They stood in Pangu Palace like twelve towering mountains, emitting a suffocating pressure.

At this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are more than ten times stronger than before!
They are surrounded by a strong power of laws, making it difficult to look directly at them.

Wu Shisan clenched his fists, feeling the endless and tremendous power surging in his body, his excitement was beyond words.

He grinned, revealing his white teeth. "Is this what it's like to be in the Great Emperor realm? It's truly extraordinary!"

Di Jiang raised his head to the sky and spoke slowly, "The divine path has been completed, and the whole world celebrates! We, the Ancestral Witches, have finally taken advantage of this opportunity to step into the realm of the Great Emperor!"

He swept his gaze over the other Ancestral Witches, his voice filled with pride. "Not only that, we have also mastered the Great Array of the Gods and Demons of the Heavens, and can condense Pangu's true form! Even if that bird-man Emperor Jun becomes a saint, we have nothing to fear!"

Di Jiang's voice was filled with confidence and determination: "Demon Clan, it's time to settle the old scores between us!"

Outside Pangu Temple, countless members of the Wu clan knelt on the ground, excitedly shouting the name of the ancestor witch.

They felt the supreme pressure left by Pangu's true body, and their hearts were filled with pride and hope.

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Juntian
In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun sat on the cloud bed with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, seeing through all illusions.

"The divine way is perfect, the heavenly way is expanding..." Hongjun's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, "This Taicang is really a good method!"

He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in his heart.

Taicang's actions were completely unexpected and disrupted his plans.

"What's even more hateful is this curse..." Hongjun gritted his teeth, a trace of pain flashing in his eyes.

In order to suppress Taicang, he cast a powerful Taoist spell at the cost of his own origin.

Now, this curse has become a burden to him, tightly entangled in the heavenly way of Juntian. Now that [Cangtian] has become stronger, it is constantly absorbing the origin of Juntian and feeding back to [Cangtian].

As one side gains strength while the other loses strength, Juntian is in danger and may collapse at any time.

"I never thought there would be such a change!"

At this moment, an old voice sounded in Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old Taoist with a kind face who had appeared in the Zixiao Palace at some point.

This old Taoist has white hair and a youthful face, an immortal air, and a faint Taoist charm emanating from his body, giving people a sense of being otherworldly.

"Shanshi!" A hint of surprise flashed in Hongjun's eyes.

This old Taoist is Hongjun's good corpse and also his right-hand man.

"Fortunately, when you sent a message asking for the origin of reincarnation, I came here immediately." Shanshi said with a smile.

Hongjun nodded, feeling a little relieved.

"Let's merge!" Hongjun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

Shanshi nodded, then turned into a stream of light and merged into Hongjun's body.

At the same time, a vast source of reincarnation also poured into Juntian from the source of chaos.

Within Juntian, a sea of ​​blood surged and the six paths of reincarnation slowly emerged.

A vast force of merit descended from the sky, nourishing the damaged Juntian.

Hongjun's expression eased a little.

"But this is far from enough!" A gleam of light flashed in Hongjun's eyes, "Taicang, it's time for you to taste the backlash of heaven!"

At this time, in the ancient times, in the holy court of the demon clan, the Lingxiao Palace.

Emperor Jun was discussing important matters with a group of demon gods when he suddenly felt his mind shaken, and the primordial purple energy in his sea of ​​consciousness emitted a mysterious Taoist rhyme.

He had a flash of inspiration and instantly understood the key to becoming a saint.

He is in harmony with the destiny of the demon race, rules over the earth, and establishes laws in the demon court to control all races.

"Haha! This is the moment to become a saint!" Di Jun laughed loudly towards the sky, his voice shaking the nine heavens.

Upon seeing this, all the demon saints knelt on the ground and shouted, "Congratulations to Your Majesty on becoming a saint!"

At the same time, in the [Juntian] Heaven, Dong Wanggong also gained insights from the primordial purple energy. He ruled over all the immortals, managed the laws of heaven and earth, and became a saint with the immortal clan's heavenly luck and supreme merit.

