Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

At this moment, she believed that victory was in her grasp. She only needed to wait for Zhou Yi's destiny for humanity to be completely stripped away, and then humanity would fall into her hands once again.

She wouldn't even mind "playing" with these humans during this time, because in her view, it was nothing more than the struggle of ants.

Zhang Yun wielded his brush with lightning speed, writing the bold lines: "A small battle at Golden Valley, Xiao Mian embracing the jade saddle. I wish to draw the sword at my waist, to directly slay Loulan." Instantly, a miraculous thing happened. Ruthless Man and Ye Yi felt a powerful and mysterious force flow into their bodies, igniting the passion and courage in their hearts, and a fearless heroic spirit arose spontaneously.

The power of the attack suddenly increased significantly.

Its aura became even more ferocious, and its magical power flowed more freely, as if it had broken free from some restrictions.

"Another one."

Nuwa turned her head and looked down at Fang Yun.

That glance startled her.

Unlike Ruthless and Ye Yi, Fang Yun exudes a unique aura of the Great Dao.

Although he had not yet reached the level of a quasi-saint, his power was something Nuwa dared not underestimate.

Fang Yun's eyes were calm as he quietly watched Nuwa in the sky.

Gradually, a faint golden light appeared around him.

The aura of righteousness seemed to materialize, swirling around him and emitting a deep whistling sound, like a battle horn.

Driven by this powerful force, the barrier that Nuwa had casually set up began to crack under the combined attack of the ruthless man and Ye Yi.

The two exerted all their strength, their magical power crashing against the barrier wave after wave like surging ocean waves.

Finally, with a deafening roar, the barrier shattered, turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

The power contained within these fragments tore through the surrounding space, leaving behind spiderweb-like traces.

"They actually succeeded! This is a defense built by a saint."

"The saint's protection has been broken."

Witnessing all this, the onlookers around gasped in shock.

Below the level of a sage, all are but ants; even a quasi-sage is often powerless to reverse the fate of a sage.

However, these two humans have now broken through the Sage's defenses and are still fighting.

Could they really harm a saint with the strength of a quasi-saint?

Before this, only the I Ching had accomplished a similar feat by utilizing the fortunes of humankind.

Is humanity about to create a second miracle? And this time, entirely through their own strength.

As everyone thought this, their eyes grew increasingly eager, fixed on the battlefield, anticipating the next miracle.

However, reality dealt them a blow.

Just as Ruthless Man and Ye Yi's weapons were about to touch Nuwa, a red embroidered ball suddenly appeared, followed by a blinding light.

The two had no time to react before they were suddenly sent flying.

"You have underestimated the power of the saint."

Nuwa's cold voice rang out, and the red embroidered ball, under her control, shot straight towards Ye Yi.

Ye Yi felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, with no way to dodge, and crashed directly into the red embroidered ball.

His body crashed into the nearby hill at high speed.

In an instant, the hill collapsed under the powerful impact, turning into countless rubble and raising clouds of dust.

Although the ruthless man used the divine light to slightly resist Nuwa's attack, this resistance quickly collapsed in the face of absolute power.

His aura suddenly froze, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell helplessly back to the ground.

Ye Yi endured the excruciating pain in his chest, clutching his chest, and struggled to crawl out of the ruins of the hill.

Nuwa gently raised her hand, and Zhou Yi let out an even more piercing scream.

At this moment, his face was ashen, most of his human destiny had been stripped away, and the flame of his life flickered and was about to be extinguished, as if he would soon die.

Fang Yun took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He slowly put down the jade pen in his hand, and a surge of righteousness welled up in his heart, his whole body enveloped in golden light.

Nuwa looked up at Fang Yun, her heart filled with doubt and disdain.

What does this human boy want to do? Does he want to change the predetermined fate?

However, what Fang Yun said next greatly shocked Nuwa.

"Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs."

Fang Yun spoke these words in a low but firm voice, the last few words almost squeezed out through gritted teeth.

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of justice around him vanished instantly, Fang Yun's face turned as white as snow, and his breath almost disappeared completely.

His actions were undoubtedly revealing a secret, and exposing it to the entire prehistoric world.

Such behavior has extremely serious consequences.

But the effects are immediate.

That sense of justice, at the crucial moment, actually drew upon the power of Heaven, like an invisible chain that temporarily bound Nuwa.

The Kongtong Seal, which had been shining brightly and frantically absorbing the destiny of the human race, had dimmed somewhat at this moment.

"You think this will stop me?"

Nuwa was furious, unable to understand why these people would make such futile attempts.

People rushed forward one after another, but was it really useful? In her view, it was nothing more than a hopeless resistance.

At this moment, the three people were in three different states: one was as pale as snow, one was struggling in the ruins, and the other was tightly suppressed and unable to move.

Nuwa believed that the human race was no longer able to pose a threat to her.

People who were once full of hope were saddened after witnessing all of this.

The power of the sage far exceeds their imagination; today they are likely doomed.

Di Hong and his group were already poised to act swiftly in the critical moment and escape with Zhou Yi.

Just as Di Hong was about to make his move, Yu Qiang suddenly gestured for him to stop. "What is that?"

Yu Qiang's voice revealed a hint of surprise.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up and saw a point of light in the sky gradually growing larger, like a fireball falling from the sky.

This scene was not unfamiliar to Nuwa; clearly, the visitors were hostile, and their target was likely the Book of Changes.

The fireball hovered in mid-air, the flames dissipated, and in its place spread a thick black mist.

"Nuwa, do you think you can forcibly pull the human race back just because they've escaped your control?" The voice from the black mist made everyone's ears ring. "Where were you when you allowed the demon race to slaughter the human race?"

"Why are you only now standing up against the heroes who protect the interests of humanity?"

Nuwa's expression shifted unpredictably. "Why aren't you saying anything? Are you the guardian of the human race or the leader of the demon race?" The voice from the black mist rang out again, laced with mockery and contempt.

"Who are you?"

"Boy, my name is Yu Hao." As the inky black mist gradually dissipated, Yu Hao's face was revealed, showing no fear in the face of the powerful Nuwa.

"Another quasi-saint has arrived. Do you think he can change anything?" Nuwa's words were clearly tinged with impatience.

The long struggle left her exhausted, especially the sudden resistance that challenged her limits.

"Even a tiny insect should know its place." Nuwa gently raised her hand, and a force of law, carrying boundless majesty, swept towards Yu Hao. In an instant, the world changed color, space trembled, and ripples spread across the void wherever it went.