Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 219 The Five Banners Suppress Heaven and Earth

Tianhuo Mountain is located next to Hengshan Mountain in the south. Its peaks are filled with celestial fire, and it is the site of the Zhurong tribe. However, today, the place has an added sense of solemnity and death.

Beneath the Heavenly Volcano, the Zifu Heavenly Army and the Zhurong Tribe of the Wu Clan stood in opposition. The armies of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans surrounded the Zhurong Tribe, leaving only the southern entrance leading to the central Buzhou Mountain.

"Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch, it's been a long time. How have you been?" As the representative of the Purple Mansion this time, Yuan Jin stepped forward and began to talk to Zhurong.

Zhu Rong laughed heartily, leaning on the Heavenly Fire Banner, his red spirit armor gleaming brightly.

"Yuan Jin, my wife, I, Zhu Rong, have been fighting with your Phoenix Clan for tens of thousands of years. You have always avoided war and dared not fight me, but today you are barking wildly here."

"Did the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan give you the audacity to come here? When has the Phoenix Clan ever needed the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan to embolden them? It's utterly laughable!"

Yuan Jin wasn't angry at these words. He calmly replied, "Who said that the Ancestral Witch Zhurong only had brute strength and no brains? Seeing this today, I can see that you're quite skilled at using provocation and sowing discord, haha!"

"Now the dragon, phoenix, and qilin all serve under the Eastern Emperor. The Purple Palace came first, then the three races. So why should we distinguish between each other?"

"Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch, has no use against us. Let's not make a fool of ourselves with that, haha!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong was furious and tightened his grip on the Heavenly Fire Banner.

Zhu Rong has never liked to use his brain, and today he finally did, only to be ridiculed like this. It's really infuriating.

In an instant, he waved the Heavenly Fire Banner, and the Ancestral Witch's true form traversed the mountain range. The pressure of a mid-stage Quasi-Saint descended from above, directly approaching the Purple Mansion Heavenly Army.

"Hmph, I, Zhurong, disdain such tricks. If you want war, then let's fight! No need for words! Today, let's settle this once and for all!"

"Men, form ranks!"

As Zhu Rong finished speaking, the Wu tribe, which covered the entire mountainside, quickly gathered and released their true power, constructing one great array after another.

Upon seeing this, Yamashita Genjin and the others immediately realized that this formation was extraordinary. The formation was actually connected to the Tianhuo Mountain, and with the help of the earth's turbid energy, a continuous stream of fiery energy was attached to the formation.

At this moment, the heavenly fire mixed with the earthly fire, churning and surging within the great formation, its powerful aura soaring into the sky, seemingly attempting to boil the sea.

Zhu Rong stood at the center of the great formation, which was also the very center of the Tianhuo Mountain Range, absorbing the power from the earth and the power of many Wu tribes.

This is a simple formation utilizing the terrain, yet it incorporates the principles of the Great Formation of the Capital, using the terrain and the magical power of numerous Wu tribesmen as its foundation to concentrate power on Zhu Rong's body.

This formation looks simple, but often the simplest formation is the hardest to break.

The two observers, Zhulong and Dilin, were greatly surprised and immediately realized that today's events were not simple.

The Wu Clan are the darlings of the earth. Standing on the earth, they receive a constant flow of power. Now, with the help of the great formation and the combined power of the Heavenly Fire Mountain, they are simply terrifying.

They had no doubt that Zhu Rong at this time possessed the strength of a late-stage Quasi-Saint, or even stronger. The two observed the formation and pondered for a long time, but still had no plan to break it.

"Are we going to break through the formation by brute force?"

Breaking the formation by force is not impossible; it is the simplest and most effective method, but it also results in the greatest casualties, and there is no guarantee that the formation will be broken!

"Elder Yuan Jin, do you have a way to break the formation?"

Yuan Jin thought for a moment and said, "I have never heard of this formation before, nor have I seen them use it in previous battles. If it is only earth fire and heaven fire, then it is not something to be afraid of. My Phoenix Clan has its own way of dealing with it."

"But now the witch clan communicates with the earth using witch power and draws on the power of the terrain. Their strength is unknown, and I have no good strategy to break the formation."

Unable to devise a strategy to break the enemy's formation, the three could only halt their final assault and slowly consider how to defeat them.

"Haha, you bunch of mudskippers and worthless birds, why don't you hurry up and join the fray to fight me to the death!"

Seeing that the three tribes were too frightened to enter the formation, Zhu Rong became arrogant again, after all, he had been under a lot of pressure before.

"To be old and not die is to be a thief." The three races have a long history, and who knows what powerful methods they might possess. But upon seeing them today, they found that they were nothing special, too frightened by his grand formation to dare to enter.

Zhulong snorted coldly and prepared to charge into the formation to test its effectiveness. After all, he was also a mid-stage Quasi-Saint, so why should he be afraid of Zhurong?

Could Zhu Rong possibly kill him instantly?

Zhulong wielded the Purple Lightning Divine Spear, with boundless divine power of thunder gathering on its shaft. With a single swing, he cleaved through the sky and charged into the formation.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Rong, standing in the formation, sneered, "Overestimating yourself!"

