Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

While Di Jun was gathering the demons, Di Jiang had already brought Qiang Liang and the others back, and they were currently in the Pangu Palace.

"The demonic aura at the South Heavenly Gate is dense; they are indeed about to wage war against our race!"

Dijiang's face was filled with anger, he was panting heavily, his chest heaving and his muscles twitching.

"Hmph, Di Jun can't even control his son, he beat Kuafu like that, and he still has the nerve to accuse others first."

Zhu Jiuyin also cultivated his primordial spirit, and at this moment he transformed into a red-haired man in black. Kuafu was his descendant, and his descendant was seriously injured and in a fit of anger.

"My physical body has already transformed into the Wheel of Reincarnation, and I cannot participate in the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. I need a Great Shaman to fill the gap. Brother, do you have anyone suitable?"

Houtu's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her voice was gentle, and she wore a yellow silk skirt. She appeared to be barefoot on the ground, but in reality, she was floating in the air.

Dijiang pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"Our clan lacks a primordial spirit, making cultivation difficult. Most of our clansmen are at the Great Luo realm, and as for Quasi-Saints, currently, besides us, only Jiu Feng is at that level."

Jiufeng is a special being in the Wu Clan. She was born with a primordial spirit and is Qiangliang's younger sister. Her strength and status are second only to the Ancestral Witches in the Wu Clan.

"Nine Phoenix originally planned to provide support, but since that's the case, I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Xu Qing with this matter. We don't yet know what Emperor Jun's backup plan is, so I need to stay on the sidelines and also open up the Underworld to leave myself a way out."

Houtu listened and nodded slightly. Jiufeng was indeed the only capable candidate. She then made some changes to her plans based on this matter.

"Alright, let's decide on this. There's no need to be so cautious. We've all greatly increased in strength, and Houtu has become a saint. The demon race is just throwing their lives away."

Zhu Rong, with red hair and yellow robes, had a fiery temper. Seeing that the discussion was over, he spoke impatiently.

There was no response; the Pangu Palace was silent as everyone prepared for the impending battle.

……

The demons were in an uproar, and the ghosts roamed the land. The clouds were filled with endless, overlapping demonic shadows, and the demonic aura was rampant, turning the entire sky a dark purple.

Emperor Jun walked at the very front, revealing his Dharma form. His height was immeasurable and his width immeasurable. He truly stood tall and upright, his upper body disappearing into the sky along with Mount Buzhou.

The golden-purple Dharma image, clad in a crown robe, exuded an imposing aura without anger, and its every move emanated a terrifying presence.

Dijiang and the others were already poised to act at Buzhou Mountain. The eleven Ancestral Witches and the Nine Phoenixes each occupied a different area, their divine souls and blood merging into one. The twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons were formed!

A crimson image of Pangu appeared, towering into the sky and controlled by Dijiang, standing in stark contrast to Dijun.

The aura of malevolence was terrifying, and the blood energy surged. Pangu was completely naked, holding the Heaven-Opening Axe. The blade of the axe carried unimaginable pressure, as if he was truly about to open another day.

The malevolent energy and the demonic energy, the vital energy and the divine fire, each held their own domain, thus dividing heaven and earth into two halves.

Houtu's beautiful eyes widened in surprise; this was the first time since she became a saint that she had felt a power capable of harming her.

The two sides were evenly matched in their auras, the sky and earth were silent, Emperor Jun's Dharma image moved slightly, and his words seemed to contain the laws of heaven.

"Dijiang! Your clan's Houyi killed nine of my sons, this is a family feud. The Wu clan has repeatedly invaded my Heavenly Court, causing my clan to suffer heavy casualties, this is a national grievance!"

"Family feuds and national hatreds combine, today..."

He paused, looked around, and squeezed out a few more words through gritted teeth.

"A fight to the death!"

As Di Jun spoke, the million demons behind him were forming ranks, remaining silent as Di Jun had requested, but their hatred did not diminish with their resentment.

The demon soldiers gripped their weapons so tightly that their hands bled, their resentment of countless years stuck in their chests, their anger hard to dispel, making them even more ruthless in the actual battle.

