"Alas, the prehistoric world is so vast and boundless, but no matter whether it is the Lich clan or all the prehistoric races, they only kill and destroy wantonly, but no race understands the greatness of the world and repays it."
Over the course of ten thousand years, Nuwa has traveled through countless prehistoric and dangerous places and met countless prehistoric races. However, none of them can understand the world. They only know how to kill and take, and she can't help but sigh in her heart.
"Then what are the merits that Li Xuan mentioned?" Nuwa murmured, looking at the ruins ignited by the war in the distance, and sighed: "Alas, which race in the prehistoric era can understand the heaven and earth?"
"Boom!"
After Nuwa finished speaking, a flash of lightning roared to life in her mind. Nuwa's eyes became empty for a moment, and she kept muttering "Heaven and earth, race, heaven and earth..."
Following Nuwa's sudden enlightenment, the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the Three Flowers of the Divine Soul boiled up and continuously integrated into the true spirit of Nuwa's Divine Soul.
"Race...Race..." Nuwa's eyes were dull and she kept repeating in her mouth, her aura became more and more vast and misty, and the wheel of the law of creation emerged behind her. It became more and more solid as it turned wildly, and her understanding of the law continued to deepen. "Boom!"
Nuwa's divine body shook, and the law of creation behind her was directly fulfilled. The Taoist wheel hung in the void like a substance. A terrifying aura filled the air, and the divine power covered hundreds of millions of miles. The monsters who were still fighting each other not far away were instantly killed.
This sudden and terrifying suppression of divine power directly transformed into its original form, lying on the ground without daring to move, with eyes full of fear.
In Buzhou Mountain, in the Pangu Temple, thirteen divine lights rushed out from the temple and fell on the nearby sacred mountain. They were none other than Di Jiang Xingtian and other powerful Wu clan men.
Divine light bloomed in Di Jiang's eyes, and his vision directly penetrated countless space barriers.
"Hmph, this aura actually belongs to the demon Nuwa. I never thought that the majestic demon emperor Wa would secretly appear in our ancient land." Di Jiang snorted coldly.
"Brother, I'm going to kill that Nuwa right now!" the ancestral witch Zhurong shouted, the Zhurong flag emerged from his hand, wisps of divine fire gushed out, his eyes were filled with anger, and he was about to set off to kill Nuwa, with a strong and kind man beside him.
When the ancestral witch also has murderous intent in his eyes, he will follow Zhu Rong.
"Wait a minute, brother, that Nuwa is the saint appointed by Hongjun. Looking at her breath, I'm afraid Nuwa is about to become a saint." Time Ancestor Wu Zhujiu said in a gloomy voice.
"Become a saint? Then what are you waiting for? Brothers, let's kill together. Before Nuwa becomes a saint, kill her directly!" Zhu Rong shouted.
"Stop." Zhu Rong and others were about to take action when they were stopped by Di Jiang.
"Brother, what are you doing? That Nuwa is the demon emperor of the demon clan. If she is made a saint, the demon clan's strength will not increase dramatically. What will we, the witch clan, do then!" Zhu Rong and others asked in confusion.
"Okay, Nuwa will not interfere in the Lich War." Di Jiang said, and then directly explained the direct transaction between Li Xuan and Nuwa to everyone.
"Brother Li Xuan still has a way. He can hold back a saint from the demon clan with just one Fuxi." The ancestor witch Jumang said, after all, Nuwa's becoming a saint is the way of heaven or what Hongjun said. If he and others come forward at this time,
If he tries to stop him, he will inevitably be blocked by Hongjun's veteran. Although the ancestral witch is belligerent, he is still very afraid of Hongjun.
"Cough! Cough!" The ancestral wizard Shebishi on the side coughed and muttered.
Ju Mang was startled and looked at Hou Tu, just in time to see a flash of worry in the latter's eyes, and said quickly: "Don't worry, little sister, brother Li Xuan has already said that brother Li Xuan will be fine."
Everyone quickly spoke out to comfort him.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Hou Tu said with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
……
"Yes, since there is no such thing in ancient times, let's create a race that can truly understand the world." Nuwa's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Boom!"
As soon as Nuwa finished speaking, purple thunder roared in the sky, countless thunderclouds gathered, and the boundless light of merit flashed among the thunderclouds.
The strange vision caused by Nuwa's sudden surge of aura not only alarmed the witch clan, but also countless powerful people from ancient times set their sights on the ancient land.
In Kunlun Wonderland, Pangu Sanqing looked at the vision in the void with complicated expressions.
"Brother, why did this heavenly punishment suddenly appear!" Taoist Tongtian said in shock.
"No, this is not a punishment from heaven. If it were a punishment from heaven, there would never be such a vast light of merit and virtue." I said in a deep voice, his usually indifferent face full of solemnity.
"I'm afraid that Junior Sister Nuwa is not far away from becoming a saint." After a while, Taiqing Laozi sighed deeply.
Hearing this, the face of Yuan Tianzun beside him became more and more ugly. Yuan Yuan had always thought that even if the Taoist Patriarch had given him the Six Paths of Hongmeng Purple Qi, the Pangu Sanqings would be the first to attain enlightenment. However, they did not expect that the youngest Nuwa would be the first one to do so.
One step, how can the original sentiments of Pangu, which has always claimed to be authentic, be embarrassing.
On Lingshan Mountain in the Western Continent, countless golden lights bloomed on the top of the mountain. Two bald Taoists dressed in moon-white were looking excitedly at the vision of the ancient world.
"Haha, senior brother, I didn't expect that the first person to become a saint was Nuwa. If a woman is allowed to take the first step, Sanqing's face must be very interesting." Taoist Zhunti laughed, although Zhunti is known as the most shameless person in the world.
, even the holy throne came back crying shamelessly in front of the great masters of the whole prehistoric era, but this does not mean that Zhunti does not care. Sanqing claims to be Pangu authentic, and naturally looks down on shameless people like Zhunti.
Thinking of the ugly expression on his original face that usually sneered at him, Zhunti felt relieved.
"Junior brother Zhunti, it seems that Nuwa is about to become a saint. I guess the day of my sainthood is not far away." Taoist Jie Yin said. Facing the saint, even Taoist Jie Yin who practices the Great Way of Nirvana can't help but feel...
A burst of heat.
"Become a saint, senior brother, do you think that if we become a saint, can the Western Continent be restored to its former prosperity?"
……
In the ancient land, Nuwa, who had already reached enlightenment at this time, did not pay any attention to the changes around her. She kept mumbling: "The law of creation, creation...creation of all things..."
The aura on Nuwa's body became more and more vast, and countless heavenly energy machines were locked around her. At this time, if anyone dared to approach Nuwa, they would be blown to pieces by the power of heaven.
"That's right, creation..." Nuwa's eyes shined brightly, and with the help of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the law of creation behind her was directly transformed into Tao and integrated into herself. Nuwa's aura suddenly surged, making her a quasi-sage in the late stage and a quasi-sage at the peak!
"My way has been accomplished!" Nuwa said with a slight smile.
"Buzz!" A mysterious light fell from the sky in the void and turned directly into a huge divine cauldron. It was the ultimate innate spiritual treasure - the Qiankun Cauldron! Nine Heavenly Breathing Soil and Three Light Divine Water were placed inside the cauldron.
Integrating most of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Nuwa has already understood what her chance to become a saint is.
"Disciple, thank you Master for this gift." She bowed toward the void, and the Great Avenue of Creation instantly condensed behind Nuwa. With a wave of her hand, the divine light of the Qiankun Cauldron glowed...