Honghuang: I, Huanglong, refine the heavens and do not join the Chan sect

Chapter 109 Lich War
East China Sea.

Huang Long gazed at the majestic Nine Heavens that suddenly appeared in the sky far away, with a trace of worry between his brows.

The emergence of the Nine Heavens not only symbolizes the rise of the Heavenly Court, but also means that the Immortal Court is gradually losing the favor of heaven and earth, and its era is about to end.

"The establishment of the Heavenly Court foreshadows the decline of the Immortal Court." Huang Long muttered to himself, with a sense of urgency in his heart, "I don't have much time left..."

With the establishment of the Heavenly Court and the decline of the Immortal Court, the situation in the prehistoric world will soon change from a three-way balance of power to a tit-for-tat between the demon clan and the witch clan.

For the Wu Clan, the emergence of the Nine Heavens is a blasphemy against Mount Buzhou, the Wu Clan, and the great god Pangu. They will certainly not tolerate this and will surely counterattack the Heavenly Palace next.

This will further deteriorate the relationship between the two races of wizards and liches, and eventually trigger a great catastrophe for wizards and liches!
If Huang Long wants to save more members of the Wu clan during the catastrophe, he should make preparations as soon as possible.

If conditions permit, he will try his best to save Tianyang. After all, he is one of the few fellow Taoists he has in the prehistoric world.

"The prehistoric world will become more and more chaotic. I wonder if Bai Mi has returned to Yunmeng Fairy Island..."

Huang Long shook his head and sighed, then stopped thinking about it. He looked at the sea water below which showed no abnormalities, and waited quietly for the opportunity to come.

Buzhou Mountain.

Gonggong had just destroyed a force in heaven and returned to Pangu Temple with a murderous look on his face.

But before he sat down, the towering Nine Heavens came into view. His eyes turned cold in an instant, and anger quickly grew in his heart.

"Demon clan, you deserve to die!"

Gonggong roared, his face turning ashen.

He felt an unprecedented provocation. Buzhou Mountain was the sacred place of the Wu Clan, but now the Nine Heavens was located above Buzhou Mountain. Wasn't this equivalent to riding on the head of the Wu Clan? How could he tolerate this?

He immediately activated the Great Way of Water, and the sea water began to surge. Endless angry waves gathered behind him and rushed towards the sky.

The other eleven ancestor witches in Pangu Temple also showed anger on their faces.

"You flat-haired beasts are so bold! How can the Father allow you to blaspheme?"

"This ancient world was created by Father God. Only my Wu clan is qualified to rule it. What is the Wu clan? What is the Heavenly Dao?!"

Hou Tu and others followed closely behind, leading the elite of the Wu clan straight into the sky.

The twelve ancient witches charged forward and led the way.

The evil energy rushed straight into the sky, and the turbid air covered the sun and the moon.

Inside the Sun Star, Emperor Jun’s deep gaze penetrated the endless void and sensed the unusual movement of Mount Buzhou.

He was not panicked by this, but instead showed calmness and confidence.

Ever since he calculated that the Ninth Heaven would be located on the top of Mount Buzhou, he had foreseen the current situation.

Emperor Jun was well aware of the importance of Mount Buzhou to the Wu Clan, and knew that they would never tolerate the Heavenly Court hanging over their holy land.

However, Emperor Jun had already planned for this.

He believed that as long as the strategy was appropriate, this conflict could become an opportunity for the demon race to rise.

If the demon clan can demonstrate its powerful strength in front of many powerful beings in the ancient times and successfully repel the attack of the witch clan, then the reputation of the demon clan will surely rise and become a powerful force in the ancient times.

"The Wu clan is nothing more than a group of barbarians."

Di Jun smiled contemptuously, turned around and said to the guests:
"Everyone, please wait for a moment, we will be back soon!"

Afterwards, Di Jun led the demon army, and with Donghuang Taiyi breaking through the void, they marched towards the Ninth Heaven in a mighty manner.

They have only one goal - to repel the witch clan in the face of so many powerful ancient beings!

Bai Mi looked at the demon army that was on high alert in the Ninth Heaven, as well as the strong evil spirit rising from below, and a trace of worry flashed in Bai Mi's eyes.

She had spent hundreds of years with Hou Tu, Xing Tian and other friends of the Wu clan in Buzhou Mountain.

He also established a deep friendship with Donghuang Taiyi, Bai Ze and other demon fellows on the Sun Star.

Now, both sides have people she cherishes, so she naturally sincerely hopes that the demon clan and the witch clan can coexist peacefully and avoid war.

What made Bai Mi even more worried was that once the demon clan and the witch clan went to war, Su Hao might be caught in a dilemma. This worry made her feel even more heavy-hearted.

Bai Ze noticed Bai Mi's worry. He stretched out a paw, gently patted Bai Mi's shoulder, and advised him kindly:

"Don't worry, everything has its destiny. If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up."

"The tall one is holding up..."