His true form trembled, and with the help of the great formation, the power of heavenly fire burst forth. With a single punch, heaven and earth were overturned, and boundless power pressed down.

A punch slammed straight into the Candle Dragon Purple Lightning Spear, bending the spear and sending the Candle Dragon flying.

Mid-stage Quasi-Saint versus Mid-stage Quasi-Saint, a single punch decides the victor!

The dragon was taken by the Emperor Lin, who then coughed up a mouthful of dragon blood before calming down.

"That old red-haired guy's punch was really powerful."

"Everyone be careful. With the help of the great formation, this old thing's strength is between the late stage and peak of Quasi-Saint. We must not be reckless."

Their hearts sank. Could it be that even with the combined strength of the three clans, they couldn't defeat Zhu Rong and would have to ask the Purple Mansion and His Majesty for help?

If this gets out, where will their three clans put their faces?

Yuan Jin stomped his golden staff hard and said, "If that doesn't work, we'll force our way through! Our Phoenix Clan can set up the Heavenly Phoenix Nirvana Formation, gathering the five kinds of Phoenix Flames to rival Zhu Rong's Heavenly Fire. I refuse to believe that after we slaughter this group of Witch Clan members, what will Zhu Rong use to set up his formation!"

"My Qilin clan can also deploy the Qilin Sky-Treading Formation. This formation isn't strong offensively, but its defense is unparalleled!"

"Our dragon race can deploy the Ten Thousand Dragons Formation, gathering the power of the four seas to launch an unparalleled attack!"

Yuan Jin said in a deep voice, "In that case, we shall face each other with our formations. We can no longer worry about casualties at this point. The reputation of our three clans and our future standing in the Purple Mansion will depend on this battle!"

Zhulong and Dilin nodded slowly. If the three clans joined forces and still failed to defeat the Zhurong tribe in the south, then when Zifu conquered the world, the fortune and merit they could share would be very little.

So how can they resolve the immense karma they bear?

The three quickly assembled their army, formed a large formation, and prepared to fight to the death.

Just as Zhulong and the others were preparing to fight the formation regardless of casualties, a voice echoed in their minds: "The key to this formation lies in Tianhuo Mountain and Zhurong. Breaking this formation is also simple: sever the earth's energy in this area, and then lure out Zhurong!"

"Yuan Feng?" Zhu Long and Di Lin exclaimed in surprise.

Yuan Jin, standing to the side, asked, "Clan leader, how do we sever the power of the earth's veins? The Tianhuo Mountain range stretches for hundreds of millions of miles and is connected to the Hengshan Mountain range. How easy is it to sever the mountain range?"

The one who transmitted the message was none other than Phoenix Ancestor Yuan Feng!

"Only the Five Banners of the Primordial Chaos can isolate this mountain range, and the Five Banners are in the hands of Donghua. You can contact him!"

After saying this, Yuan Feng disappeared.

"What should we do? Should we ask His Majesty for help?" Di Lin asked first, because his relationship with Donghua was not very close, and they had only met a few times. He was not familiar with Donghua's temperament and found it difficult to make a decision.

Zhulong pondered for a moment and said, "Since there is a more efficient and simpler method, I still think it's worth using. Let me explain the situation to Your Majesty."

Yuan Jin nodded in agreement, but said, "I will handle the matter of seeking His Majesty's help. After all, I am in charge of this operation, not you. I will take responsibility for anything that happens."

"You don't need to say anything more, it's settled then."

Seeing that the two were about to say something, Yuan Jin interrupted them directly and firmly stated her answer.

Just as Yuan Jin was about to send a message to Dong Hua, the River of Time suddenly opened, and five flags emerged from it—the Five Primordial Flags.

With the arrival of the Five Banners, another saying spread:

"Quickly conquer the south and hunt down the witch court at Buzhou!"

The men received the five flags, bowed respectfully, and said, "Your subjects obey the decree!"

The river of time then closed, and Donghua's presence was nowhere to be seen.

Zhulong sighed and said, "Your Majesty's strength is truly extraordinary, beyond our comprehension. Time flows as it pleases, and with a single thought, the world knows!"

"To think that I, Zhulong, was once of the same generation as Your Majesty, and even led the dragon clan to attack Your Majesty, it truly makes one sigh with regret!"

Yuan Jin rolled her eyes at Zhulong and said directly, "Alright, stop lamenting. I'm the oldest and least powerful here, still just a quasi-saint in terms of magical power. What's there to say?"

Zhulong chuckled lightly, then said apologetically, "Elder Yuanjin is a man of high moral character and prestige. Even during the Longhan era, his reputation resounded throughout the three races. How could we possibly compare? Please don't say such things. I am ashamed, truly ashamed!"

Di Lin laughed and said, "Alright, let's save the compliments for after the battle. The first thing we need to do now is break the great formation and reclaim the south."

The group nodded and quickly formed a battle formation. Yuan Jin held the Flaming Light Flag, Zhu Long held the Profound Origin Water Control Flag, Di Lin held the Apricot Yellow Flag, Tian Long held the Azure Lotus Treasure Flag, and the Qingluan Clan Chief held the Plain Cloud Realm Flag.

