txolops Chapter 80: The First Lich War Begins
Chapter 80: The First Lich War Begins
"There are a total of one thousand spiritual fruits here, which is equivalent to two hundred thousand merits."
As for those magical artifacts, elixirs, and acquired spiritual treasures, consider them as a bonus.
"If it weren't for your guidance that day, I would never have had the chance to reunite my primordial spirit."
Houtu controlled those things and threw them all into a storage bag that had been prepared beforehand.
Upon hearing the price, Taibai felt somewhat relieved.
Although he sealed a vast amount of merit in the Gengjin Longsword, if too much is extracted, it may indeed damage the essence of the spiritual treasure.
Two hundred thousand merits were just within his comfortably manageable limit, enough to complete the transaction without jeopardizing the longsword's foundation, and the remaining merits could be used for future needs.
Taibai took out the Gengjin Longsword and the Luobao Coin, silently channeling his profound energy to activate the mysterious connection between the two treasures.
In an instant, merit coins materialized from the void, jingling as they slowly fell onto the ground of the treasure vault.
For a full quarter of an hour, 210,000 merit coins were piled up into a small mountain.
"When Houtu Ancestral Witch, when the Treasure Coins are used to condense Merit Coins, there will be a natural loss of about one-thousandth."
The extra amount is a small token of my appreciation; I hope the Ancestral Witch will accept it.
Houtu came to her senses, nodded slightly, and sent the storage bag into Taibai's hands in mid-air.
Taibai accepted the storage bag, scanned it with his divine sense to confirm it was correct, and immediately bowed respectfully without further delay.
His figure transformed into a golden streak of light, rushing straight towards Wuyi Mountain.
He had just sensed that several demonic auras had crept in from around the ancestral land of the Witch Clan, intertwining with each other as if spying on them.
This means that the long-brewing conflict is imminent, and the first Lich War may be about to break out.
Shortly after Taibai left, Houtu, who was standing still, suddenly turned cold.
Her figure was like a phantom, disappearing from the spot in a few flashes.
The next moment, several places in the void surrounding the ancestral land slightly distorted, followed by several extremely short muffled sounds.
Those hidden demonic auras instantly extinguished completely.
Taibai, who was flying away at full speed, felt even more anxious and pushed his Golden Light Leap Technique to its limit, increasing his speed even further.
"We must hurry. Once the great war begins, the aftershocks will likely turn everything within a 100,000-mile radius into a dangerous place."
He dared not turn back, nor did he have time to look at anything else, focusing all his magical power into the escape light.
At this moment, on this vast and desolate land, the smoke of war has risen and battles are raging.
The demon court cultivators descended from the heavens, attacking the scattered witch tribes.
Regardless of the size or strength of the tribe, all were swept into the bloody vortex and could not escape the calamity.
Meanwhile, the true main force of the Demon Court, accompanied by towering demonic clouds and starlight, had descended upon the ancestral court of the Witch Clan.
Below, the twelve Ancestral Witches, led by Dijiang, gathered together, their blood energy soaring to the sky, forming a stark contrast with the demonic clouds above.
The demon court cultivators looked down from the air, their eyes filled with indifference and disdain.
Donghuang Taiyi stood at the front of the formation, with the illusory image of Donghuang Zhong floating beside him.
Through this bell, he had already comprehended the Zhou Tian Star Array. With this array as his guide, the demon race's confidence soared, and they felt that victory was within their grasp.
Di Jun stepped forward, his voice resounding throughout the heavens and earth:
"Dijiang, submit, or the Wu tribe will be wiped out today!"
Although the Wu tribe also comprehended the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, the key point is that Houtu did not participate in the final formation practice and refinement.
"Little sister, how is it? Is it still possible to make it in time?"
Dijiang's expression turned solemn. He suddenly turned around and looked at Houtu behind him.
Houtu's body was filled with the intertwining of Daoist energy and blood energy. The deductive power brought by her primordial spirit allowed her to grasp the core workings of the formation in a very short time.
Whether or not one possesses a primordial spirit makes a world of difference at this moment.
