: The Lich War Begins.

Chapter 76: The Lich War Begins.

Chen Qing looked at the primordial world, then at the sky, and frowned.

"Millions of years have passed; is this the final battle for the liches?"

He stared intently at the sky, where countless demon armies marched forward. Di Jun, Donghuang Tai, Fuxi, Kunpeng, Bai Ze, and others were all among the army.

Following the crowd were a group of demon gods and demon saints, and then countless demon generals and the demon army.

Chen Qing turned his gaze to the vast wilderness and saw countless armies of the Wu tribe, led by the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Behind the Twelve Ancestral Witches were a group of Great Witches of the Wu tribe, followed by Witch Generals and Witch Soldiers.

Among these witch army members, he spotted the human witch clan, a witch-human clan with human blood, and he couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, he recalled that when the demon race slaughtered the human race, some of the human race received the protection of the witch race. It seemed that after so many years, those human races had intermarried with the witch race, which led to the emergence of this human-witch race.

Chen Qing didn't dwell on it. Instead, he looked at the massive armies about to clash and the imminent battle, and decided to go and observe.

After all, this is the final battle between the Lich and Demon races. After this battle, it will be difficult to see such a large-scale war again.

Chen Qing glanced in the direction of the pool, then spoke slowly.

"Mirage Dragon, come out! We should leave this place."

As soon as Chen Qing finished speaking, the pool of water changed.

A tremendous dragon roar resounded, and then a giant dragon soared into the sky. The dragon had five toes and was already a five-clawed divine dragon.

Chen Qing glanced at the mirage dragon and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, it has transformed into a five-clawed form, and its potential has greatly increased."

Upon hearing this, the mirage dragon immediately came to Chen Qing's side.

"If it weren't for my master's gift, I wouldn't have been able to transform successfully. All of this is a reward from my master."

"Master, where are we going now?"

Chen Qing arrived atop the mirage dragon's head, then looked at the opposing armies of the Lich and Demon races, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Let's go and witness the final battle of the Lich Kings. After this battle, we may never find such a large-scale battle again in the primordial world."

Upon hearing this, the mirage dragon immediately took off and flew in the direction Chen Qing pointed.

The mirage dragon was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived at the battlefield between the Lich and Demon races.

When the high-ranking members of the demon race and the twelve ancestral witches of the witch race saw Chen Qing arrive, they all glanced at him and then looked away, ignoring him completely.

They knew that Chen Qing's purpose in coming here was to observe the great battle, and that he would not interfere in the conflict between the Lich King and the Demon King.

Although Di Jun had some worries, he also knew very well that if Chen Qing really wanted to make a move, their demon race would have been wiped out long ago.

Chen Qing's appearance this time is likely only to observe the battle; he certainly won't interfere.

Chen Qing glanced at the armies of the Lich and Demon races, then took the Mirage Dragon and ascended into the sky to watch them from afar.

On the Lich battlefield,

The demon race's leader, Di Jun, flew to the front and looked down at the group of witch race members below.

"Dijiang, the demon race and the witch race have been fighting for so long, and today the decisive battle has finally arrived."

"If your witch clan is willing to submit to the demon clan now, I will spare your witch clan and still allocate a piece of land to you so that you can rule over a region of the world."

Di Jun's voice was very loud as he addressed the Wu tribe below, offering words of surrender.

Below, within the great formation of the Witch Clan, Di Jiang heard these words and revealed a cold smile.

"Di Jun, you are right. The Witch Clan and the Demon Clan have been fighting for many years, and today one of them will finally fall."

"Our Wu clan are descendants of the Father God Pangu, and we should manage this primordial world on behalf of our Father God."

"If you lead the demon race to surrender to my witch race now, I will decide to let the demon race rule over a region on its own."

Dijiang looked at Dijun and also mocked him as he offered words of surrender.

In fact, both Di Jun and Di Jiang knew very well that surrender was absolutely impossible and that this battle was unavoidable.

Both the demon race and the witch race are overlords of the primordial world, so how could they willingly submit to others?

Even if you are truly prepared to surrender, can you accept it? Even if you do accept it, you won't feel at ease.

Only when one side falls and is completely powerless to fight back will the other side truly feel at ease.

Di Jun stared coldly at Di Jiang below, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. He spoke slowly, his words filled with intense battle intent.

"Dijiang, since that's the case, let's have a battle. Let me see whether your witch clan or our demon clan will fall first."

"From this day forward, there will only be one overlord in this primordial world, and that overlord will only be our demon race."

"After today, our demon race will unify the primordial world and become the sole overlord of the world."

Upon hearing Di Jun's words, Di Jiang sneered and replied to Di Jun without any politeness.

"Di Jun, then let's go all out and see whether your demon race or our witch race is stronger."

"For hundreds of thousands of years, your demon race has been preparing for a great war. Aren't my witch race also preparing for this war?"

After speaking, Di Jun returned directly to his throne, his eyes showing a solemn expression as he looked down at the Wu Clan, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Dijiang looked down at the group of demons in the sky, his eyes filled with fighting spirit, and his body emanated a murderous aura.

Di Jun looked down at the group of Wu tribesmen and issued his orders in a cold and indifferent tone.

"All soldiers, heed my command! Deploy the Zhou Tian Star Formation and slaughter all those members of the Witch Clan for me!"

At Di Jun's command, countless demon gods and demon saints immediately flew out of the demon army, each holding a battle flag and taking their positions.

After the demon gods and demon saints took their positions, they held up the array flags in the sky and channeled their magic power. A great array slowly appeared before everyone's eyes. This array was none other than the Zhou Tian Star Array.

After the grand formation failed, the ancient starry sea was summoned, releasing endless star power, and countless star phantoms appeared in the sky.

The boundless power of the starry river painted the sky, transforming the primordial world into a new realm.

At the same time, the primordial world and starry sky also possessed endless stellar power, echoing the stars in the heavens and releasing boundless stellar power.

Countless silver galactic forces appeared, coloring the world around them.

Below, within the great formation of the Witch Clan, Di Jiang, seeing this scene, no longer waited and instead let out a loud shout.

"Brothers and sisters, set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and break the Zhou Tian Xing Chen Formation of the demon race."

After Dijiang finished speaking, the twelve ancestral witches each stood in their respective positions in the four directions and began to set up the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Formation.

Boundless malevolent energy surged from the west and was absorbed by the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. In just a moment, a giant appeared in the arena.

The giant, wielding a massive axe imbued with malevolent energy, gazed at the starry sky, his eyes revealing boundless killing intent.

The Witch Clan and the Demon Clan instantly set up their own grand formations: the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and the Zhou Tian Star Formation.

On the battlefield, the final battle between the demon race and the witch race is about to break out.

Both races knew that this great battle was the final one, the ultimate struggle for whether they could become the sole overlord of the world.

At the same time, a host of powerful beings from the primordial world appeared and came to this world to witness the final battle between the Lich King and the Demon King.

In the primordial world, the Six Sages were also watching this battle closely.

This battle will determine the future trajectory of the primordial world and who will be the sole overlord of it.

The six saints looked at the battlefield of the Lich King, but they had their own thoughts in their hearts.

Apart from the Sage Nuwa, the other five sages hoped that both the Witch and Demon races would be severely weakened, so that they could better spread their own lineage in the future.

Chen Qing's gaze was very calm as he watched the great battle between the Lich and Demon races. He looked at the two races and quietly waited for their battle to continue.

For Chen Qing, this battle will not change anything, regardless of whether the Witch Clan or the Demon Clan wins.

Could it be that the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan would dare to provoke him after their victory?

(End of this chapter)