Primordial Era: From Primordial Human Race to Grand Luo Immortal

Chapter 73, Section 72: The Lich's Fall, the Pillar of Heaven Collapses (3k)

With the blessing of the Chaos Bell, a supreme innate treasure.

The Zhou Tian Star Array erupted with intense light, as if it would burn everything to ashes.

"All the stars have vanished!"

With a roar from Donghuang Taiyi, the Zhou Tian Xing Chen Banner in the hands of the demon race was reduced to ashes. This was the ultimate strike that exhausted countless stars.

The cosmos trembled violently, and boundless stellar power descended, threatening to annihilate the entire Witch Clan.

"Open the sky!"

Dijiang roared repeatedly, for while the demon race had deadly moves, the witch race also had its trump card.

Endless malevolent energy surged forth, and the twelve Heavenly God Banners transformed into blood-red light and malevolent energy, connecting with each other. Pangu's Dharma form roared, and a giant axe spanning the ancient starry sky appeared.

The immense power of the annihilation of all stars colliding with the power of the Heaven-Opening Axe caused the entire primordial world to tremble violently.

The earth cracked, the seas collapsed, countless void fissures spread, and endless living beings turned to ashes in the aftershocks.

Saints from all sides intervened to stabilize spacetime and suppress the four seas.

Zhen Yuanzi used the power of the Earth Book to stabilize the mountains and rivers, while Ji Yuan used the Qilin Seal to repair the cracked earth.

"A great calamity! A great calamity! So many lives have been reduced to ashes."

Ji Yuan looked at the Wu and Yao races in the ancient starry sky, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise.

The great formations of both the Lich and Demon races vanished without a trace.

The countless immortal-level demons who provided power for the Zhou Tian Star Array were all reduced to ashes, and even weaker Taiyi Golden Immortal demons perished. In a short time, the demon race suffered heavy casualties.

The Wu tribe members were all physically strong and did not suffer any injuries.

Under this near-saintly power, even Di Jun's companion spiritual treasures, the Hetu and the Luoshu, dimmed for a moment.

However, the Ancestral Witch of Wind, Tianwu, seized this moment and used the extreme speed of heaven and earth to arrive in front of Dijun in an instant, intending to seize the Hetu Luoshu and prevent them from using the Hunyuan Heluo Great Array.

A glint of light flashed in Di Jun's eyes.

"You're the one I've been waiting for!"

Tianwu's claws were about to touch the Hetu and Luoshu, and the joy on his face was almost overflowing.

The next moment, the smile vanished abruptly as a long spear pierced through Tianwu's ancestral witch form.

Endless killing and destructive power raged within Tianwu's body, and in an instant, Tianwu perished completely, with a drop of his heart's blood being absorbed into the gun.

"God-killing gun!"

Countless powerful beings watching the battle were utterly shocked. This spiritual treasure, the most powerful in the entire primordial world, had actually fallen into the hands of Emperor Jun after the Demon Ancestor's self-destruction.

A strange light flashed in Ji Yuan's eyes, and he thought to himself, "Is this the power of the great trend correction? Even without the Slaughtering Witch Sword, there is still the God-Slaying Spear."

"Tianwu!"

Above the starry sky, the ancestral witches cried out in sorrow.

With their brothers, who had been by their side for countless years, dying before their very eyes, the Ancestral Witches turned bloodshot and charged towards the demon race.

Dijiang, wielding the "Demon-Slaying Blade" forged from the blood of Houtu, slashed at Dijun. The Demon Saint Feilian blew a whirlwind to protect Dijun, but Dijiang simply slashed with his hand, the blade gleaming, and Feilian died instantly without leaving a trace.

This "Demon-Slaying Blade" was forged with the blood of the Earth Saint and contains the true meaning of reincarnation. Those slain by this blade will not enter the cycle of reincarnation!
Blade light flashed, shattering the void, and boundless spatial power spread in all directions as Dijiang wielded his blade and slashed at Dijun.

Di Jun was not afraid at all. The Hetu and Luoshu unleashed boundless power, evolving into a chaotic world that blocked all the sword light.

He then unleashed the God-Slaying Spear, transforming it into a force capable of destroying the world, and thrust it towards Dijiang, intending to kill him with a single blow.

On the other side, the Chaos Bell above Donghuang Taiyi's head casts endless chaotic energy, suppressing endless space and time, and enveloping the seven ancestral witches: Jumang, Rushou, Xuanming, Qiangliang, Xizi, Zhujiuyin, and Shebishi.

