Chapter 153 Daozu Linchen Talks about Lich
After hearing this, everyone looked up hurriedly, only to see that the thick layer of clouds in the sky seemed to be stirred, and suddenly a crack appeared. A ray of clear light pierced through the dome, like snow floating in the air, supporting the chaotic sky and eliminating the disorder.

Countless purple air emerged from the originally chaotic primitive land, wandering for countless miles and filling the entire primitive land. Auspicious light flowed, and auspicious air appeared, turning into countless golden lotuses to dispel the evil air, but the sins committed could not be undone.

When heaven and earth calmed down a little, one could hear the lingering sound of immortals and countless divine songs. The three thousand great ways gathered together and turned into a colorful cloud followed by a Taoist in plain clothes, who seemed to be the Taoist ancestor Hongjun who had already merged with the Tao.

Seeing Hongjun coming, many great gods in the starry sky also hurriedly bowed and saluted, saying: "Disciple greets Master/Teacher."

After Hongjun appeared, he said nothing, but just waved his sleeves. The already dilapidated Zhoutian Star Array collapsed instantly, countless galactic star chains disintegrated, the Zhoutian star flags flew everywhere, and the scattered stars turned into residual power to bombard the Six Emperor Heavens, causing unknown amount of damage.

The descending Sun Star also turned into a streak of fire and dissipated, making the Twelve Ancestral Witches secretly thank their luck. They saw hundreds of figures being shaken out of their original places, and finally falling awkwardly in the Six Emperors Sky, wailing everywhere, obviously their foundations were injured.

They are the many demon gods and star deities that make up the Zhoutian Star Array.

Looking at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Six Emperors of Heaven who fell from the Heaven, Hongjun said calmly: "From now on, the demons will control the sky and the witches will control the earth. There will be no more fighting within a hundred thousand years." After that, he disappeared in an instant, and none of the gods present could see any trace of him.

The majestic voice of Hongjun still echoed in the ears of the leaders of the two tribes of wizards and liches. They dared not underestimate him and could only kneel on the spot and kowtow, not daring to stand up.

At this moment, even the most unruly of the Twelve Ancestral Witches knew that the situation was stronger than they were and they had to bow their heads. Moreover, if Hongjun had not come to the rescue, they would probably have really died in Heaven.

While bowing her head, Hou Tu looked at the various divine banners inserted on the broken walls of the Heavenly Palace with her peripheral vision, and thought to herself, "The Heavenly Palace is really powerful. It can actually mobilize the power of the entire boundless starry sky to resist the enemy. The reason why we lost is that in addition to being in the Heavenly Palace without the benefit of evil spirits, we are using our own strength to fight against the starry sky.

But the starry sky is far vaster than the earth. Even if the twelve of us brothers and sisters work together, it will take some time to set up the formation. This so-called Zhoutian Star Array seems to be more massive and mysterious than the one we have formed, but its speed is faster than ours.

These divine banners seem to be treasures from the Heavenly Court that can quickly mobilize the power of the starry sky. Can my Wu clan also refine one?"

Not only Houtu thought so, but Zhu Jiuyin, Dijiang and Xuanming also thought of this.

They did not ask for the divine flags they refined to become the main object for setting up the formation like the Zhoutian Xingchen Divine Flag. As long as there were enough divine flags, they could set up a magnificent formation in an instant. They only asked for the divine flags they refined to absorb more of the turbid air of the earth, so that they could hold on for a few more moments when their magic power was insufficient.

What's more, in the event of the absence of several ancestor witches, he can fill in the gaps and transform into Pangu's true body together with them.

Seeing Hongjun coming to stop the fight between the wizards and the demons, Jie Yin was relieved and said, "As expected, the Heavenly Marriage has received the attention of Heaven. It cannot bear to see such a great event tainted with blood and evil spirits, so Master came to stop the fight and give a small punishment and a big warning. Heaven is indeed the most merciful."

Zhunti smiled and said, "Brother, what you said is absolutely right."

Hengming smiled without saying anything and looked at Nuwa beside him. Then the two of them led many great gods into the heaven.

Seeing so many great gods coming, the leaders of the wizards and liches could no longer kneel and kowtow. The Twelve Ancestral Wizards said nothing and supported each other as they left the Heavenly Palace.

Looking at the backs of the Twelve Ancestral Witches leaving, Taiyi's eyes flashed with cold light, and the bright yellow bell in his hand kept shaking. It could be clearly seen that there was a visible crack on the other side of the bell, which was the crack caused by Pangu's true body's blow just now.

Logically speaking, the Donghuang Bell is an innate treasure and cannot be damaged so easily. However, the true body of Pangu manifested by the Twelve Ancestral Witches is the most powerful true body of power, not the true body of other great ways.

The Donghuang Bell was made from the fragments of the Axe of Creation, so how could it resist the attraction of Li's real body? Caught off guard, it was hit by its real body and naturally suffered considerable injuries.

What's more, Taiyi had a vague feeling in his heart that since he changed the name of the Chaos Bell to the Donghuang Bell, the quality of the Donghuang Bell began to gradually decline. Although the power was the same as before, it no longer had the same sense of transcendence and eternity as before. But he had no choice; this had to be done.

Di Jun stood sideways in front of Taiyi and shook his head slightly. The Taoist Ancestor had just descended and said that the two races of wizards and liches should not fight again within 100,000 years. Now, Taiyi attacked in less than a quarter of an hour, obviously not taking Hongjun seriously.

