At this time, the news that the Wu Race and the Monster Race were about to go to war spread like wildfire throughout the heavens and all realms, reaching the ears of every god like a hurricane.
"The war started this early? I thought they would take more time to prepare."
A god, upon hearing the news, expressed his surprise.
"This is because the Wu Race killed ten daughters of Donghuang Taiyi, which completely enraged him. But wars often break out like this—due to some unexpected incident. It's never ideal, is it? Still, it's better for everyone if the victor is decided quickly," another god said in a low voice.
"I wonder, who will be the final victor between these two races?" one god pondered.
"I believe it will be the Wu Race," a god replied in a deep voice. "They are the authentic descendants of Pangu, carrying the powerful bloodline of the Chaos Demon God.
Though they do not cultivate supernatural powers or primordial spirits, they rely on their overwhelming strength and physique to crush everything in their path.
Their strongest weapons are not Magic Treasures, but their fists and feet. They are invincible.
Most importantly, they have the support of some God Kings from the Giant Axe Arena, who admire their raw strength. This time, the Wu Race will surely win."
He believed the Wu Race was destined to be the protagonists of this prehistoric world.
"No, you're wrong," another god immediately shook his head. "Although the Wu Race has the support of the God Kings in the Giant Axe Arena, the Monster Race is not without backing.
Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jun, Kunpeng, and other Heavenly Emperors of the Monster Race are disciples of powerful God Kings. Even behind the Demon Gods, there are Chaos Demon Gods supporting them. Their background must not be underestimated.
Moreover, the Monster Race is a coalition of billions of races. Compared to the Wu Race, their numbers far exceed them. Even if their individual strength is weaker, their sheer numbers can overwhelm the Wu Race."
He believed the Monster Race would ultimately prevail.
"Ridiculous! If numbers alone determined the outcome of war, then what would be the point of gods or great supernatural powers?"
"Exactly. In all the heavens and realms, only top-tier powerhouses determine the outcome of war. No matter how many ordinary lives there are, they're merely statistics."
"That may be true, but doesn't the Monster Race have many high-level powerhouses? Just Taiyi, Di Jun, and Kunpeng alone are top-tier Quasi-Saint experts. Add the Twelve Demon Gods, and they become virtually unstoppable. What does the Wu Race have?"
"You speak nonsense. The Twelve Ancestor Wu alone can sweep through everything. The formation they create—the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons—can summon Pangu's Real Body. Even ordinary Saints cannot easily contend with that.
This one formation alone is enough to suppress all Demon Gods and turn the tide."
"Heh, the Twelve Capitals Formation is indeed powerful, but Taiyi and Di Jun's Universe Star Formation is not to be underestimated.
It's said that this formation was derived from the Chaos Universe Star Formation of the City Lord. Even if they only replicate one-billionth of its power, it's enough to grind the Twelve Ancestor Wu to dust."
The gods debated fiercely, splitting into two factions—one believing in the victory of the Wu Race, the other in the Monster Race.
The reason for the division was simple: both races were evenly matched. Even the gods couldn't foresee the final victor.
Regardless, all divine eyes were fixed on this monumental war.
Several days later.
Before the Monster Race could launch an attack, the Wu Race struck first. They mobilized a great army and launched a direct assault on the Monster Heaven Court.
"Die, Monster Race! Today marks the fall of your monster court!"
The Twelve Ancestor Wu joined forces and activated the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons, summoning Pangu's Real Body and charging into the Ancient Demon Court with unmatched ferocity.
Alongside the Ancestor Wu, many other powerful members of the Wu Race—such as Jiufeng, Chiyou, Xingtian, Xiangliu, Yu'er, and Yuguo—joined the battle. They were all renowned warriors of the tribe.
"Wu Race, you court death!"
Witnessing this, Taiyi and Di Jun flew into a rage. They immediately activated the Universe Star Formation of the Monster Heavenly Court, drawing upon the energy of countless stars and unleashing a downpour of starlight to clash with the Twelve Capitals Formation.
At the same time, the Twelve Demon Gods—Shangyang, Kaiming Beast, Jimeng, Yingzhao, Bai Ze, Qiongqi, Yongduan, Qinyuan, Guiche, Bifang Crane, Jiuying, and Chongmingniao—also charged in to confront the great warriors of the Wu Race.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the forces of the Wu Race and the Monster Race clashed, unleashing an earth-shattering roar. The heavens trembled, laws shook, and even the sky of the Monster Heavenly Court cracked under the pressure.
Although the Twelve Capitals Formation was incredibly powerful and capable of summoning Pangu's Real Body, equal in power to a Saint, the Monster Race was no pushover.
Taiyi wielded the Chaos Orb, Di Jun held the Wu-Slaying Sword, and together with the Universe Star Formation, they fought evenly against the summoned Pangu.
"Die!"
Ancestor Wu Dijiang and the others roared, their killing intent boiling over.
Rumble~~
A phantom of Pangu's Real Body emerged in the void, wielding the Sky-Opening Axe, as if the Chaos Demon God Pangu himself had returned from the distant past, exuding terrifying divine might.
Even Prehistoric World blessed the summoned body, empowering it with immense cosmic authority. Each movement was capable of splitting heaven and earth.
"The Twelve Capitals Formation can really summon Pangu's Real Body? I feel as if I'm sensing the true aura of the Chaos Demon God Pangu from the Era of Enlightenment."
Outside the Prehistoric World, a Chaos Demon God couldn't help but exclaim. He had lived since the same era as Gu Chuan, and had witnessed the might of Pangu firsthand.
Though it was only a phantom, it had condensed to near reality, as if summoning the ancient demon god from across time and space.
"The Universe Star Formation of the Monster Race is no joke either," a God King muttered.
In the sky, Taiyi and Di Jun combined their strength. Countless stars revolved, emitting dazzling starlight interwoven with the laws of the universe.
Under this cosmic suppression, all living beings felt unimaginable gravity, unable to move freely. Even Pangu's Real Body seemed pressured by countless worlds.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At that moment, Pangu's Real Body collided with the power of the stars, and another deafening explosion rang out. The clash between the Wu Race and the Monster Race reached a peak, shaking the heavens.
All the gods were drawn in, watching with awe.
Though both the Monster Race and the Wu Race were still immature compared to ancient powers, their potential was undeniable. Even the gods could not look away from this legendary war.