Rebuilding Terra

The demon clan, led by Donghuang Taiyi, a leader who is like a god, is like a surging and unstoppable torrent. Donghuang Taiyi, the supreme leader of the demon clan, is wearing a suit of armor that shines with mysterious and brilliant light. The light on the armor is like a smart elf, and each ray of light seems to contain endless mysterious power. His eyes are shining with a light of majesty and wisdom, as if he can see through all the mysteries of the world. He stands above the misty clouds like an unshakable mountain. Behind him are countless fierce and majestic demon armies. The demon army is like a surging ocean, exuding a powerful aura, as if it can destroy all the forces that block them.

"Today, we will set up the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, and let our power shock the entire prehistoric world!" Donghuang Taiyi's voice, as loud as a huge bell, echoed between heaven and earth for a long time. Every word seemed to contain endless power, like thunder exploding in the sky. Following his majestic order, the monsters quickly began to act like well-trained soldiers.

Mysterious and gorgeous rays of light intertwined and entangled in the sky, as if the bright stars in the universe were dancing freely. The pattern formed by the interweaving of the light was magnificent, yet it contained a frightening power. The Zhoutian Xingdou formation gradually took shape, and the formation, which was as huge as a mysterious universe, exuded a frightening power. Each star seemed to contain endless energy, as if they were mysterious sources of power. The entire formation was like a huge vortex, and the powerful gravitational force madly attracted the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if it wanted to gather the power of the entire world here.

On the other side, the witch tribe also keenly felt the powerful threat from the demon tribe. The twelve witch ancestors, who possessed the power to destroy the world, gathered together like twelve unshakable mountains. Their tall and mighty bodies were like giant pillars supporting the sky, exuding a majestic and heavy aura, as if they were the loyal guardians of the earth. Each witch emanated a unique aura, as if they were integrated with the entire earth.

"How dare the demon tribe provoke us like this? We must let them see the power of the witch tribe!" Di Jiang's powerful and majestic voice sounded like thunder among the witch tribe. His voice was full of anger and determination, as if a general was about to go to war and was encouraging his soldiers. The other witch ancestors nodded one after another, their eyes full of determination and resoluteness. The determined eyes seemed to tell the world that they would never back down and would fight for the dignity of the witch tribe.

So, the twelve witch ancestors began to work together to form the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. Mysterious runes flew out of their powerful hands like spirit flames. Those runes intertwined and merged in the air, forming an ancient and mysterious pattern. The pattern seemed to be the crystallization of wisdom accumulated over the years, containing endless mysteries. The earth began to tremble, as if responding to the powerful power of the witch clan. Every tremor seemed to be the earth cheering for the witch clan and giving them endless power.

As the formation was activated, a mysterious and powerful force that seemed to come from ancient times began to slowly awaken. A huge and suffocating shadow slowly emerged. It was the shadow of Pangu. Pangu, the ancient god who created the world, exuded unparalleled majesty and powerful power that made people tremble. The shadow was like a towering mountain, as if it could support the entire world. Every ray of light and every breath made everything tremble, as if announcing his inviolable majesty to the whole world.

When the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array collided with the Twelve Du Tian Shen Sha Great Array, the entire Honghuang Continent was shaken violently. It was as if the whole world was trembling and shaking at this moment.

The sky was shining brightly, like countless bright suns exploding at the same time. The dazzling light was too bright to look at directly, as if it could penetrate everything. Energy was overflowing, like a surging tide, rushing madly in all directions. The power of the stars and the power of Pangu collided with each other, and every collision seemed to tear the whole world apart. The powerful force caused the space to begin to distort and deform, as if entering a mysterious and chaotic time and space.

Under the impact of this powerful force, the warriors of the demon and witch tribes also threw themselves into the battle with all their strength. They seemed to have forgotten all their fears, and only had the faith to fight in their hearts.

The demon clan relied on the power of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array to perform various powerful and mysterious magic. Rays of light shot towards the witch clan like sharp swords, and the rays of light carried a sharp breath, trying to break through the witch clan's defense line. Each ray of light seemed to contain the demon clan's anger and determination.

