The Celestial Constellations and the Divine Fiends

Chapter 73 The Celestial Constellations and the Divine Fiends

Gui Xuan was taken aback.

What are you doing?

But they quickly realized what was going on, "You're that old man's apprentices, why aren't you going to find your own master?!"

Are you trying to get me to aid the enemy? That's giving me way too much credit.

Am I creating an enemy to fight me?

How incredibly bored must someone be to do something like this?

If Gui Xuan hadn't been born as a human in his previous life and had some entanglement with Nuwa, and if he hadn't been able to bask in the merit of Nuwa's ascension to sainthood to perfect his subsequent schemes...

There was also an element of testing Nuwa's attitude involved.

Gui Xuan would never appear here to guide Nuwa to sainthood.

Faced with the longing gazes of the five destined saints, Gui Xuan shook his head. "That old codger is watching from above. Aren't you afraid of being struck down by lightning?"

"Don't forget, that old guy is counting on you all to bring him glory and uphold the prestige of the Xuanmen sect."

This···

The three Pure Ones and the two Westerners froze, their expressions turning somewhat displeased.

Of course, this displeasure was not directed at Guixuan, but at Hongjun.

Their own junior sister has already become a saint under the guidance of others, while they, the senior and junior brothers, haven't even gotten close to the door.

This made the Three Pure Ones, who considered themselves the true descendants of Pangu, feel like they were about to vomit blood.

A tremendous opportunity just vanished before my eyes.

Taiqing Daoist, in particular, harbored the deepest resentment.

The Yin-Yang Taoist had spoken to him at length, especially pointing out the differences between Gui Xuan Dao Zu and him.

The method for transcendence for the three brothers might lie with Dao Ancestor Guixuan, but now they cannot obtain it because Hongjun seeks it.

Master Taiqing almost went berserk.

Fortunately, he was adept at controlling his temper, which allowed him to suppress his anger and remain expressionless.

How could one not feel frustrated if they wanted to ask others for advice but their own master wouldn't allow it?

In a fit of anger, the five divinely ordained saints turned and left.

"Hahaha!!"

Hongyun laughed heartily, "These guys are really angry."

This was the first time Hongyun had ever seen his master make him feel so aggrieved.

Gui Xuan also had a smile on his face.

Old man, this isn't my fault. It's your disciple who's so eager to prove himself that he blames you because he can't get it.

With a light laugh, Gui Xuan said to Hong Yun, "Assign some of the Buddhist disciples to care for the newborn humans, and remember to ensure that the Buddhist disciples have no direct contact with them."

"If the time is not right, some things cannot be forced."

His Hongyun Buddhism is not yet suitable for the human race.

Hongyun's smile faded, and she nodded solemnly, "Understood."

Hongyun could tell from Guixuan Daozu's tone that this human race truly had an affinity with Buddhism.

He immediately became enthusiastic.

Looking at the hundreds of thousands of bewildered humans on the ground, Hongyun pointed her finger, and a statue of Nuwa appeared in front of the humans.

Hongyun's vast voice then resounded, "I am Hongyun Ancestral Buddha, one of the Sages of Heaven and Earth."

"Considering the difficulties you faced in your early life, we have built this statue of the Virgin Mary to protect you."

Upon hearing this, the humans accepted the worship, exclaiming, "The Ancestral Buddha has mercy!!"

Nodding, Hongyun bid farewell to Guixuan and disappeared into the sky.

After everyone had left, Gui Xuan left behind an avatar and flew back to the North Sea.

"The laws of fate have reappeared, and we have finally captured a trace of fate's projection once again."

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"Finally! It's finally done!"

heaven.

When Nuwa became a saint, Di Jun and Taiyi were even more excited than Nuwa herself.

After Bai Ze returned from the East Sea, they already knew the attitude of that Ancestral Buddha.

Without a sage to back them up, the situation between the two sides has once again reached a stalemate!

Now that Nuwa has become a saint, and her elder brother is in the Heavenly Court, Dijun instinctively regards Nuwa as a saint of the demon race.

Whether it is or not, it must be in name only!

Emperor Jun's imperial aura suddenly erupted, and his voice resounded throughout the entire Heavenly Court.

"Prepare your gifts! Come with me to the Emperor!"

boom!

The aura of billions of demons erupted, and countless spiritual lights appeared, which were carried by Di Jun to Buzhou Mountain where Nuwa was located.

"Congratulations to the Goddess Nuwa on her attainment of sainthood!!"

The shouts of billions of demons shook the heavens.

