Primordial Era: A brick knocks Hongyun unconscious, and he seizes the throne at the start.

The primordial era does not record years, but what is destined to come will always come.

Three months later, on the northern slope of Mount Buzhou, the world was bleak and desolate.

The demon race's heavenly court mobilized its entire force, with 80 billion demon soldiers swarming across the land like locusts, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Where the banners fluttered, the 365 main star array flags were rustling in the wind, and the Zhou Tian Star Array had already taken shape. Although the power of the Sun Star main flag was diminished due to its absence, the power of billions of stars still descended, dyeing half of the sky into a magnificent sea of ​​stars.

Emperor Jun stood atop the Nine Dragons Chariot, clad in a golden crow imperial robe and wielding the Slaughtering Witch Blade.

The blade was pitch black, entwined with the wailing souls of three thousand elite witch warriors. Its malevolent energy condensed into solid black flames, scorching and distorting the surrounding space.

Taiyi stood beside his brother, his chest still wrapped in bandages—the wound left by the God-Slaying Spear had not yet healed.

He held a replica of the Chaos Bell in his hands (a substitute hastily crafted by the demon race after the original was stolen by Lu Chen). Although the sound of the bell was not even a fraction of the original, it still possessed the power to suppress time and space when combined with the Zhou Tian Star Array.

"You barbarians of the Witch Clan, today is the day your clan is exterminated!" Di Jun's voice thundered across the sky.

Opposite, at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

The eleven Ancestral Witches stood in a row, each one towering ten thousand feet tall, their blood and energy soaring to the heavens.

Although Houtu underwent reincarnation and the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation was incomplete, the remaining Ancestral Witches burned their essence and blood to forcefully condense Pangu's true body into 60% of its power!

Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch, held a blood-red battle banner, its surface adorned with the totems of the twelve Ancestral Witches, which were now burning fiercely with the essence of their blood: "You beasts with fur and horns, how dare you be so presumptuous before the spine of Father God Pangu?!"

Behind him, millions of Wu tribe warriors pounded their chests and roared, the sound waves shaking the mountains.

The Heavenly Divine Array was deployed, and blood energy condensed into a towering phantom of Pangu. Although it was only 60% solidified, its primordial pressure of creating the world was faintly comparable to the Zhou Tian Star Array!

Zhu Rong stood at the forefront, gripping the demon-slaying sword tightly in her hand.

The sword was as red as blood, and countless vengeful spirits of demons roared within it. Wherever the sword pointed, the demon soldiers trembled with fear.

Gonggong stood beside him, his body swirling with the essence of innate Ren water, and beneath his feet stood a ten-thousand-foot-long water dragon—this was his trump card, his innate divine power, and he was willing to pay any price for today's decisive battle.

"Fight!" Dijiang roared.

"Kill!" Di Jun swung his sword.

"boom--!!!"

Two supreme killing formations from the primordial era collided with a deafening roar!

The Zhou Tian Star Array was activated, and billions of stars fell like rain, each containing destructive power enough to kill a Grand Luo Immortal!

Where the stars passed, space shattered and time became disordered, as if to erase the entire northern foothills of Buzhou Mountain from the primordial map!

Within the Divine Fiend Formation, the phantom of Pangu roared to the sky and cleaved out with an axe!

This axe strike was devoid of any frills, possessing only pure, ultimate "force"! Wherever the axe light passed, countless stars shattered like bubbles, forcefully carving a blood-red path through the sea of ​​stars!

In the first round of attacks, both sides suffered heavy casualties.

On the demon race's side, 17 out of 365 main star generals perished, and over 100 million auxiliary star soldiers were killed or wounded.

On the Wu tribe's side, three Wu tribe tribes were razed to the ground by the aftershocks of the star, and the remains of a million Wu tribe warriors were nowhere to be found.

But the war has only just begun.

"Change formation!" Di Jun roared. "The galaxy flows, all laws return to their origin!"

The second transformation of the Zhou Tian Star Array has begun!

Billions of stars no longer fell randomly, but transformed into a dazzling galaxy that stretched across the heavens and the earth. The galaxy rotated, generating a terrifying suction force that tried to pull the phantom of Pangu into the sea of ​​stars to refine it!

"Hmph!" Di Jiang sneered, "Unifying Heaven and Earth, its power can break all laws!"

The phantom of Pangu clasped his hands together, and a phantom of a giant axe that could cleave the heavens and the earth condensed in the void—though it was not even one ten-thousandth the size of Pangu's axe, its will to cut through everything made the entire prehistoric world tremble!

The second axe strike landed!

"Snap—!!!"

The Milky Way was cleaved in two! Countless stars exploded, and the demon race's great formation was damaged once again!

But just as the phantom of Pangu unleashed its second axe strike, Lu Chen crouched atop a certain peak of Buzhou Mountain and narrowed his eyes.

"It's almost time."

He held a yellowish-brown talisman in his hand—a law interference talisman, made from the hair of Zhurong and the sweat of Gonggong.

A gentle flick.