For a moment, two consecutive visions of saints from [Juntian] filled the sky.

The two great saints appeared, and [Juntian] was shaken.

Hongjun issued a decree, appointing Dijun as the Demon King and Dongwanggong as the Immortal King, respectively ruling over heaven and earth and maintaining order.

Followed by.

"By the order of Heaven, the demon race (immortal race) listen up, immediately assemble your troops and attack the heavens!"

The two voices resounded throughout the ancient world, and countless demon and immortal cultivators became excited and eager to fight.

A war that would engulf the entire prehistoric world was about to break out. Hongjun watched the changing situation in the prehistoric world with a hint of a sneer on his face.

"Taicang, do you think you can rest easy just because you have achieved perfection in the divine way? I want to see how you can withstand the attacks of the two great saints!"

Thinking of this, Hongjun looked at the Styx again.

I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh: "After all, I'm just a substitute, the difference is too great."

He stretched out his finger, and a stream of primordial purple air flew out and fell into the sea of ​​blood.

This is part of Nuwa's insights into creating humans and becoming a saint in the origin of the primordial world.

"I hope you can make a breakthrough."

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In the western heaven, a murderous atmosphere permeates the air.

The Five Great Emperors stood side by side, with tens of millions of divine soldiers arranged in neat rows behind them, exuding awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

On the other side of the river, the [Juntian] immortal army blocked out the sky and the sun, numbering in the billions, with flags fluttering and murderous intent surging.

The King of the East stood before the army, and the sage's pressure was as vast as the sea, pressing down on them.

Gou Chen, holding the God-killing Spear, stood before the battle formation, the tip of the spear flashing with a cold light, a murderous aura radiating from his face. "Dong Wanggong, you have betrayed the Way of Heaven and willingly served as Hongjun's lackey, following him to establish a new Heaven. Now you are acting perversely, leading the rebel army and attacking your homeland. Your crimes are unforgivable!"

The auras of the five great emperors are connected, and the power of the five elements flows endlessly.

The power of the four symbols, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise, complement each other.

Although Gou Chen is only in the late stage of the Great Emperor's cultivation, with the blessing of the Five Great Emperors, his momentum is no less than that of the virtuous saint Dong Wanggong.

The morale of the millions of divine troops is high and their fighting spirit is overwhelming.

Dong Wanggong's face was ashen, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain: "A bunch of ants, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me! Today, I will let you witness the power of a saint!"

After saying this, the King of the East raised his hand and waved it, and hundreds of millions of immortal armies surged towards the western heaven like a tide.

"Kill!" Gou Chen shouted, pointing the God-killing Spear in his hand straight to the sky, leading millions of divine troops to fight the enemy.

The three hundred and sixty gods of the divine army burst out with brilliant divine light, forming a great Zhoutian star formation, gathering the power of the stars in the sky together.

The twenty-eight constellations gods evolved into the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise, forming an innate four-image formation with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

The personal guards of the Five Emperors are based on the Five Elements, forming a large formation of the Five Elements' mutual generation and mutual restraint, which circulates endlessly.

The three major military formations were like three huge meat grinders, crushing the charging immortal army into pieces.

Even if the number of the immortal army is several times or even ten times that of the divine army, they cannot shake the divine army in the slightest.

Zhuque and Gou Chen joined forces to fight against Dong Wanggong. With the support of the Five Great Emperors, the strength of both of them increased to the level of half-step supreme.

Emperor Gou Chen took the lead in attacking, casting [Golden Light from Heaven] and instantly coming to the side of Duke Dong. The God-killing Spear in his hand turned into a beam of white light and pierced Duke Dong's throat.

The battlefield was transferred to [Juntian], and for a moment, the starry sky in [Juntian] was shattered.

The God-killing Spear is an innate killing treasure. Combined with the White Tiger Killing Art of Emperor Gou Chen, it is extremely powerful and can even fight against the King of the East who became a saint through his merits.

Zhuque followed closely behind and sacrificed the [Flame Flag], turning billions of territories into a sea of ​​fire. The original fire burned the void and trapped Dong Wanggong in the sea of ​​fire.