The twelve Ancestral Witches all had gloomy faces, their hands clenched tightly, and they looked up at the heavens.

"The demon race is taking advantage of the situation! They've instructed all tribes of the witch clan to prepare for battle at any moment!"

Nuwa emerged from her cave, gazing upon the countless demons, her voice indifferent, "From this day forward, I shall be the Nuwa Empress of the Demon Race, establishing the Demon Sect, and becoming its leader!"

"All matters concerning the demon race are the responsibility of the Demon Emperor Jun; I will not interfere!"

boom!!

The energy of heaven and earth permeated the land, and the fortune of the demon race soared.

Emperor Jun, holding the Hetu Luoshu, instantly stepped into the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, his gaze fixed menacingly on the region where the Witch Clan resided.

"Demons, follow me to rescue the trapped humans! Destroy the witches!"

"Exterminate the witch!"

"Exterminate the witches!!"

The endless killing intent dispersed the white clouds that stretched for billions of miles.

Demonic energy surged into the sky, dark clouds rolled in, and an aura of impending doom appeared in the void.

Clang~~~

The bell tolled softly, and the space seemed to freeze.

Along with this came endless solar fire descending from the sky and crashing into the territory of the Wu tribe.

The ancestral witch Gonggong roared to the sky, and the law of water manifested, condensing into a ten-thousand-foot-tall water giant that crashed into the true fire of the sun!

Like oil being poured over a raging fire, the air became distorted.

"Witch Clan, slay the demons!!!"

The Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang was furious, and his voice broke through layers of space, instantly shattering the space locked by the Eastern Emperor Bell.

The lich war resumed, terrifying countless creatures throughout the primordial world.

Countless beings not of either race, their faces filled with bitterness, fled towards the East Sea, lamenting, "Why has it started again?!"

Resentment arose.

The ancient creatures, who had not yet adapted to the frequent minor skirmishes between the Lich and Demon races, felt helpless in the face of such a large-scale war between the two races.

The Ancestral Witches battle two Emperors!

Di Jun and Tai Yi, who have already entered the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, correspond to the six Ancestral Witches respectively.

When a powerful being fights, the space around them ripples with the movement of a hand, sometimes creating scorching heat waves, sometimes filling the ground with freezing cold.

With the combined efforts of the various tribes of the Wu clan and their relentless attacks, the demon race began to suffer a series of defeats.

The sun and moon lost their light, and the sky and earth were shrouded in darkness.

Blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and severed limbs were scattered all over the place.

Various spiritual bloods seeped into the earth, transforming into resentful energy that merged with the primordial earth veins.

One by one, the witches' bodies swelled up, unleashing their full power. Their mountain-like bodies tore apart demons whose size was no less than their own.

The Wu tribe engages in close combat, using themselves as weapons and their fists as weapons, charging forward recklessly.

Some powerful shamans even self-destructed to pave the way for those who came after them.

Unity and tacit understanding; willing to sacrifice oneself for the sake of the community.

This is something that the demon race does not possess.

Facing the mid-stage Quasi-Saint, the Twelve Ancestral Witches revealed their true forms, relying on their powerful physical strength to withstand the True Sun Fire of the Three-Legged Golden Crow.

Mountains were trampled and rivers dried up.

The battle between quasi-saints left devastation in its wake, with lives and the path of life collapsing.

Emperor Jun held the Hetu and Luoshu, transforming the mountains and rivers, while Taiyi lightly tapped the Donghuang Bell to solidify space.

With their cooperation, they managed to hold their own against the twelve Ancestral Witches.

"What an imposing physique!"

Di Jun's expression was serious.

After several battles, the physical bodies of these ancestral witches became increasingly monstrous.

With a physical body comparable to a primordial spiritual treasure, and the power of laws intertwined, it is extremely difficult to fight.

"You scruffy bird, prepare to die!!"

Dijiang, carrying boundless spatial power, instantly closed the distance.

The laws of space swirled around his fist, causing space to collapse wherever he passed, and his wings flapped behind him, stirring up endless spatial storms.

Di Jun's face was grim, his voice icy, "Save the human race, annihilate the witch race!!"

boom!

The three golden crows appeared in the world, each carrying the Hetu and Luoshu on its left and right wings respectively.

The scorching heat, enough to destroy the primordial world, rushed straight towards Dijiang.

The heatwave was scorching, and all the spiritual plants within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles withered and died.

What a murderous intent!

Countless ancient deities who were secretly watching the battle between the two sides trembled in their hearts.

Emperor Jun's determination to annihilate the Wu tribe is truly immense.