He actually used the power of a single demon to restrain seven ancestral witches!
Only the three ancestral witches, Zhurong, Gonggong, and Xingtian, remained, and they roared as they charged towards the remaining demons.

Suddenly, the sound of a zither filled the world. Fuxi used the Fuxi Zither to create a musical array that imprisoned Gonggong within it, and Gonggong was unable to break free for a time.

"You go and kill the other demons, I, Fuxi, will deal with them!"

Gonggong shouted loudly.

Zhu Rong and Xing Tian no longer hesitated and charged towards the remaining demons.

In the ancient starry sky, countless Great Daos collided, each collision annihilating billions of miles of void. The Great Luo Demon Clan was powerless to resist under such aftershocks, and in an instant, they died and their souls vanished, lost in endless space and time.

"Dutian Divine Fire!"

Zhu Rong activated the "Dutian Divine Fire," the source of all fires, and burned the demon saint Ci Tie into charcoal.

Then they charged towards Kunpeng, the divine wind and raging fire intertwining, as if to incinerate countless worlds.

Xing Tian was besieged by Bai Ze, Ying Zhao, Xi He, and Bing Yi.

He was already the weakest among the Ancestral Witches, and now he was being besieged by three Demon Saints, putting him on the verge of death.

He glanced at his brothers who were fighting, as well as the Wu tribe warriors battling it out on the primordial land.

A resolute glint flashed in Xing Tian's eyes, and his aura of delusion surged. He was about to self-destruct and take several demon saints with him to their deaths!
Bai Ze, with his keenest senses, instinctively pulled Ying Zhao and Xi He away to escape thousands of miles away. Bing Yi, however, was not so lucky. She was reduced to ashes by Xing Tian's self-destruction power that annihilated spacetime, and her true spirit was lost in endless spacetime.

"Xingtian!"

When Zhu Rong saw Xing Tian self-destruct, he let out a roar. He had a very good relationship with Xing Tian when Xing Tian was still a great shaman. Now, seeing him perish, he was filled with endless sorrow and looked at Kunpeng before he was about to self-destruct.

But Kunpeng's senses were incredibly sharp; how could it not know Zhurong's resolve? With a flap of its illusory wings, it instantly vanished from the battlefield.

Enraged, Zhu Rong glared at Fu Xi, unleashing boundless divine fire, and in an instant, he perished along with Fu Xi.

In the midst of the battlefield, an imperceptible glimmer of light flashed, capturing a sliver of Fuxi's true spirit.

The battle continues.

Seeing their three brothers dead and Dijiang in dire straits, Qiangliang and Xizi exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with a deathly intent.

"Brothers, kill Di Jun!"

The two witches roared, and the power of the primordial Dao intertwined, evolving into the nearly complete "Divine Thunder of the Capital Heaven". The divine thunder, accompanied by the power of self-destruction compressed to the extreme, exploded towards Donghuang Taiyi.

"Timeless spacetime!"

Donghuang Taiyi squeezed out his own Great Dao origin and activated the ultimate power of the Chaos Bell, freezing the power of Xizi and Qiangliang in space and time. This power already possessed holy might!

His figure also became somewhat ethereal. "Second Brother, Xuanming, go help Eldest Brother!"

Ru Shou, Ju Mang, and She Bi Shi roared and charged towards Donghuang Taiyi, self-destructing.

Donghuang Taiyi's forced unleashing of the Chaos Bell's true power had already damaged his very foundation, making him utterly unable to withstand the self-destruction of the three Ancestral Witches.

He could only perish with resentment along with the five ancestral witches.

When Donghuang Taiyi fell, the Sun Star seemed to dim for a moment, and the Chaos Bell above its head was knocked away into countless dimensions and fell into chaos.

"good chance!"

The five sages who were watching the battle stepped into the chaos. The Taiqing Sage even used the Taiji Diagram to suppress the ten directions of Wuji, in order to create an opportunity for the Tongtian Sect Master to seize the Chaos Bell.

The two Western Saints also dared not show weakness. The Guide Daoist offered up the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit to block the Taiji image, intending to take the Chaos Bell into his possession.

But something incredible happened to the saints.

The Chaos Bell swayed gently and then vanished into endless space and time, leaving no trace.

