Chapter 40: Second War of Liches! The End

"Emperor Jiang!"

The roar of Emperor Jun filled with anger came from the star scroll that was split in half.

At the same time, the two halves of the star scroll turned into billions of starlights and recovered as before. Instantly, billions of dazzling starlights burst out.

The axe of 'Pangu' just now naturally did not really split the Zhoutian Star Array in half. As one of the top formations in the prehistoric world.

The Zhoutian Star Array is naturally not so fragile.

If you want to crack the Zhoutian Star Array in the outside world without entering the Zhoutian Star Array, the difficulty will definitely be thousands of times higher.

But this Zhoutian Star Array is not a defensive formation after all, but a trapping formation and a killing formation.

It's okay to face ordinary enemies, but the real body of 'Pangu' summoned by the twelve ancestors of witches, this level...

Facing billions of dazzling starlights, 'Pangu' just casually raised his right hand, and the 'Pangu Axe' directly blocked billions of dazzling starlights.

The 'Pangu Axe' was instantly crushed and dissipated by the brilliant starlight, but the sound of Di Jiang's laughter came from 'Pangu'.

"Haha, no need to be so polite to see us off!"

Before the voice fell, 'Pangu' took three or two steps and had already directly left the Honghuang Heavenly Court and the Zhoutian Star Array.

He caught up with the millions of Wu clans, casually scooped them all up, and then laughed and walked away quickly.

"Asshole!"

In the Zhoutian Star Array, Di Jun looked at the six layers of heaven polluted by endless evil spirits with a gloomy face.

Not to mention how much loss there was in the breached six layers of heaven, just to say that this pure evil spirit has begun to penetrate between heaven and earth.

Even if the demon clan wants to remove one layer, it will take at least a million years to wipe it out.

The sixth layer will take at least six million years to wipe it out and re-enter.

There are thirty-six layers of heaven, and the sixth layer is one-sixth of the area.

This loss...

Even he himself couldn't say whether they won or lost this battle. If they won, they not only lost a lot of demons.

Even several Daluo demon gods died, and the sixth heaven was polluted by evil spirits.

But if they lost, the witches retreated and fled, and the loss this time was much more serious than theirs.

After all, the witches' reproductive ability is well-known in the prehistoric world.

"Cunning bastard!"

Emperor Jun looked at the back of the distant 'Pangu', cursed in a low voice, turned around and declared the 'victory' of the war.

...

In the prehistoric world, facing the outcome of the witch-lich war that was a loss for both sides, there was still a great surprise.

After all, they still saw the crushing battle of the witches against the demons a million years ago.

If it weren't for the intervention of Daozu Hongjun, the demons would definitely be truly extinct in that battle.

But in just a million years...the demons can actually fight the witches to a loss.

Although the ‘Pangu’ a million years ago was ‘vulnerable’ in front of Hongjun, he was the first saint in the world.

Isn’t it normal to be vulnerable?

As for the power, even if they just watched from afar, they could feel the genuine strength.

What Daluo Jinxian, what Quasi-Sage, in front of that ‘Pangu’, it was just an axe.

But the demon clan resisted!

Thinking of the formation method used by the demon clan to resist the witch clan.

Many great powers in the prehistoric world had some thoughts in their hearts.

…

“Pangu? Is this worthy of being called Pangu’s true body?”

The second time he saw the ‘Pangu’ summoned by the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons of the Witch Clan, Ao Changsheng still felt funny in his heart.

The first time he summoned it was better. Ao Changsheng could at least feel the sporadic will of Pangu from that ‘Pangu’.

Especially the blow between Hongjun and ‘Pangu’.

But this time...

It was completely left with only an empty shell of the powerful body.

"These ancient witches don't understand what the real Pangu power is!" Ao Changsheng thought of the 'Pangu power' he had seen on Gonggong.

That kind of extremely mysterious scene.

Even now, it still appears in his mind from time to time.

Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly. He didn't have much to say about the witch clan. It was just a race that was destined to decline.

The only thing that made Ao Changsheng pay a little attention was Hou Tu, the ancestor witch who would open up reincarnation in the future.

Thinking of reincarnation, Ao Changsheng felt a little curious in his heart.

After all, in his inner world, the reincarnation he experienced and realized was the reincarnation of the world, the reincarnation of matter, energy, and life and death.

It was not the place where the soul was reincarnated as the legend in the prehistoric times said. Ao Changsheng was still very curious about this.

However, Ao Changsheng was not in a hurry. Hou Tu would open the reincarnation at least after the witch and demon calamity was halfway through.

At that time, the six saints in the prehistoric world had already achieved enlightenment.

Besides...

With him, it is not certain whether Hou Tu will be able to open up reincarnation!