The talisman transformed into an invisible wave, silently merging into the battlefield and precisely affixing itself to the back of Zhu Rong and Gong Gong's necks—the two were completely focused on maintaining the great formation and were utterly unaware of it.

next second.

"Huh?!" Zhu Rong's expression suddenly changed.

He felt the flow of the fire element within his body suddenly become three-tenths sluggish!

Although it may not be much, in a formation like the Dutian Shensha Formation that requires absolute balance, even the slightest stagnation is a fatal flaw!

Almost simultaneously, Gonggong also let out a muffled groan, and the water dragon beneath his feet trembled.

The solidity of the Pangu phantom instantly dropped from 60% to 50%!

"What's going on?!" Dijiang exclaimed in shock and anger.

But the demon race will not give them a chance to adjust.

"Now!" A ruthless glint flashed in Di Jun's eyes. "Zhou Tian Xing Dou—Yin and Yang Reversed, Chaos Returns to Nothingness!"

He burned his life essence and forcefully activated the third transformation of the great formation!

This is a forbidden killing move of the Zhou Tian Star Array. Once it is used, the person who sets up the array will also suffer a backlash, but its power is enough to severely injure any being below the level of a saint!

The Milky Way reversed, transforming into a chaotic vortex that devoured heaven and earth!

At the center of the vortex, a point of extreme darkness emerged, a simulation of the chaotic void before the creation of the world, capable of annihilating all laws!

The phantom of Pangu was tightly sucked into the vortex, and its body began to disintegrate!

"Hold on!" Dijiang roared, and the remaining Ancestral Witches frantically burned their essence blood.

However, with the laws out of balance, the great formation is on the verge of collapse.

The witch clan was on the verge of total annihilation—

"Tsk, it's my turn." Lu Chen dusted off his hands and stood up from the mountaintop.

He first activated the Morning Bell and the Yin Origin, simulating a trace of the power of the sun and the moon, and precisely injected it into the Yin-Yang array eye of the Zhou Tian Star Array.

Then, the Buddhist salvation seal left by Jieyin and Zhunti was activated.

Double interference!

"Buzz—!!!"

The Zhou Tian Star Array trembled violently!

The galactic vortex suddenly stalled, its devouring power decreasing by 30%!

Di Jun spat out a mouthful of golden blood: "The formation... has been interfered with?!"

Taiyi was even more horrified to discover that the Chaos Bell replica in his hand had begun to vibrate uncontrollably in the opposite direction, backfiring on him!

"Now! Break through the formation!" Although Dijiang didn't know what had happened, the opportunity was fleeting!

The phantom of Pangu gathered its last strength and unleashed its third axe strike!

This axe strike landed on the weakest point of the Zhou Tian Star Array—the virtual eye of the Sun Star!

"BOOM—!!!"

A deafening roar, like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart!

Of the 365 main star array flags, 108 were instantly shattered!

The Zhou Tian Star Formation is broken!

The demon army suffered heavy casualties, with hundreds of millions of demon soldiers falling like rain.

"Retreat! Retreat now!" Di Jun's eyes were bloodshot, but he had no choice but to give the order to retreat.

Although the Wu tribe also suffered heavy casualties, their morale was high, and they were about to give chase—

That's enough.

A detached voice rang out from the heavens.

Purple clouds rose from the east for 30,000 miles, and the phantom of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun descended.

"The war between the Lich King and the Demon King ends here." The Dao Ancestor's gaze swept across the battlefield. "No war shall be waged again for a thousand years. Those who violate this rule shall be punished by Heaven."

No one dares to disobey the decrees of the sage.

Di Jun gritted his teeth and led his remaining troops back to the Heavenly Court.

Although the Wu tribe was unwilling, they had no choice but to cease hostilities.

The first Lich War ended in mutual destruction.

But what no one noticed was—

At the heart of the battlefield, the illusory figure of Pangu, on the verge of dissipation, flashed a barely perceptible golden light in its eyes at the last moment.

That was a fragment of the "Pangu Creation Mark" that Lu Chen had secretly recorded using the Hetu Luoshu. Although it was only one in a billion, it was priceless to him.

What no one noticed was—

The demon-slaying sword in Zhu Rong's hand has been quietly covered with cracks inside.

At the hilt of the Demon-Slaying Blade in Di Jun's hand, three drops of vengeful blood from the Chaos Demon God were slowly seeping into his palm.

Lu Chen squatted on the mountaintop, watching the slowly dissipating smoke, and grinned:

"The seeds have been planted; now... we just have to wait for them to blossom and bear fruit."

He turned around and vanished using the brick magic.

Meanwhile, at this moment, in the Western Spirit Mountain.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at the gradually dissipating Buddhist salvation seal in their palms and exchanged bitter smiles.

"It seems like we've been used as pawns by that kid."

"And after using it, he even broke the gun."

The two sighed, but there was nothing they could do.

On the vast chessboard of antiquity, the seemingly insignificant sixth brother has quietly placed the most crucial piece.

A thousand-year truce?

For some people, that's enough to do a lot.