Helpless, the five saints returned to their respective temples.

Taiqing looked up at the sky and sighed softly:
"It seems that the three treasures of creation cannot be combined in the end. The Heavenly Dao is very wary of the Heaven-Opening Axe."

In the starry sky, Di Jun saw that his brothers, who had accompanied him for countless eons, had also perished, and he was filled with the will to die.

Wielding the God-Slaying Spear, he struck with fury, severing Di Jiang's left arm. Di Jiang, in pain, channeled boundless spatial power into the "Demon-Slaying Blade," whose blade light traversed the void, poised to decapitate Di Jun.

"His Majesty!"

A clear roar rang out, and it turned out that Xihe, who had escaped death, had returned to the battlefield to shield Dijun from this fatal blow.

Xihe, your body is dead and your spirit is gone!
"Xihe!"

Blood tears welled up in Di Jun's eyes. He was dead! They were all dead!

His brother, who had transformed into human form with him and become the ruler of the demon race, died; his beloved wife also died; and nine of his children died.

He was filled with the aura of death, and as he looked at the remaining Ancestral Witches, he was about to self-destruct.

"His Majesty!"

Bai Ze and Ying Zhao then hurried over from a distance.

"Your Majesty, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn!"

Bai Ze and Ying Zhao offered their advice.

Upon hearing this, Di Jun shook his head. So what if he unified the demon race?

My brother, wife, and children are almost all dead. What's the point of all this?
With a single palm strike, he sent Bai Ze and Ying Zhao flying across billions of miles of space and time.

With the Hetu and Luoshu above his head radiating boundless divine light and descending with profound mysteries, he vowed to exterminate all the Ancestral Witches!
"boom!"

The chaotic world evolved from the Hetu and Luoshu is filled with the true fire of the sun.

Di Jun seemed to be holding a sun star in his hand and smashed it towards the four ancestral witches.

"Di Jun, you will die here today!"

Gonggong caused the Milky Way to reverse and collide with the true fire of the sun, but unexpectedly, Dijun's attack was just a feint; the real attack was the God-Slaying Spear.

Seeing that the God-Slaying Spear was about to kill Gonggong, Xuanming reacted quickly.

He unleashed the Great Path of Frost, freezing time and space for a moment before grabbing Gonggong.

But Di Jun, enraged, was not so easily defeated. He reversed the tip of the God-Slaying Spear and pierced Xuanming's Ancestral Witch true form through it.

Xuanming sensed the rapid loss of his life force and immediately self-destructed, unleashing boundless icy power that swept through the void.

It was as if the light itself was frozen, and then exploded with a deafening roar. Di Jun's Hetu and Luoshu, as well as the God-Slaying Spear, were also blasted into countless dimensions.

He had a sudden thought and wanted to recall the spiritual treasures, but unexpectedly, a phantom of a divine bird flashed by, and the Hetu and Luoshu were taken away.

"Kunpeng!"

Despite his fury, Di Jun was helpless, as the three Ancestral Witches had already arrived.

Di Jun laughed heartily:
"Let's all perish together today!"

Endless light and heat erupted, and Zhu Jiuyin and Dijiang exchanged a glance and nodded secretly.

The power of spacetime erupted, teleporting Gonggong out of the battlefield.

The two witches were caught up in Di Jun's clutches and perished along with him.

The Lich Age has come to an end!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Gonggong, standing outside the battlefield, looked at his dead brothers and let out a maniacal laugh.

"Then let them all be buried with us!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The calamity energy of the Lich Calamity surged into the true form of the Ancestral Witch Gonggong.

His ancestral witch form instantly expanded countless times, almost reaching half the height of Mount Buzhou.

He stepped across countless dimensions and arrived at Buzhou Mountain. Without the slightest hesitation, he crashed straight into Buzhou Mountain.

"boom!"

The deafening sound echoed throughout the primordial wilderness.

Before the powerful beings could react, the pillar of heaven collapsed, and under the backlash of boundless fortune, Gonggong also perished.

The next moment, a hole was torn open in the sky, and the heavens fell to the earth.

The sky is falling!
"Boom!"

Suddenly, a bell rang out from the netherworld.

Fourteen streams of light fell into the "Pangu Blood Pool," and the Six Paths of Reincarnation sealed the blood pool within.

In this vast universe, who are the pawns and who are the players?

"Now, it's my turn to appear!"

(End of this chapter)