She suddenly opened her eyes, a flash of clear light and a hint of turbidity appearing simultaneously in them, and said in a calm voice:
"Don't worry, brother. Although I haven't fully grasped its mysteries, it's enough to set up a grand formation!"
Upon hearing Houtu's affirmative reply, Dijiang felt a great weight lifted from his heart, and a surge of pride welled up within him.
"Hmph! You scruffy bird, if you want to fight, then fight! Stop with all this nonsense!"
"You fools who know their own mortality, all demons, rise up and fight!"
Di Jun's eyes flashed with a cold light. With a command, 365 star banners suddenly appeared from the void, their banners fluttering in the wind, causing the stars in the sky to tremble.
Countless rays of silver light descended from the heavens, penetrating the star positions of each main banner.
The Sun Banner and the Moon Banner erupted simultaneously, their scorching heat and the icy brilliance of the moon colliding in the center of the sky, forming a massive vortex that enveloped the heavens and the earth.
Countless demon cultivators forced out their essence blood, which transformed into runes that flowed upstream along the pillar of light, weaving together into a star array in the sky.
"Hmph! You scruffy bird, don't think that only your Demon Court has such a formation! My Witch Clan has one too!"
"The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, activated!!"
The twelve ancestral witches responded and moved.
The world suddenly lost its color, and malevolent energy from all corners of the primordial wilderness surged toward the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
In the center of the turbid air, a hazy, towering figure slowly coalesced.
The moment that phantom appeared, the entire primordial world trembled, and even the sages of the heavens turned their heads in surprise.
"Father God...?"
"The Great God Pangu... could it be that he never truly perished?!"
……
Exclamations of shock and horror swept through the hearts of countless creatures who witnessed this scene.
In just a moment, the two top formations of the primordial world had fully revealed their world-destroying power.
When Di Jun sensed the aura emanating from the Dutian Divine Fiend Array, he was also filled with dread.
At this moment, he was certain that the Wu Clan's formation was definitely not inferior to the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation.
"A swift and decisive victory is essential; there is no room for delay!"
Di Jun issued a strict order to the demon god behind him, and at the same time, he fully activated the Zhou Tian Star Array, which, with overwhelming power, crashed down on the phantom of Pangu.
The sky was torn apart by the clash of these two defying wills.
On one side, there is an inverted sea of stars, with the Milky Way flowing and the starlight like a sculpted ribbon.
On the other side, there was a chaotic reversal, with malevolent energy churning and the earth, fire, water, and wind faintly replaying themselves.
"The heavens revolve, sealing the sky and locking the earth!"
As Di Jun's voice fell, the starlight in the sky reassembled, transforming into countless star shackles that instantly wrapped around the limbs and torso of the Pangu phantom.
Just as the shackles of the stars were about to close.
"roar!"
Deep within the turbid air, twelve crimson beams of malevolent energy pierced the heavens and earth, emitting shrill cries.
"open!"
The phantom of Pangu, whose fists were bound by the star lock, suddenly pulled inward, its ten fingers digging deeply into its palms.
Immediately afterwards, the towering body sank slightly, its arm muscles bulging as it made a tearing motion.
"Sizzle!!!"
The ever-rotating Zhou Tian Star Array was shattered by a single blow.
Hundreds of star projections, which served as nodes of the formation, dimmed instantly, and the primordial spirits of the demon star gods whose lives were intertwined with them exploded, turning into blood rain that fell from the sky.
"Starfall! Suppress and Kill!"
Donghuang Taiyi roared, followed by a mournful cry from Donghuang Zhong.
Countless stars coalesced once more and hurtled toward the phantom of Pangu.
The phantom of Pangu looked up, and a hint of indifference seemed to flash across its blurred face.
He pulled his clenched fists back to his waist, and then threw a punch at the falling sky.
Wherever the fist struck, the very tip of the star began to crumble.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, the phantom of Pangu let out a roar and directly summoned the phantom of Pangu Axe.
However, the next moment, the phantom of Pangu stopped wielding the Pangu Axe.