Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I pioneered a divine kingdom of faith.

Chapter 80: The Final Battle Against the Lich!

"Your established lineage currently has no disciples, this won't do," Nuwa said slowly, looking at Di Fang.

Di Fang nodded as well.

The Emperor's path to sainthood is through preaching and establishing a religion!

The Emperor has preached, but he hasn't taken on any disciples yet. This is the crucial point: establishing a religion means taking on disciples.

Just like Lao Tzu, he had to at least take on one direct disciple and some nominal disciples, just to appease the Heavenly Dao.

Otherwise, it would be lying to the will of Heaven, and in the end, it would be the Emperor himself who would suffer.

The Imperial Court is also about to start taking on apprentices.

……

Buzhou Mountain!

Eleven Ancestral Witches gathered together, and the wind and clouds in the sky surged, with the aura of calamity permeating the heavens and earth.

Di Jun and Tai Yi were also leading the demon race in preparations for the final battle, a battle that would determine the position of the overlord of heaven and earth.

The good news is that the twelve Ancestral Witches are not all present; only eleven remain. The most threatening formation, the Great Formation of the Heavenly Gods and Demons, is completely beyond the reach of the twelve Ancestral Witches.

The bad news is that there are still eleven Ancestral Witches, all of whom are formidable opponents at the peak of Quasi-Saint level. Taking them down will not be an easy task.

However, both the Lich and Demon races now understand that the relationship between them is one of life and death, and peaceful coexistence is practically impossible.

"Woo~~~~~" The ancient horn sounded throughout the heavens and earth.

The war horns of the Wu tribe have sounded.

A chilling aura permeated the heavens and earth, and countless members of the Wu tribe gathered together. Eleven Ancestral Witches, Great Witches, Xing Tian, ​​Kua Fu, Hou Yi, and others were ready.

"kill!!"

The eleven Ancestral Witches took the lead, and after arranging for the women and children of the Witch Clan, they directly led the main force of the Witch Clan to attack the Thirty-Sixth Heaven.

"kill!"

Di Jun's eyes flickered and disappeared, with endless star rivers flowing within them. Between the birth and death of realms, ancient stars trembled and resonated with each other.

The Great Array of Celestial Stars!

The eleven Ancestral Witches stormed directly up to the Great Luo Heaven, the place where Di Jun and Tai Yi resided.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Di Jun looked at Di Jiang and said in a deep voice, his karma generating a twisted scarlet divine light.

"Di Jun, let's settle our score today with a single battle!!" Di Jiang said to Di Jun in a deep voice.

Taiyi's gaze was icy, like a celestial blade, cleaving the heavens and earth in its wake.

The Chaos Bell rang.

The bells of destruction toll, unleashing a devastating attack that will annihilate the entire universe!

clang!

Zhu Rong unleashed terrifying power, and the boundless Southern Bright Fire merged into Zhu Rong's body, with divine runes of the Great Dao appearing, intertwining and fading.

"Kill!!" Taiyi looked at Zhurong. The two were old rivals, and with the help of the Chaos Bell, Taiyi was not at a disadvantage at all.

"I'll come too." The Great Dao patterns appeared on Gonggong's body, and he also brought boundless Weak Water to suppress Taiyi.

Taiyi's long golden hair danced in the air, and the sun, moon, and stars vanished around him. One great sun after another appeared behind Taiyi.

The true fire of the sun is no less powerful than the fire of the Southern Brightness.

"Annihilate the Three Thousand Realms!!" Taiyi roared, his long golden hair flying and intertwining with illusions and destruction, and the bell rang out, a mournful doomsday bell.

Heaven and earth began to crumble.

Despite the cracks appearing on Gonggong and Zhurong's bodies, they continued their fearless charge towards Taiyi.

The Thirty-Six Heavens were stained red with blood.

Countless witches and demons perished here.

The entire primordial world turned crimson, and the murderous aura of the great calamity permeated the primordial world.

Some primordial creatures with weak minds were affected by the calamity and began to kill each other.

Although there was no Dark Turmoil in the Primordial World, there was a Great Calamity that was even more terrifying than the Dark Turmoil.