Under the powerful protection of Pangu's phantom, the Wu clan fought back resolutely with their amazing physical strength and mysterious witchcraft. They wielded huge weapons, and each strike had the power to destroy the world. The trajectory of the weapons in the air was like a series of lightning, with great power and majesty.

On the battlefield, shouts and screams came one after another, interweaving into a bloody and cruel war song. The blood dyed the earth red, as if covering the earth with a red cloak. The corpses piled up like a mountain, and the tragic scene was horrifying. Both sides fell into a crazy battle, as if they had forgotten everything, with only the instinct of fighting in their hearts.

However, as the battle continued, the demon clan gradually fell into a disadvantage. The Pangu phantom summoned by the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons was too powerful, and the powerful force made the Zhoutian Star Array difficult to resist. Donghuang Taiyi's face showed a trace of solemnity, and the solemn expression seemed to be thinking about a countermeasure. But he still did not retreat, and continued to firmly command the demon army to resist tenaciously. His eyes were full of unyielding and firmness, as if telling the demon army that they would never fail easily.

Just when the demon clan was about to be defeated, a mysterious and powerful figure suddenly appeared in the sky. That figure exuded an extremely powerful aura, as if it could dominate the entire world. Every breath seemed to contain endless mysterious power, making the whole world surrender to it.

Hongjun, this mysterious and powerful being, finally appeared. His figure was like a god descending, with a sacred and inviolable aura. The powerful aura made the entire battlefield quiet instantly, as if time had stopped at this moment.

"Stop! Your fighting will only bring endless disasters to the prehistoric world." Hongjun's voice was calm and majestic, but it carried an unquestionable power. Every word seemed like a decree, shocking everyone.

The warriors of the demon and witch tribes stopped fighting and looked at Hongjun in surprise. Their eyes were full of awe and surprise, as if they had seen a real god. Donghuang Taiyi and the twelve witch ancestors also stopped fighting and looked at this strong man quietly. Their hearts were also full of awe for Hongjun, knowing that he possessed a power that they could not contend with.

Hongjun looked at both sides and said slowly: "From now on, the demon clan will control the sky, and the witch clan will control the earth. The two clans are not allowed to invade each other for 100,000 years." His voice was firm and unquestionable, as if this was an order of fate that could not be disobeyed.

The people from the demon clan and the witch clan looked at each other. Although they felt somewhat unwilling in their hearts, they also knew that they had no room for resistance in the face of Hongjun's suffocatingly powerful strength.

Donghuang Taiyi pondered for a moment, then said: "Since Senior Hongjun has made such a decision, we, the demon race, are willing to abide by it." Although there was a hint of reluctance in his voice, it was more of rationality and respect.

After some discussion, the Twelve Ancestral Witches finally nodded in agreement: "We, the Witch Clan, also agree." Their voices were also full of respect for Hongjun and a desire for peace.

So, the two tribes withdrew their troops. The demon tribe, with a trace of reluctance and helplessness, slowly returned to their sky territory. Their figures gradually moved away in the sky, as if they were carrying an unfinished mission. The witch tribe returned to the earth and continued to protect their homeland. Their tall figures gradually moved away on the earth, as if they had merged with the earth.

As time went by, the prehistoric continent temporarily returned to peace. But beneath this seemingly calm surface, undercurrents surged, as if a new storm could be set off at any time.

The demons continued to strengthen their power in the sky. They worked hard to practice magic and try to increase the power of the Zhoutian Xingdou formation. Donghuang Taiyi was always alert to the movements of the witches. He knew that although the war was temporarily stopped, the future situation was still full of uncertainty. His deep eyes often looked at the earth, as if he was thinking about future strategies.

The Wu Clan did not relax their vigilance on the land. The twelve witch ancestors continued to study the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, trying to make it more powerful. Their focused expressions seemed to be in dialogue with the ancient power. They were also constantly training a new generation of Wu Clan warriors to be fully prepared for possible future battles. Under their guidance, those young Wu Clan warriors gradually grew into powerful warriors.