Bai Mi suddenly realized that her worries about these things seemed a bit redundant. This was something Su Hao should consider.

Thinking of this, she smiled with relief and decided not to worry too much.

Bai Mi turned her attention to the delicious food in front of her. While tasting the spiritual fruits on the table, she put some of them away and prepared to take them back for Lingxi and the others to taste.

At the same time, Zong Dongtian.

The demon army, led by Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi and Kunpeng, launched a fierce battle with the witch clan.

There was no exchange of words between the two sides, and a life-and-death battle ensued as soon as they met.

The Wu clan fought for Mount Buzhou and the great god Pangu.

The demon clan wanted to show their powerful strength in front of the great powers of the ancient times.

Soon, the entire sky was dyed red with blood, the sound of killing was deafening, and blood rained from the sky.

Demons and witches continued to fall, countless Golden Immortals were killed and injured, Taiyi Golden Immortals were bleeding on the spot, and even some powerful Daluo warriors fell.

The fight between the two sides was hard to determine the winner, and both the demon clan and the witch clan were already blood-thirsty.

Then, the Ninth Heaven is the territory of the demon clan, and is also blessed by the merits of heaven.

No matter whether it is the Daluo of the demon clan or the four overlords, their strength has reached a higher level and they have the help of the Nine-Layered Heaven Formation.

In addition, they have five quasi-saints. Even if Hou Tu is strong, she can hold back three people including Donghuang Taiyi by herself. The Wu clan is still behind in high-end combat power.

As time passed, the demon clan gradually gained the upper hand.

East China Sea.

Huang Long stared at the two sides fighting fiercely in the sky, and he did not feel sad for the large number of deaths of the Wu clan.

In order to protect more members of the Wu clan, necessary sacrifices are inevitable.

At the same time, he also clearly realized that this war would not simply end with the defeat of the Witch Clan, as the Witch Clan still had some trump cards that they had not used!

As long as the Witch Clan plays this trump card, even if there are five quasi-saints in Heaven, they will have no chance of winning.

Eventually, Patriarch Hongjun will come out to mediate. As one of the supreme beings in the prehistoric world and also a saint of heaven, he will never watch the Ninth Heaven being destroyed.

And Hongjun’s appearance is the opportunity Huanglong has been waiting for!
Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for the witch clan, the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly became extremely anxious.

If it were in the past, the Witch Clan would have been defeated.

But now the Nine Heavens are riding on their heads, and they absolutely cannot tolerate being defeated.

"It's time to let Hong Huang see the power of Father God."

Hou Tu and the other eleven witch ancestors looked at each other, and without hesitation, they joined forces, stepped on mysterious steps, and set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. This was the unique inheritance he had obtained from the Axe of Creation, and it was also a powerful inheritance that only the members of the witch clan could obtain!
Boom!
Boundless evil energy rose up and enveloped the entire heaven.

An ancient, desolate, majestic and dignified terrifying pressure emanated from the center of the formation formed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, causing all creatures in the prehistoric world to tremble with fear.

Ordinary birds and animals were frightened and fainted on the spot.

The spirits of the living beings who set out on the path of cultivation trembled with shock, their eyes filled with horror and anxiety.

The powerful people who were paying attention to this battle felt waves of emotions in their hearts, and those with top powers showed surprise on their faces.

From that great formation, they felt a terrifying pressure that they had never felt before.

It seems that the heaven and earth cannot compare with it, and time and space can hardly compete with it.

The sun, moon and stars will pale in comparison to him.

In other words, the sun, moon, stars and planets are the transformation of his body!
A burly figure standing tall and upright emerged from the formation. The sun and the moon were his eyes, the earth was his body, and the stars were his three thousand hairs. He was infinitely tall and huge!

Just standing there, he is above all the truths that sentient beings are desperately pursuing.

"That's... Pangu!"

On the Sun Star, the Three Pure Ones were speechless.

They tried their best to suppress the call from deep in their hearts and the restless souls that wanted to rush out of their bodies. Their expressions were more solemn than ever before.

Even the usually calm Taoist Taiqing had a gloomy face at this moment.

It is true that they were transformed from Pangu's original spirit, and it is true that they obtained the merit of creating the world, but they are now the Three Pure Ones, not Pangu's original spirit, nor anyone else's!

They are the Three Pure Ones, not anything else!
Zifuzhou, the Immortal Palace.

After a brief moment of shock, Dong Wanggong suddenly showed a bright smile on his face.
"What a witch clan!"

"What a Pangu!"

"The saint never lied to me!"

The demon race has become a major concern to him, like a thorn in his throat. He is naturally delighted to see the demon race in trouble.

For him, the best thing would be to cause the collapse of the Heavenly Court and shed blood in this battle.

As for the threat from the Witch Clan, we can wait until the Demon Clan falls from the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth before dealing with it.

All the masters with great powers were stunned, with a storm in their hearts.

