"Zu Long! You're not dead!"
Dong Huang Tai Yi stared in disbelief at the figure that had appeared.
If memory served him correctly, this old fellow, like Yuan Feng and Shi Qi Lin, had perished during the War of the Three Clans.
Yet now, he had reappeared in the Primordial Era, possessing the cultivation of a Hun Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal!
This was also the confusion of all present. They found it incredible that Zu Long had been resurrected.
"You concern yourself too much. Are you happy I'm still alive?"
Zu Long laughed, then his gaze sharpened as he looked at Dong Huang Tai Yi, and then at Di Jun.
"Di Jun, your brother says you're invincible here? I wish to spar!"
"..."
Di Jun really wanted to say that his brother had taken a huge loss and that he wasn't *that* invincible.
After all, he was only half a step into Hun Yuan, while this suddenly appearing Zu Long was a true Hun Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal!
Even half a step was a world of difference!
Zu Long paid him no mind. His gaze was fixed on Di Jun, and he wouldn't let go.
"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your assent. Therefore, to verify, please unleash your full power!"
As Zu Long spoke, he immediately flew towards Di Jun and engaged him in battle.
Di Jun, with no other choice, was forced to respond.
However, how could a semi-finished saint contend with a true Hun Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal? He was quickly forced onto the defensive, barely able to cope.
Dong Huang Tai Yi felt he had put his brother, Jun Zi, in a bind. He wanted to help but couldn't even get close.
Moreover, the Four Dragon Kings and others were already fiercely engaging him and the demon generals, preventing him from intervening.
Seeing this, the armies of the Three Clans were greatly emboldened, their morale soaring, and they fought with unparalleled ferocity.
In contrast, the demon race, due to the saintly pressure emanating from Zu Long, was in a state of panic and had lost all will to fight.
It seemed the tide of the great battle had already turned with Zu Long's appearance.
And just as the morale of the demon race was at its lowest, an army arrived in a grand procession.
"Patriarch Ming He?"
Dong Huang Tai Yi, seeing this army, was immediately filled with joy. It was the army from the Sea of Blood!
"Excellent! Hurry and join forces with us, obey the will of heaven, and quell the Three Clans!"
Dong Huang Tai Yi naturally believed that Patriarch Ming He had brought his army to assist them and follow the heavenly mandate, so he quickly called out to him.
However, Patriarch Ming He repeatedly waved his hands upon hearing this.
"No, no. I have no interest in heavenly mandates. I believe having saints on the side of the Three Clans is more reliable!"
"This!"
Dong Huang Tai Yi was shocked. Was Patriarch Ming He going to defy the will of heaven?
Patriarch Ming He paid him no mind and immediately ordered the army of the Sea of Blood to join the battle and attack the demon race.
The demon race, already demoralized by Zu Long's appearance, now had Patriarch Ming He and the army of the Sea of Blood joining the Three Clans.
This was undoubtedly adding insult to injury for the demon race!
Just as all present believed the outcome of the battle was decided, several powerful auras appeared on the scene.
"Saints?"
All present were shocked. Sensing these pressures, were they not saintly pressures?
As these pressures appeared, several voices echoed.
"We are acting under the command of the Heavenly Dao, specially here to suppress the rebellious saint, Zu Long!"
"Zu Long, it would have been better for you to die quietly. Why did you reappear in the Primordial Era?"
"The Heavenly Dao decrees that Zu Long colluded with Xu Fang and shall be executed!"
As these voices fell, six figures appeared simultaneously, descending beside Zu Long. They were the Six Saints of Heaven and Earth: the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the two from the West.
They wasted no words and directly attacked. With all six saints acting in concert, how could Zu Long, a mere single saint, resist? As their saintly pressures clashed, he was immediately forced to retreat.
"Haha! We are protected by the Heavenly Dao. How can the Three Clans contend with us?"
Dong Huang Tai Yi, seeing this, was overjoyed. With Zu Long trapped by the six saints and unable to break free, his brother, the half-step saint, could finally be of use!
Indeed, it was beneficial to rely on the Heavenly Dao. No matter how cunning the Three Clans were, or how many helpers they had, they were destined to perish!
"Heh heh! I knew Xu Fang would have many arrangements. I didn't expect him to even dig up this fellow Zu Long."
The Heavenly Dao's attention had never left Penglai Immortal Island.
He was shocked by Zu Long's appearance as a saint, but he quickly understood that Xu Fang must be involved.
This was of no consequence, as they had six saints. If ordered, they would act in unison. How could Zu Long, a single saint, resist?
Of course, since Zu Long was on good terms with Xu Fang and was a Hun Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal, he likely knew more. The Heavenly Dao did not order the six saints to kill him directly.
Instead, they planned to use Zu Long to find Xu Fang, or to learn of Xu Fang's next move.
"As for Patriarch Ming He, he is not a threat. I already knew he was colluding with Xu Fang. However, the Underworld is quite patient!"
The Heavenly Dao seemed quite displeased. The Underworld had not acted, and his plan had fallen through in many aspects.
Indeed, the Heavenly Dao had instigated the demon race to attack Penglai Immortal Island and destroy Xu Fang's stronghold precisely to lure out Xu Fang's allies.
Now, the Sea of Blood had made its move, but the Underworld, located nearby, remained silent, leaving the Heavenly Dao quite disappointed.
Dao Ancestor Hong Jun listened to the Heavenly Dao's words and didn't know what to say.
What was Xu Fang up to? He didn't even know how to cooperate effectively. Someone, please pull him out from the Heavenly Dao's grasp!
"Just keep the six saints busy with Zu Long. Don't interfere too much in this battle."
The Heavenly Dao gave an order, his smile growing wider.
"In this way, no matter who wins or loses this battle, we will be the ultimate victors, haha!"
Hong Jun acknowledged the Heavenly Dao's words, feeling increasingly helpless.
Under these circumstances, the Heavenly Dao's plan was advancing step by step. On Xu Fang's side, apart from a few individuals who had revealed themselves, there seemed to be no further action.
And by the time this great battle, which was to complete the Wu-Yao War, concluded, how many more opportunities would they have?
Just then, the Heavenly Dao's avatar suddenly frowned and looked towards Mount Buzhou, which stood tall between heaven and earth.
"Not good!"
The Heavenly Dao's avatar exclaimed. Hong Jun was still wondering what was happening, but soon he wouldn't need to ask.
Because at this moment, a tremendous sound reverberated throughout the entire Primordial Era, followed by a world-shaking commotion that erupted within the Primordial Era.
The entire Primordial Era, like a small boat in stormy seas, swayed unsteadily.
And with this tremor, Mount Buzhou, the pillar of the Primordial Era, its majestic height shaken, collapsed from its base.
Immediately, another thunderous roar echoed throughout the Primordial Era, and the entire land began to shake.