I'm In Heaven, I Just Want To Work Overtime

Chapter 13: The Great Formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods

"Who is this sudden existence? It can actually suppress the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

"I'm afraid it's a demon god born from chaos!"

"We should leave as soon as possible, so as not to be affected by the aftermath of their battle."

...

Whispers among the distant group of Innate deities.

The murmurs of the gods couldn't escape Xia Yi's divine consciousness, leaving him somewhat confused.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches?"

He carefully examined the giant figure in front of him and found that it did resemble the legendary Ancestral Witches.

"How is it possible for there to be such weak Ancestral Witches?"

Xia Yi found it somewhat amusing.

In the primordial world, the Ancestral Witches manifested the laws of heaven and earth, invincible in their physical bodies. With a single punch, they could shatter stars, and with a single step, they could crush the sky. How mighty they were!

How could there not even be a cultivator's cultivation level here?

The most powerful among these twelve "Ancestral Witches" probably couldn't even defeat Qingyangzi.

"Could it be that this is a low-quality version of the primordial world?"

The more Xia Yi thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

The primordial world was like a terrifying and indescribable entity, radiating its power towards the Myriad Worlds and transforming them.

Under the influence of the primordial world, the Myriad Worlds would also evolve various events that occurred in the river of time in the primordial world, in order to seek transcendence and ascend to a more powerful world.

The small world before his eyes was probably newly born and close to the primordial world, so it was deeply affected.

"If you continue to entangle, don't blame me for taking action!"

Even Xia Yi, who had a good temper, was annoyed by these "Ancestral Witches."

He came here to travel, not to kill.

Moreover, he had respect for the "Ancestral Witches" of the primordial world and was unwilling to kill them.

But the current "Twelve Ancestral Witches" didn't think so. Their minds were clouded by the killings, and after a long siege without success, their anger surged. They pounded their chests with their fists, shouting "Witch! Witch!" and shaking the heavens and earth.

Then, black miasma surged from their bodies, enveloping them completely. Twelve streams of black energy rose into the sky, intertwining and gradually condensing into a gigantic image of a man in the void.

"The true form of Pangu?!"

Fear overwhelmed Xia Yi's heart.

In the primordial world, there had always been legends of the Twelve Ancestral Witches condensing the true form of Pangu, capable of challenging even Saints.

The current Pangu image naturally couldn't compare to the primordial world, but it still exuded an immortal-like aura.

"We can't let them condense into the Pangu image!"

Xia Yi's expression became grave. With his current strength, he was far from being able to confront an immortal.

Immediately, he waved the Heaven Corpse Gathering Demon Banner. Dark clouds billowed, and malevolent energy surged. Brilliant green flames several zhang high rose up, interspersed with numerous ink-green Yin Thunder the size of bullets, shooting towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches like a continuous barrage. The momentum was extremely fierce, and after colliding with the Pangu image, they exploded with a bang, causing the heavens and earth to tremble as if they were about to collapse.

These Yin Thunder were discovered in the Heaven Corpse Old Demon's mustard space. They were called the Ten Thousand Poison Yin Thunder, refined from the malevolent energy of the Netherworld. They were extremely vicious and capable of dissolving the physical body and Primordial Spirit, specifically designed to break through the protective treasures of the Profound Gate.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had set up the Great Formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and summoned the Pangu image, but before it could fully condense, it was bombarded chaotically, almost causing it to collapse.

Seizing the opportunity, Xia Yi emitted a green light that condensed into a jade sword. It was ink-green in color, exuding a bone-chilling coldness that even froze the surrounding space.

This ink jade cold sword was crafted by a demonic immortal who found a piece of Yin Jade in the underworld and meticulously polished it. It inherently contained an extreme Yin cold aura. If one were accidentally hit by the cold aura, their physical body would be frozen, and their Primordial Spirit and cultivation base would be unable to operate.

Looking at the ferocious and brutal "Zuwu" in front of him, Xia Yi finally had the intention to kill. He focused all his attention on his sword, and instantly the sword's momentum surged, filled with a chilling coldness.

