I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 6 Pangu Will Be Resurrected

Normally, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would be nothing, but now that Pangu's will has awakened, you can't just beat someone's son in front of their father, can you? That would be courting death.

However, on the Sun Star, the Emperor and Donghuang Taiyi suddenly stood up upon seeing this, instantly transforming into three-legged golden crows.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches? That's absurd."

In an instant, it flew out, and across the primordial world, the Eastern Emperor Bell rang out sharply:

"Heavenly demons, follow me to conquer Buzhou Mountain."

Duang——.

The mighty bell tolled, its sound echoing throughout the heavens and the earth.

"The Grand Array of Celestial Stars, activate—"

The only way to counter the Twelve Ancestral Witches is with the Celestial Star Array, and similarly, the only way to counter the Celestial Star Array is with the Twelve Ancestral Witches' Heavenly God and Demon Array.

"Hmph, a mere demon clan with fur and armor dares to presume to control the primordial world; this is the manifestation of the Father God."

The voice of the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, as majestic as a mountain, rang out, and the twelve Ancestral Witches began to assemble a great formation.

"The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, activate—."

Rumble.

The powerful beings of the primordial era were greatly surprised upon seeing this:

"My ancestors, the Lich War has begun again."

"Run!"

No one dared to linger at that moment, and Ye Yang was terrified upon seeing this.

"My goodness, is the final battle of the Lich War going to be brought forward?"

I just want to become the progenitor of humanity. Can you wait until I've settled the human race before you attack?

However, it was too late. The moment the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation was formed, the Buzhou Mountains suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura. All the saints were instantly suppressed and forced to prostrate on the ground, and their suppression of Ye Yang also lost its effect.

Ye Yang was able to remain calm and composed thanks to the blessing of the human race's fortune. Furthermore, the fact that the Ancestral Witch's mission was to save the human race allowed Ye Yang to see things clearly.

"This...this is the Twelve Ancestral Witches? This is the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation?"

Ye Yang was horrified, feeling like an ant standing in front of the Ancestral Witches. No matter how strong the human race's fortune was, they were still powerless against the Witch Clan.

"These are the descendants formed from the essence of Pangu's blood; they are indeed domineering."

All that could be heard was Dijiang, the chief of the Ancestral Witches, shouting loudly:

"This is none of the business of the Witch Clan. You may disperse, or you will be killed without mercy."

The sound rolled like clouds, reaching every corner of the primordial world. Many powerful beings had already fled. At this moment, the twelve Ancestral Witches had reached the strength of Quasi-Saints. When they joined forces, it would be no exaggeration to say that they were invincible below the level of Saints.

"Sage Nuwa, Sage Taiqing, we, the Wu clan, have protected the human race! Why don't you retreat?"

Although all beings below the level of a sage are mere ants, the Wu tribe is fearless and dares to challenge the sage. At most, they will only get a beating. The sage understands the will of Heaven and will not kill the Wu tribe.

"The Witch Clan is being presumptuous. The Sage is handling matters. What are you doing here? Retreat! Be careful, or you will be severely weakened."

"Pah!"

The god of fire, Zhurong, cursed and shouted:

"Don't think that just because you're a saint you can act with impunity. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are descendants of the Father God Pangu. Today, they have received guidance from the Father God to save humanity. Why don't you retreat?"

thud

The saints were greatly alarmed. It seemed that Ye Yang's previous vow had truly come true. Now, Pangu's will had been restored, the twelve ancestral witches had emerged, and they had even evolved the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation.

Looking at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they seemed ready to fight at the slightest provocation. Although they were saints and fearless, they couldn't afford to offend the will of Pangu.

Just as the saints hesitated, the sky suddenly darkened.

"This is..."

All that could be seen was countless stars flashing brightly above the primordial world, and countless great demons joining together to form the myriad stars in the heavens. At that very moment, the vast sound of the Eastern Wilderness Bell rang out, its clang resounding throughout the primordial world.