They've actually started to disregard the lives of all living beings in the primordial world.

Dijiang's wings danced for billions of miles, while behind him, Zhurong stood on a fire dragon, flames rising from his body.

"Playing with fire? Grandpa's very good at it too!"

Zhu Rong roared, and the fire dragon beneath his feet howled to the sky, spewing out endless flames.

It collided with Di Jun's true solar fire.

The two divine flames collided, directly forming a massive fiery mountain in the primordial void.

It scorched the desolate land.

Earth, water, wind, and fire appeared, plunging the surroundings into chaos.

Within the chaos, fiery worlds appeared and disappeared.

Only after it was completely stabilized and a vast world of flames appeared in the void did the two divine flames disappear from the primordial land.

The first attack failed, and seeing that the demon race was already showing signs of defeat, Di Jun knew that he could not delay any longer.

"Gah!!!"

The chirping of birds echoed across the vast, ancient land.

Di Jun transformed into an innate Dao body, his aura connecting with the Sun Star.

"The celestial constellations, array activated!"

The sky was filled with stars, which were visible in the daytime.

Amidst the astonished gazes of countless ancient gods, the primordial starry sky shone brightly.

Streaks of starlight appeared in the primordial world.

Three hundred and sixty-five Great Zhou Celestial Banners, reaching heights of hundreds of millions of feet, stirred the primordial starry sky.

It corresponds to the 365 main stars in the sky.

Fourteen thousand eight hundred small celestial banners, each ten million feet tall, correspond to fourteen thousand eight hundred secondary stars.

The power of billions of gods and demons, each representing a star, forms a chain that connects the void.

The roots are formed by 365 Great Heavenly Star Banners, and the trunk by 14,800 Small Heavenly Star Banners. Countless gods and demons form the branches and leaves, and the power of the Heavenly Stars binds all the demon races and gods together.

The Sun and Moon are the two stars that form the core of the formation.

Beams of starlight fell from the heavens, locking onto each member of the Witch Clan.

Even though the Wu Clan did not cultivate their primordial spirit, being locked onto by starlight at this moment would inevitably give rise to a sense of alarm.

Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches developed countless goosebumps on their skin, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

boom!

Starlight fell.

Like sharp arrows, they fell from the heavens upon the Wu tribe, as dense as raindrops.

A burst of blood mist erupted.

Huge plumes of blood mist appeared on the battlefield.

The locked-on witch clan members were all shattered by the starlight and perished completely.

"Di Jun!!!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches' eyes were bloodshot as they roared to the sky.

In an instant, he transformed into the true form of the Ancestral Witch, a gigantic being, protecting the Witch Clan below.

But it didn't work!

The starlight seemed to have eyes of its own, piercing through the body of the Ancestral Witch and continuing to attack the Witch Clan.

This desperate scene made Dijiang no longer hesitate.

"The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation!"

"rise!"

A unique aura appeared over the primordial world.

Countless earth-evil energies were extracted from the earth's veins and condensed onto the twelve ancestral witches.

The twelve ancestral witches were arranged in a peculiar position, each standing in a strange arrangement.

At the same time, a battle flag, hundreds of millions of feet high, appeared in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, countless celestial energies gathered in the void, blocking the endless starlight from falling.

Dijiang's eyes were bloodshot as he looked up at the sky. "Dijun, you demons are trying to annihilate us and gather the fortune of heaven and earth to obtain the last holy position."

"Today we will annihilate the Heavenly Court of the demon race and utterly destroy the demon race!"

boom!

Dijiang shook the flagpole in his hand.

One after another, the power of laws appeared on the bodies of the twelve Ancestral Witches, carrying endless baleful energy and condensing in the void.

It blotted out the sky and blocked out the sun and moon.

hum~~~

A terrifying aura appeared and condensed in the void.

"This is!!"

Di Jun's eyes narrowed, and his expression changed drastically.

Not only him, but countless primordial deities throughout the entire primordial world were all shocked.

They stared in disbelief at the rapidly coalescing figure behind the Ancestral Witch.

As the figure coalesced, an aura that surpassed the primordial heavenly laws and tore everything apart spread out.

"roar!!!"

A towering figure, wielding a giant axe, appeared in the primordial world, roaring towards the sky.

Earth, water, wind, and fire flowed and circulated, and the chaotic energy permeated the air.

The primordial space was distorted, and a faint creaking sound could be heard.

Hearing this, the ancient deity felt a pang of sadness in his heart, and his body instantly went numb.

"Pangu!!"

(End of this chapter)