Among the twelve Zuwu, Shebish is the weakest in strength. To break the Twelve Heavenly Formation, one naturally has to start with him.

Shebish has a human face and a beast body, with ears resembling a dog and a green snake hanging from his ears. He can control all kinds of deadly poisons in the world.

But those toxins of his are useless under the Heavenly Corpse Gathering Demon Banner. In the blink of an eye, he was pierced by the Ink Jade Cold Sword, his whole body frozen into ice, completely extinguishing his vitality.

With Shebish's death, the Twelve Heavenly Formation was instantly broken, and the terrifying Pangu illusion dissipated.

Xia Yi waved his hand, and the thirty-six Huangma Magic Banners fluttered, surrounding the remaining Zuwu like thirty-six flying night demons. He activated the Heavenly Corpse Formation, with thunderous roars from all sides, shaking the earth, rolling corpse clouds, surging malevolence, and an extremely intense battle.

Without the Twelve Heavenly Formation, these Zuwu were just as powerful as a regular Heavenly Tribulation. One after another, Xia Yi found opportunities to pierce them with the Ink Jade Cold Sword.

Before long, there were twelve stiff corpses on the ground.

"If I can refine these Zuwu into the Twelve Heavenly Nether King Flags, it will surpass any Asura Demon Dao!"

Thinking of this, Xia Yi couldn't help but tremble.

After all, the Twelve Heavenly Formation is one of the three ancient fierce formations in legends!

Although the twelve Zuwu died, their souls still remained.

Xia Yi took out the Wujin Soul-capturing Gourd, muttered some words, and pointed. Thick black qi flew out of the Zuwu's corpses and was sucked into the gourd.

This is to capture the souls of the Zuwu!

The original owner of the body was from the Demon Dao, so he was quite familiar with things like refining souls and extracting memories.

Afterward, he began to explore the memories of the Zuwu.

After a long time, Xia Yi showed a strange expression.

Because this world is a low-quality version of the Primordial Era, the Twelve Heavenly Formation is actually a simplified version and not complete.

However, it still grasped the essence of the original version.

Furthermore, the twelve Zuwu in front of him were actually born not long ago and had not grown up yet.

At this point in time, it should be when the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin races were vying for supremacy.

The Witch Demon had not yet risen.

"Regardless, I'll refine them into the Twelve Heavenly Formation Flags first!"

Xia Yi collected the corpses of the twelve Zuwu along with the Huang Zhongli, and then found a secluded place to establish a Cave Mansion.

Outside the Cave Mansion, there was a Xuan Yin Gathering Soul Formation formed by seventy-two Xuan Yin Soul Banners. Ordinary Innate Spirit Roots would not be able to attack.

At this time, the Heavenly Dao had not yet appeared in this small world of the Primordial Era, and Yin and Yang were undifferentiated.

As they say, time is not counted in the Primordial Era.

It's unknown how much time passed, but Xia Yi finally crafted twelve one-foot-long, bright red flags. The flagpoles were made of a mixture of Nether Iron and the black Yin Xuan Ice from the bottom of the Heavenly Prison. They were pitch black and exuded a deep chill that entered the soul.

The flag surface was neither silk nor hemp, neither silver nor gold, but a dark red color, resembling solidified blood. It depicted the Witch Demon, vivid and lifelike, as if it was about to jump out and devour someone.

As for the corpses of the twelve Zuwu, Xia Yi extracted their essence and laws because they were too weak. He refined them into the flags.

Once they were sacrificed, they could transform into the appearance of a Witch Demon, just like the Unfathomable Demon Banner.

If refined to a deeper level, they could return from emptiness to reality and condense into the true form of the Zuwu.

But to achieve this level, it would require the souls and malevolence of billions of living beings.

As for malevolence, Xia Yi had plenty of it. There were several gourds of Heavenly Court turbid qi in his mustard seed space.

But the souls of living beings were somewhat difficult for him.

(End of this chapter)