The phantom of Pangu gestured towards the image of Emperor Jun with its lip, as if spitting out a mouthful of saliva, and pointed at Emperor Jun with a single finger.

"You scruffy bird, if you want to fight, then fight! Stop with all this nonsense! If anyone doesn't win or die today, they're not a descendant of the Father God Pangu!"

Di Jun, enraged, laughed. The Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation he and the demons behind him had been completed. He revealed his true form: a three-legged golden crow like a blazing sun, surrounded by countless stars.

"Fine, let's fight then!"

His Dharma form merged with the aura of the Star Array, and with one hand clenched, endless fortune and the power of the stars converged, transforming into a long spear that shone brightly.

The divine spear, like a dragon, pierced straight towards Mount Buzhou!

Wherever it passed, the primordial space shattered completely, and chaotic energy seeped into the primordial world, causing heaven and earth to tremble and chaos to rotate, threatening to obliterate everything here.

Dijiang shouted, "Well done!"

The phantom of Pangu raised the Heaven-Opening Axe, and the ancestral witches in formation condensed their blood energy onto the axe, making the Heaven-Opening Axe completely solid.

Immediately afterwards, the twelve people used their primordial spirits to separate their bodies and condense the laws they had comprehended onto the axe blade.

Space, time, lightning, wind and rain...

The power of eleven laws converged, creating a myriad of colors, then transformed into chaos, and then into the five elements of yin and yang, earth, water, fire, and wind. The axe that opened up the heavens created another world!

Everything seemed slow but was actually fast; the Great Dao itself seemed to stagnate at the point where the spear that obliterated everything clashed with the axe that split the heavens and the earth.

There was no earth-shattering sound; everyone present lost consciousness in an instant.

With the touch of the spear tip and the axe blade, everything vanished. This space, or something that could no longer be called space, existed only in memory.

"Is there no emptiness or falsehood?"

Only Houtu still had the ability to move, and she looked at the core of the impact with a look of shock.

All things exist in space, space exists in heaven and earth, heaven and earth exist in chaos, and chaos also has substance, existing in the void without emptiness.

When emptiness is without emptiness, it is true nothingness; when emptiness is without emptiness, it is true void. There is nothing else, and the Great Dao does not exist.

This is a secret that Hongjun mentioned when he first preached at Zixiao Palace.

Simply put, if chaos is broken...

Finally, what appears is emptiness without falsehood, the most fundamental level that bears everything.

Emptiness without emptiness is complete emptiness, where nothing exists. Or rather, emptiness without emptiness itself does not exist; it is merely a name and a concept.

Even time and the Great Dao do not exist there. The axe blade and the spear tip are suspended in the void, and most of the energy is poured out into that layer.

In the perception of others, it was as if an eternal moment had passed, or as if the hard and soft had been attacked. Time and space were disordered, and everything ceased to exist!

Then, the energy gradually weakened.

The chaos that had been split open spread again, and people finally felt time. Then the shattered heaven and earth automatically repaired themselves, and people finally felt space.

Rumble~

After the vast majority of its energy was absorbed by the Void and Emptiness, the world was repaired, and the aftershocks of the battle spread, leveling an area of ​​100,000 li to the ground.

Fortunately, Nuwa from the Nuwa Palace intervened and saved Buzhou Mountain, which supports the sky, while Houtu intervened to save the Wu tribe members who were not in the formation.

The spear tip and the axe blade separated; the battle was over!

Emperor Jun's Dharma form became incredibly illusory, but Pangu's phantom image crumbled inch by inch. Under the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, everyone coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The demons' faces were ashen, and blood dripped from their mouths, but they were all greatly encouraged. When the great formations clashed, the Heavenly Court had the upper hand!

Di Jun's skin was cracked all over, and his fortune leaked out from the cracks, but it quickly recovered.

Become!

His face was pale but his eyes were burning with desire. Sure enough, the first battle was a victory, and the fortune of the Heavenly Court was strengthened by three points!