Emperor Cang raised his hands to the sky, and infinite vitality turned into blue lotus flowers, which fell on the army of gods in the sky, healing their wounds and replenishing their magic power.

There were also two blue dragon origins surrounding Zhuque and Gou Chen, constantly repairing their injuries.

One of them mainly uses close combat skills, and the other mainly uses Taoist skills.

Within [Juntian], the war between saints caused the boundless starry sky to return to chaos in an instant, and the earth, fire, wind and water were repeated.

Behind them, the collision of gods and immortals, billions of units, is no less than that of saints.

Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the earth split, the sun and moon lost their light. Divine weapons clashed, magic spells collided, and the shouts of killing shook the earth.

The ground was dyed red with blood, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and corpses piled up like mountains, like a purgatory on earth.

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"Erlangs, follow me and kill them! Kill them all without leaving a single piece of armor!" Dijiang waved his hand and pointed to where the demon clan was.

Everyone transformed into their true Dharma bodies and followed the Twelve Ancestral Witches to display their magical powers.

Shuttle through space, with earth dragons escorting, wind wings spreading, and various magical powers complementing each other.

Two days of intersection.

Di Jun, Tai Yi and a group of demon kings and demon saints gathered on the demon cloud, covering the sky and the sun.

Di Jun walked forward, looked down at the sky and the earth, and looked at the ancestor witch standing in front of the crowd below.

Di Jiang also looked up at Di Jun. Their eyes met, and for a moment the world was quiet.

"Fight!" "Kill!"

They both shouted at the same time!

Two golden rays flashed from Taiyi's eyes, and he stretched out his right hand to grab the sky. Endless solar fire gathered into a scorching sun, which was thrown out fiercely, turning into an endless sea of ​​fire, burning the heaven and earth!

Di Jiang snorted coldly, his eyes turned silver-white, and with a wave of his hands, an invisible space barrier blocked the sun's true fire.

As the two fought, the fuse between the two races of Lich and Lich completely broke out.

The entire border between the two days was in chaos, with corpses everywhere and blood everywhere.

"Hahaha, Taiyi birdman! Come and see my divine fire!" Zhu Rong's whole body was burning with flames, the essence of the innate fire was activated, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth exploded. In an instant, tens of thousands of demons on the demon side, all of their demon cores spontaneously combusted and died!

"Hahahaha - so refreshing!" Zhu Rong laughed loudly towards the sky.

"How dare you, you brat!" Taiyi was furious and slapped the Chaos Bell.

The loud "boom" and "boom" sounds enveloped Zhurong, as if to shatter it.

Zhu Rong felt unwell and cried out in pain, holding his head.

"Crack!"

Above the nine heavens, thousands of thunderbolts directly struck the [Chaos Bell].

Qiang Liang walked out of the thunder coldly, the Chaos Bell trembled slightly, and the crisis was resolved.

However, the aftermath caused the void of the witch clan camp to collapse, and dozens of liches were directly crushed to pieces, their souls destroyed!

The two sides fell into a melee, using all kinds of means, and the mountains and rivers were shattered and turned into nothingness.

Then, Gonggong led the heavy water from the nine heavens to flood the heaven and earth, and countless monsters were killed when they were touched.

Zhu Jiuyin took a look and saw that several demon saints had grown old silently and died of old age.

The demon master Kunpeng spread his wings, crossed the space, and killed dozens of great wizards.

Zhu Rong turned into a flame and stood in front of Kunpeng. His eyes were red and he turned into a giant. He grabbed Kunpeng's wings with one hand and punched Kunpeng on the head with a heavy punch!
Kunpeng let out bursts of mournful cries!

Feng Yi slashed angrily, wanting to leave.

But Zhu Rong had gone mad, riding on Kunpeng and cutting through mountains and rivers for billions of miles.

"I'm gonna kill you, you old bastard!"

A pair of iron wings were broken off with a "crack" sound by Zhurong, whose face was covered in blood.

Wings all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)