The thirty-sixth heaven.

With the Hetu and Luoshu above his head, Di Jun attacked Di Jiang.

Dijiang looked at Dijun without caring at all and went straight to fight him. Space was shattered and changed, and Dijiang's body appeared in countless spaces.

"Kill!!" The Hetu Luoshu above Di Jun's head shone with a magnificent light.

Endless mountains and rivers evolved and intertwined, eventually giving rise to a primordial world that directly suppressed Dijiang.

"You're no good!!" Di Jiang said in a deep voice, bracing himself against the primordial world as he walked towards Di Jun. His physical body was terrifying to the extreme; only a supreme innate treasure could break through the true body of the Ancestral Witch.

"Kill." Di Jun looked at Di Jun with cold eyes. An endless sun rose up, burning the heavens and earth. The golden sun fire burned fiercely.

Neither side had a way out; they could only continue fighting here.

"Elder brother, be careful!" Zhu Jiuyin's voice rang out.

He saw a glimpse of the future.

Dijiang was pierced through the true form of the Ancestral Witch by Dijun with an unparalleled weapon.

"Too late." Di Jun's eyes flashed with a fierce light, unleashing boundless killing intent.

A deadly weapon appeared in Di Jun's hand.

"Kill!" Di Jun, wielding the Witch-Slaying Sword, pierced directly through Di Jiang's body.

Dijiang stared at his pierced body, it felt so unreal. Countless wronged souls howled in anger, assaulting Dijiang's very life!

Pure-blooded witches do not possess a primordial spirit, but only a true destiny.

Although Dijiang's true destiny was combined with his martial will, he ultimately could not escape the impact of the hundreds of billions of wronged human souls.

"Die!" A fierce light flashed in Di Jiang's eyes. Ignoring the fact that his body had been pierced, he shattered endless space and time with a single punch, directly turning Di Jun into a bloody mist.

Meanwhile, Dijiang stood still, with the most ferocious weapon in the primordial world perched on his chest.

The Witch-Slaying Sword!

Click!

Dijiang's destiny was shattered, and his martial will dissipated.

Dijiang has fallen!

Di Jun reformed his form, while Di Jiang's body plummeted straight down from the Thirty-Sixth Heaven.

"Elder brother!" The grief-stricken voices of the ancestral witches resounded throughout heaven and earth.

Chaos Island.

Di Fang opened his eyes and looked towards Buzhou Mountain. Di Jiang had fallen.

This was within the Emperor's expectations, after all, the weakness of the Witch Clan lies in this: although their true destiny is combined with their martial will, their physical body is very powerful.

However, its shortcomings are also very obvious; its true nature is extremely weak.

Even the true form of the Ancestral Witch is extremely fragile in the face of a weapon as fierce as the Slaughtering Witch Sword. It would be strange if Dijiang could withstand the onslaught of hundreds of billions of vengeful souls.

"The first one." Di Jun's hoarse voice rang out as he looked at the remaining ten Ancestral Witches.

"Di Jun, I want you dead!" Zhu Jiuyin attacked Di Jun directly.

The death of Dijiang filled the entire Wu tribe with grief and indignation.

Similarly, Di Jiang's corpse, which had fallen from the Thirty-Sixth Heaven, was enveloped in a thick cloud of mysterious light and sent back to the Underworld.

The other saints merely watched this scene, though they were somewhat envious of the Ancestral Witch's true form, which would be extremely powerful if used to forge weapons or puppets.

But that would undoubtedly offend Pingxin, the Lord of the Underworld.

Therefore, Pingxin was able to retrieve Dijiang's body without any hindrance.

"Zhu Jiuyin, your opponent is me." Fuxi stood in front of Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin stared at Fuxi with bloodshot eyes. At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin didn't care about anything else. He didn't care whether Fuxi was the brother of a sage or not. He was bloodthirsty.

No one cares what Fuxi's true identity is anymore.

"Kill!" Time flew by, the Great Dao intertwined, and a chaotic spear of time appeared in Zhu Jiuyin's hand.

(End of this chapter)