The five people exerted their strength at the same time, and the five flags were unfurled, covering the sky and the sun, sealing off the heavens and the earth with the Five Elements Great Dao.

As the five people channeled their magical power, the Five Banners vanished into the five directions of heaven and earth, quickly isolating the aura of this area. The speed was so fast that Zhu Rong had no time to react.

By the time Zhu Rong realized what was happening, the earthly evil energy of the Tianhuo Mountains had already stopped flowing, leaving only the power gathered by the Wu tribe.

His grand formation has been basically broken!

But it makes sense. The combined Five Banners are comparable to a supreme innate treasure, capable of sealing even the Chaos Bell, let alone a mountain range!

Zhulong laughed loudly, "Zhurong, you brat, come and meet your death!"

After saying this, he charged into the formation with his gun. At the same time, the Dragon Clan set up the Ten Thousand Dragons Formation, mobilizing the power of the four seas, and began to charge into the formation.

Not to be outdone, the Phoenix Clan's five clan leaders, including Qingluan, quickly formed a battle array. As soon as the Heavenly Phoenix Nirvana Array was activated, the Phoenix True Fire swept across the sky. The raging True Fire collided with the Heavenly Fire, creating a world of fire.

Three thousand Qilin ascended to the sky, revealing their true forms. They ran along the trajectory of the great formation in the sky and quickly summoned a Qilin phantom.

"The First Qilin?"

Hidden in the space, Donghua Shanshi Yuanyang exclaimed in surprise. He hadn't expected the Qilin Clan to have this trick up their sleeve, because he could sense that the Qilin phantom had the strength of a late-stage Quasi-Saint.

"As expected, these three races all possess some clan-protecting abilities; otherwise, after the war between the three races ended, they would have been divided up by the myriad races long ago, and they wouldn't have lived to see this day."

As the three formations clashed with Zhu Rong's formation, Zhu Rong's formation was completely broken in just a few rounds.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Rong was enraged. With a roar, he charged forward wielding the Heavenly Fire Banner. Endless earthly evil energy transformed into the power of heavenly fire, and the power of the fire law entangled the true body of the Ancestral Witch. He then punched the phantom of the Qilin in the sky.

That punch was truly unparalleled!

The phantom of the Qilin soared into the sky, its four legs stomping down as if a world were being suppressed, giving people the feeling that the sky had collapsed, as if this was the ultimate force.

"Amazing, amazing! No wonder it's the Primordial Qilin, capable of creating the great divine power of subduing dragons and tigers! Truly amazing!"

Donghua was amazed when he saw the attack from the phantom of the Qilin.

"boom!"

The punch that shot into the sky clashed with the phantom of the Qilin, and the two were evenly matched.

Zhu Rong roared, "Break!"

Then the Great Dao of Fire was activated, and the ultimate power of the rules transformed into a fist, which was thrown out once again.

This time, the Qilin phantom was overwhelmed and scattered!

But before Zhu Rong could rejoice, Zhu Long, Di Lin, Yuan Jin, Qing Luan, and Hong Hu had already arrived, each wielding a magical treasure and possessing various supernatural abilities.

Zhulong transformed into its true form, and as its vertical pupils closed, the laws of time rippled outwards, constantly interfering with Zhurong, preventing him from unleashing only half of his full power.

Sometimes, if you're not careful, the power of time can erode tens of thousands of years of your cultivation, which is truly disgusting.

At this moment, Zhu Rong realized just how disgusting his second brother, Zhu Jiuyin, truly was.

Led by other great shamans, the Wu tribe charged into the battle and clashed with the three tribes.

However, the moment the witch clan's great formation was broken, it became an unequal battle, a one-sided massacre.

Because the three races, with the help of the great formation, are far stronger than the Wu race, who have lost the great formation.

Zhu Rong saw this and was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. He was fighting five people by himself, and that was the most he could muster.

Keep in mind that the opposing team consists of a mid-stage Quasi-Saint who is proficient in the Great Dao of Time, and an early-stage Quasi-Saint with unparalleled defense.

Although the three Phoenix Clan members were quasi-saints in terms of magical power, their true fires were interconnected and could be superimposed, making their strength no weaker than that of a true quasi-saint, and perhaps even stronger. This was because each of the three Phoenix Clan members wielded a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, making them extremely powerful.

What could he do? He was desperate too!

At this moment, a duel on the battlefield caught Donghua's attention: the battle between Changqin and the Dragon Clan's Heavenly Dragon Ancestor.

Donghua could see that Changqin was still at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm and had not yet broken into the ranks of Quasi-Saints, yet he was still able to fight against the Heavenly Dragon Ancestor, who possessed the power of a Quasi-Saint.

Although it was always a passive defense, it was still quite remarkable. A Great Luo is a Great Luo, and a Quasi-Saint is a Quasi-Saint. Not everyone is Nuwa, capable of fighting beyond their level.

The fierce fighting continued!

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(End of this chapter)