No one had expected that the Wu clan could actually summon the projection of Pangu's true body!
The powerful demon clan members such as Di Jun turned pale and their expressions became extremely ugly. They saw that the Heavenly Court was about to gain the upper hand, but the Witch Clan summoned the projection of Pangu's true body.

Even Donghuang Taiyi, who was always unruly and overbearing, realized, after feeling the terrifying pressure from the projection of Pangu's true body, that this was an existence that he could not match at all.

Even if it's not real!
Even if it's just a projection!
Even if it is not even a fraction as powerful as the real Pangu!
The hateful Pangu is Pangu!
He is the first god of chaos!
He is the only great god who created the prehistoric world!

Just a trace of power is enough to cause the demon clan to collapse!

Click——!
At this moment, the towering figure of Pangu finally moved, holding the phantom of the Axe of Creation in his hand and chopped down suddenly.

The fairy mountain collapsed and the palace fell down.

In an instant, the Ninth Heaven was severely damaged.

Everything became a mess, and countless innate spiritual roots, spiritual objects, and spiritual veins were shattered.

Dozens of figures fell down, spitting blood.

There are Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi and Kunpeng, as well as other powerful monsters.

Pangu moved again, and the axe chopped down again, splitting the sky.

Donghuang Taiyi swallowed the blood in his mouth, took a step forward, and shook the Donghuang Bell with a "clang" sound, suppressing time and space and turning the world upside down.

Unfortunately, his cultivation was still too low, and his strength was far behind Pangu's real body projection.

The innate treasure of Chaos Bell was chopped away, and Donghuang Taiyi fell to the ground, spitting blood and being seriously injured.

Pangu said nothing and continued to raise the giant axe in his hand.

Di Jun and other high-ranking demon clan members showed despair. If this axe fell, even if they could escape, the Nine Heavens would be destroyed, and the Heaven would be destroyed!
At this critical moment, a figure appeared without warning, raised his hand and pointed, blocking the axe light.

The man was dressed in a purple robe, had kind eyes and a strange look. He looked simple and unpretentious, like an ordinary Taoist priest.

But he is just an experienced Taoist priest, and no one dares to underestimate him.

The guests in Zixiao Palace were in awe, and billions of living beings could not help but revere and respect from the bottom of their hearts.

The moment all living beings saw this old Taoist priest, it was as if they had seen the Great Dao and the Supreme Being.

This old Taoist is none other than the great sage of heaven, Hongjun!
Faced with this unfathomable Heavenly Saint, the Twelve Ancestral Witches remained unafraid.

They have no respect for heaven and earth, and don’t care about any saints of heaven or earth. Anyone who stands in my way is my enemy!
Under their control, Pangu raised his hand and the axe light fell again.

The power of this axe was a world apart from the previous one. It was as if it was going to split the ancient world in half. The entire sky was shaking, and a hint of surprise appeared in the depths of Hongjun's eyes.

Obviously, no one expected that Pangu's projection could deliver such a powerful blow.

However, he had not entered the Hunyuan realm in the ancient times, and now he is a saint of the Heavenly Dao, so he is not afraid of this terrifying attack.

The next moment, he waved his sleeves, and in just a few breaths, he shattered the axe light, and the remaining power came towards Pangu.

Hongjun originally thought that with this move, he would be able to surely disintegrate Pangu and break the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

But what was unexpected was that Pangu's body would chop out another axe.

Moreover, the power of this attack was even greater than the previous one, directly shattering the void!
But this is not the end yet, another axe light came, and the power doubled again.

Hongjun appeared calm on the surface, but there were ripples in his heart.

Although the upper limit of this great formation of Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons is extremely high, if the Twelve Ancestral Witches want to be on par with saints, their cultivation must reach a higher level.

But no one could have imagined that the last three axes would have the power to shake the saint!
This was a change beyond his expectations!
In an instant, Hongjun understood that this change was the one that occurred during his second sermon.

Looking at these three axes, they contained the great power of creation, and evolved into a terrifying vision of chaos being shattered and the heaven and earth being born.

Hongjun's expression became more serious. In order to ensure that there would be no more changes, he used his full strength for the first time since he became a saint.

A jade plate appeared in the sky above the projection of Pangu's true body. Although the Jade Plate of Creation is not perfect now, there are still infinite possibilities.

The next moment, in the shocked gazes of all living beings, the arrogant projection of Pangu disintegrated, the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons was broken, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches fell to the ground, their expressions becoming unbelievable.

Hongjun looked deeply at the ancestor witch Hou Tu and said:
"From now on, demons will rule the sky, witches will rule the earth, and no war will be allowed for ten thousand years!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun disappeared just as he had come.

Seeing this, the Witch Clan could only leave in anger, but they would not let go of their grudge with the Demon Clan.

Through this battle, they had a deeper understanding of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. As long as their cultivation level improved, the projection of Pangu they summoned would become more powerful.

At that time, even if Hongjun attacks again, they will not be defeated!

Just as Hongjun was about to take action, Huang Long also waited for the opportunity he wanted and began the action he had been waiting for for a long time.

(End of this chapter)