"The Great Celestial Array, activate—"

Rumble.

All that could be seen was a three-legged golden crow attacking:

"You witch clan, now that you've come, let's start the war."

"Hmph, you furry and armored creatures, do you think my witch clan is afraid of you? Come and fight!"

Rumble.

The Ancestral Witches unleashed their power, directly shaking the heavens with the help of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. However, the Demon Race was not to be outdone, activating the Star Formation with the power of the stars in the heavens, and a great battle broke out.

In an instant, the entire prehistoric world was scarred and countless lives perished.

"Kill them!"

In an instant, countless demons charged forward, while behind the witch clan, countless witch clan ronin fought fearlessly.

"My God, is the final battle of the Lich King's Cataclysm about to happen ahead of schedule?"

Ye Yang was taken aback. Could it be that his variable had ultimately had an impact?

"No, that's not right, that can't be right. The Golden Crow's chaos in the primordial world hasn't arrived yet, Hou Yi hasn't shot down the sun, and Kuafu hasn't even begun his pursuit. This absolutely cannot have come ahead of schedule, but they..."

Ye Yang muttered to himself, genuinely at a loss for what to do. When it came to scheming, he was no match for a sage; he was merely the one holding the script.

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, Hongjun of Zixiao Palace was greatly alarmed:

"How did humanity know what would happen next? Could it be that the sages leaked heavenly secrets? But that's not right, heavenly secrets are chaotic, how could the sages know?"

Hongjun could no longer sit still. What Ye Yang said was the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao. If the Golden Crow did not emerge from the primordial chaos, how could the sun rise and set? If Hou Yi did not shoot down the sun, and Kuafu did not chase the sun, how could the flowers bloom in the primordial world?

Hongjun was truly getting restless. If the great calamity of the human race was not over, then the fate of the prehistoric world could very well be altered.

At this moment, in the primordial land, the war between the witches and demons has once again reached a fever pitch, and the clashes between the two sides are becoming increasingly fierce. The entire area around Buzhou Mountain has suffered, and a large number of living beings have been affected. However, strangely enough, the human race scattered around Buzhou Mountain is safe and sound.

Upon witnessing this scene, Ye Yang suddenly sensed that the human race and the witch race would be connected in the future.

"Hahaha, the Zhou Tian Star Array? It's nothing special. Watch me demonstrate the true form of Pangu."

As soon as the words fell, the twelve Ancestral Witches instantly merged into one. Originally, there were twelve figures, but at this moment, they all merged into the shadow of a towering giant.

In an instant, even the powerful figures watching the battle were shaken, and the saints were greatly alarmed:

"Pangu's true form? Damn it."

The demon Emperor Jun and Taiyi were also shocked. They suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the Eastern Emperor Bell, and then shouted loudly:

"The Great Celestial Array, stars fall—".

Rumble.

The battle escalated directly, and even the entire prehistoric world began to tremble. The Twelve Ancestral Witches were the Twelve Quasi-Saints, plus the Ten Demon Generals of the Demon Race, the Demon Master Kunpeng, and countless powerful demons. Such power was enough to shake the prehistoric world.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—.

Then, the phantom of Pangu appeared with the image of the Heaven-Opening Axe in its hand, and cleaved down with a fierce blow. A loud boom was heard, and the Zhou Tian Star Array became slightly unstable.

"Damn it, counterattack—."

However, at that very moment, a terrifying aura suddenly surged into the sky, and the chanting of the Great Dao soared into the heavens, instantly deafening everyone.

Starting from Buzhou Mountain, this terrifying fluctuation spread, and amidst everyone's shock, the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly underwent a change.

The original phantom of Pangu solidified at this moment, and its aura grew stronger and stronger. Finally, someone realized what was happening.

"Damn it, the will of Pangu has possessed the true body of Pangu within the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation."

"Oh no, Pangu is about to be resurrected."

(End of this chapter)