It is not that Ao Changsheng is preparing to make trouble.

It is just... a big man like him is here, even if he is in seclusion all day.

It must have a significant impact on the prehistoric world.

"Let me see, let me see how big a storm I can stir up in the prehistoric world with my butterfly wings flapping slightly."

Watching the prehistoric world rise and fall is the only pleasure for Ao Changsheng to kill time after his seclusion!

Ao Changsheng, with some expectation in his heart, closed his eyes again and began to practice in seclusion.

…

"Is it over?"

On the Taiyin Star, feeling that the Great Zhoutian Star Array had stopped in the prehistoric world, Nuwa also stopped operating the Taiyin Star.

Looking far away in the direction of the prehistoric world, Nuwa's eyes were a little confused.

To be honest, Nuwa actually had no feelings for the demon clan.

At the beginning, she joined the demon clan only because Fuxi wanted to join the demon clan, and she also couldn't stand the witch clan hunting creatures, so she joined together.

And later, he gradually liked the feeling of the demon clan where all races of creatures lived in peace.

But...

Nuwa is still very confused about the bloody massacre a thousand years ago.

Looking back on the anger and murderous intent at that time, Nuwa suddenly felt that she didn't seem to be really that angry.

After all, it sounds like the killing started by the witch clan is very terrifying.

Billions of lives were slaughtered, and the blood flowed, almost dyeing the land of prehistoric times red, but... Nuwa recalled now.

The reason why those billions of lives were slaughtered was because they joined the demon clan.

And the demon clan had the potential to threaten the witch clan.

For a congenital saint like Nuwa, the witch clan's methods were a bit cruel.

But it was normal to eliminate potential enemies in advance.

Besides.

Even if there were no witch clan to hunt these billions of lives, how many would survive after a million years.

In the prehistoric times, the cultivation of earth immortals, heavenly immortals, true immortals, and mysterious immortals... Only when they reached the realm of mysterious immortals could their lifespans reach a million years.

But even in the prehistoric times, cultivation was not the "right" of all lives, and there were definitely very few lives that could cultivate to the realm of mysterious immortals.

After a million years, the lives killed by the witch clan, except for the few real potential monsters in the heaven at that time.

The others could only produce a few golden immortals, and the others would eventually return to dust!

Especially in the past million years, he has been walking in the wilderness, helping the creatures of all races to recover their vitality, and it didn't even take a million years.

After only hundreds of thousands of years, the creatures of all races have almost recovered to the state before they were slaughtered.

Perhaps it is a bit unfair to those creatures slaughtered by the witches.

After all, they could have died of old age, or fought to death on their own, or even achieved Xuanxian, Jinxian, and continued to live.

But...

People's joys and sorrows are not connected!

Ordinary creatures and his innate sacred perception of Daluo are also not connected!

Feeling the slow progress of her cultivation over the past million years, Nuwa felt better than dealing with the affairs of the demon clan.

She now misses practicing in her own dojo more. When she has nothing to do, she comes out to see the magnificent wilderness, relaxes her mood, and then continues to practice.

That kind of day is her...

"Sister Nuwa...Sister Nuwa..."

The voice in her ear woke Nuwa up, turned her head and looked at Wangshu who was calling him, and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, sister Wangshu, I was lost in thought just now..."

"Lost in thought? Is sister Nuwa worried about the demon race?" Wangshu asked curiously.

"No, I was just thinking about some trivial things!" Nuwa shook her head gently, and then walked towards Changxi who was standing beside her.

Wangshu was a little unconvinced. He had called Nuwa several times just now but got no response. For a quasi-saint, this state was simply incredible.

But seeing that Nuwa had no intention of saying anything, she did not have the curiosity to find out the truth.

"Sister Changxi, thank you for your willingness to lend us the power of the Moon this time." Nuwa thanked softly.

"Otherwise, without the Moon, it would be difficult to exert the full power of the Zhoutian Xingdou formation."

"You demon race also paid! This is just a deal..." Changxi emphasized.

Nuwa chuckled, looked at the 'arrogant' Changxi and whispered: "Sister Changxi, are you really not going to accept the Emperor's proposal? He has been thinking about you all these years!"

"I said..." Changxi paused slightly, but shook his head and continued.

"As long as Dijun can catch that dragon clan Daluo in front of me, I will agree."

"That dragon clan Daluo..." Nuwa hesitated a little, thinking of the secrets about the East China Sea that Hongjun had told them privately.

But in the end he still didn't say it.

But in his heart, he mourned for Dijun a little. After all, if Changxi insisted on this condition, he could say that he had no hope of marrying Changxi.

"Maybe... I can go to that senior to ask for advice!" Such a thought suddenly came to Nuwa's mind.