Looking at the Merits behind the heads of Emperor Jiang, Houtu, and Xuan Ming, the Almighties couldn't help but feel curious. They all wondered where these Merits came from.
As for the final outcome of this battle, the immortal spirits were not very curious.
After all, the Sorcerer Tribe had been suppressing the Demon Tribe all this while, and the Demon Tribe's defeat was only a matter of time.
Mount Buzhou, Nuwa Dao Field.
He looked at the picture scroll in front of him, which showed the scene of the war between the Demon Race and the Sorcerer Race.
The two races had brought out their best skills, and Nuwa could not help but exclaim.
"I really didn't expect the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes to have such a deep foundation.
Whether it was the Heavenly Cycle Stars Formation or the Twelve Divine Killing Formation, they were all top-notch formations in the Wilderness.
Unfortunately, the demons were probably going to be defeated this time.
Fellow Daoist Houtu and the others had so much merit to support them. Regardless of the power, just the consumption alone was enough for the demons to suffer.
But this playstyle
Hehe, only Fellow Daoist Houtu and the others were willing to spend it. If others received merit points and used them like this, they would probably die of heartache.”
As she spoke, Nuwa turned to look at Zhou Yuan.
Nuwa finally understood the battle between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe.
The strength of the two races was about the same. The real deciding factor was the merit of Dijiang Xuanming and Houtu.
"Little fellow, you have done a great service this time.”
Nuwa patted Zhou Yuan's head lovingly.
"I really didn't expect that the war between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe would be controlled by a little thing like you.”
Nuwa sighed.
If Zhou Yuan did not spit out these merits, the Sorcerer Tribe would have suffered heavy losses if they wanted to defeat the Demon Tribe.
"Roar ~"
Zhou Yuan pursed his lips and revealed a proud expression on his chubby little face. He struggled to put his hands on his waist, but his body was too short and he sat back down.
Her cute appearance made Nüwa laugh.
"Alright, alright, I know you're amazing.”
"Here, this fruit is for you."
Nuwa took out another fruit from her interspace.
Zhou Yuan's eyes lit up as he hurriedly took it.
During this period of time, Zhou Yuan had eaten a lot of good food at Nuwa's place.
Compared to others, Nuwa was extremely rich.
After so many years, most of the good things on Mount Buzhou had probably fallen into Nüwa's pockets.
Even after eating for so long, Nuwa would still occasionally take out some spiritual fruits that Zhou Yuan had never eaten before. Moreover, they were all of high quality.
This benefited Zhou Yuan greatly.
Of course, Nüwa also received a lot of merit.
Seeing Zhou Yuan happily eating the fruit, Nüwa's attention returned to the painting.
Nuwa sighed as she watched the demons show signs of decline.
"It seems that the defeat of the demons is a foregone conclusion.
He just didn't know how Dijun and Donghuang would end this.”
"There shouldn't be any problems on my elder brother's side. Although the battle is intense, it hasn't affected Quasi-Sages yet.”
Nuwa was not particularly worried about Fuxi's situation.
No matter what, Fuxi was still an Early Stage Quasi-Sage. In such a battle, it was rare for high-level cultivators to be in danger of dying.
Moreover, the two races had not reached the stage where life and death had to be decided.
This was not only seen by Nuwa, but also by the other Almighties in Untainted Land.
"After this battle, I'm afraid the Demon Race will have to bow down to the Sorcerer Race.”
The major powers thought to themselves.
Even if they didn't bow down, they would at least have to retreat.
After all, the difference in strength was obvious.
The only problem was how the Demon Tribe would compensate the Sorcerer Tribe.
Since they had already made their move, they couldn't just do it in a hurry.
Just when everyone in the Wilderness felt that the victory of the Wu Tribe was certain.
Suddenly, the battlefield changed.
A huge palm suddenly reached out from the clouds.
In the blink of an eye, his palm had crossed a thousand miles.
Even the phantom of the Pangu Giant seemed a little tiny in front of this palm.
The palm seemed slow, but it was actually extremely fast. Before the two sides could react, the huge palm gently slapped down.
In everyone's eyes, the incomparably powerful Heavenly Cycle Stars Array was instantly disintegrated by this palm.
"What?! What's going on?"
When everyone reacted, their eyes were filled with disbelief.
They had seen the power of the Heavenly Cycle Stars Formation and the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation just now.
Just who had such great ability to easily break these two terrifying array formations!
As the formation was broken, Dijun, Donghuang, and the rest of the Demon Tribe, along with the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, returned to their original positions and showed themselves.
Before he could react, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's figure stood in midair.
In an instant, the world fell silent. Golden lotuses surged on the ground, and spiritual luck rose.
The sound of the heavens sounded in the sky, and the sound of the Dao was faint.
The baleful aura on the battlefield was also cleared.
The 3,000 Great Dao laid out beneath his feet, paving a path to the heavens.
"It actually alarmed Dao Ancestor Hongjun!”
The Almighties who were watching from all directions hurriedly withdrew their divine senses and looked at the battlefield.
The Almighties could still observe the battle between the Sorcerer Tribe and the Demon Tribe with their divine senses without any scruples.
However, now that Dao Ancestor Hongjun had arrived, if everyone still dared to do so, they would be courting death.
Seeing Hongjun arrive, the people of the Sorcerer and Demon Race were very tactful and did not continue to attack.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery stood on the ground and looked at Hongjun above their heads with fear in their eyes.
Hongjun's appearance was too coincidental.
They did not appear earlier or later, but they appeared when the demons were about to be defeated. Could they be here to help the demons?
Emperor Jiang narrowed his eyes.
If that was really the case, it would be a little troublesome this time.
Yes, it was a little troublesome.
Even when facing Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the Sorcerer Tribe still did not think of retreating. At most, they would just fight.
On the contrary, Dijun, Taiyi, and the other high-level members of the Demon Tribe could not help but heave a sigh of relief when they saw Hongjun.
Seeing Hongjun appear, the world fell silent. An inexplicable look flashed across Emperor Jun's eyes.
"The ability of a Saint is indeed extraordinary."
Donghuang Taiyi, who had always been arrogant, could not help but sigh.
To be able to intimidate the entire Untainted Land by himself, only Hongjun could do it so far.
Dijun's eyes could not help but flash with passion. He wanted Hongjun's current identity.
Wherever he went, he would submit.
"Only by becoming the protagonist of the world can one be qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Saints!”
Dijun's ambition swelled again.
But this time, he didn't show it.
After all, he had just suffered a huge loss at the hands of the Sorcerer Tribe.
The Primordial Immortal Spirits all looked at Hongjun.
In the air, Hongjun slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the Sorcerer and Demon Race below.
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