I'm afraid there's no need for Hongjun to come again, because those saints with destiny would be very happy to kill them for disobeying the words of Daozu. Emperor Jun is so cunning, how could he make such a big mistake.

"Second brother, we will be able to kill all the witches in the future, so let's wait for another day."

Taiyi nodded, and Dijun stepped forward with a smile and said, "I really made a fool of myself just now, my fellow Taoist friends. The heavenly marriage has not yet ended, so why don't you stay for a few more days?"

Heng Ming smiled and said, "I have no opinion."

Nuwa, however, said with a stern face, "The heavenly wedding is only a few steps away. Please ask the three newlyweds to go to the hall and take a seat."

Although the Qiankun Palace was destroyed by the two great formations, the gods present had great powers and could restore it in no time. Before Emperor Jun could continue to confer the title, Nuwa and Hengming stood in the center of the palace, with red hydrangeas and human books on their heads. The divine light of thousands of marriages mixed with the aura of the mortal world was surging, and it was obvious that there were many weddings in the mortal world. The divine patterns on their bodies were like mandarin ducks playing in the water, and even more like flying with wings.

Instantly, a fiery red light burst out from Nuwa's heavenly spirit, constantly twisting, as if it was about to turn into something, but it was missing some key treasure, so it could only stay at this stage.

Heng Ming smiled slightly and pointed at the book above his head. The book shook suddenly, and it moved without wind. With each flapping of the pages, a marriage script jumped out. As soon as the marriage script appeared, it drilled into the spiritual light, and the spiritual light expanded as well.

After 365 divine characters had entered, the spiritual light that had expanded to its limit finally exploded, and a deity descended in a mighty manner. This deity was named Yue Lao, and was in charge of countless marriages in the ancient world.

Nuwa laughed and said, "If you don't come out now, when will you show up?"

An illusory figure instantly flew out from Nuwa's body and drilled into the red hydrangea. The hydrangea kept vibrating and finally turned into a beautiful woman in a colorful mandarin duck dress with hair flowing like a long river.

As soon as the woman appeared, she integrated the Yuemu deity into her body. As the power of countless marriages was absorbed by this woman, she also underwent some unpredictable changes.

Her black hair gradually turned silver, and her skin, as soft as cream, was covered with wrinkles. In just a few minutes, the woman had turned into a white-haired old woman with a hunched body, a red thread in her hand, and her bright red dress gradually became tattered.

The old woman trembled and said, "Grandma Yue greets me."

Nuwa nodded, pointed to the Wahuang Palace in the distance and said: "In the future, you will live in this world with Wahuang, and you will build a Yuelao Palace."

Yue Lao said yes and turned into a dim red light and left. Not long after, a huge palace suddenly stood next to the Queen Wa Palace.

The palace is filled with love, love is like a thread, love is in a net, thousands of red threads spread across the void, entangling all sentient beings in the world. It is the Yuelao Palace.

After doing all this, Nuwa said to Di Jun with a fake smile: "I hope the Heavenly Emperor will not mind my self-willed decision. It's just that I saw the Heavenly Emperor's tricks just now and I couldn't help it, so I created a god seat. I didn't expect it to be so easy. Fortunately, I will let my good corpse and evil corpse guard the Six Emperor Heavens together to prevent the incident from happening again."

That’s what she said, but Nuwa said sorry only after she had done it, which shows how much she didn’t take Di Jun seriously.

Di Jun was also a capable man. He endured the humiliation and even said with a smile: "Empress Wa, what you said is too much."

Heng Ming interrupted after seeing this and said, "You two are both leaders of the Heavenly Court, why do you need to be so polite? Since the Heavenly Marriage has been completed, we should not stay any longer."

Di Jun nodded, but did not keep the guest for long.

They were equally seriously injured this time. Until now he still felt a pain enveloping him. This was not physical pain, but pain of the Great Dao. Apparently he had consumed too much energy and his foundation had been damaged.

Furthermore, his natal spiritual treasure, the River Map and Luo Shu, was used as a component in the Zhoutian Xingdou Great Array and was severely damaged in this war. Its spiritual power dropped drastically. If it is not nurtured and repaired in time, it is possible that it will fall from the rank of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Although innate spiritual treasures have immortal characteristics and can heal themselves, this is also limited. If they are damaged too badly, their grade will drop, and it is not impossible for them to be directly damaged.

Even two of Pangu's three companion treasures were destroyed in succession and one was severely damaged. How could the top-grade innate spiritual treasure be spared?

If even the Heavenly Emperor is in such a state, how could the 365 ancient star demon gods be much better? At least dozens of these demon gods died in this war, and hundreds of them had their foundations severely damaged and unable to recover. They are also busy selecting a new master of the ancient star god flag from among the many demon gods, and are also busy healing their wounds, so how could they allow these great gods to stay temporarily?

"Some will be busy later."

Thinking of the many things that will happen next, Di Jun felt a headache, "We also have to repair the several heavens that were destroyed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches. There are too many things to do!"

After Hengming came out of the Heavenly Palace, he was about to leave when he was stopped by Zhunti. Then he remembered that he had promised these two people to go to the West.

"My two junior brothers have good memory, but I am a little forgetful." Heng Ming said with a smile.

Zhunti began to flatter them, and then the three of them rode on their lights and headed west.

(End of this chapter)