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"puff!"

Nuwa's delicate body trembled violently, and she suddenly spat out a mouthful of dazzling holy blood!

Blood beads floated in the air, each drop reflecting her constantly crumbling Holy Mother Dao Fruit, and the rapidly declining fortune of the human race!

Her face turned deathly pale, her breathing became erratic, and the dazzling rainbow light around her dimmed by three points!

"You...you all...!"

Nuwa gritted her teeth, her eyes burning with fury that seemed almost tangible, yet a sense of unprecedented panic rose deep within her heart.

She could feel that her holy position, which had been stable for billions of years, was beginning to waver slightly due to the drastic decline in the fortune of the human race!

Although he won't fall from the Saint Realm, it's a fact that his cultivation has been damaged and his foundation shaken!

And all of this was because of a single sentence spoken by Xuandu!

"Xuan Du...you deserve to die!!!"

Nuwa went completely mad, no longer caring about her saintly demeanor. The Creation Stone in her palm shone brightly, and she smashed it fiercely towards Xuandu!

The divine stone slipped from his hand and instantly expanded, transforming into a colossal crimson-gold seal that blotted out the sky!

On the seal, mountains and rivers crumbled, rivers flowed backward, all things withered, and all living beings perished... evolving into a scene of the end times!

This is the opposite of the way of creation: destruction!

With the power of creation, it can perform acts of destruction; its power surpasses even the supernatural abilities of ordinary saints!

This attack... was unleashed by Nuwa in anger, using all of her saintly power!

The Heavenly Saint of the Fourth Heaven unleashed a full-force attack, determined to completely annihilate Xuandu!

"Good timing."

Xuan Du's gaze remained calm. Facing the colossal seal of creation that could destroy the heavens and the earth, he neither retreated nor avoided it, but instead took a step forward.

He slowly raised his hand, and in his palm, a chaotic light flowed.

It is neither the divine light of martial arts nor the primordial Daoist charm.

Instead, it was an extremely sharp sword intent!

Heaven-Slaying Sword Intent!

A century of nurturing and tempering has long since merged with his soul, transforming it into his innate supernatural power.

now......

Sword intent unsheathed!

"Buzz!"

There was no earth-shattering sword cry, no dazzling sword light.

Only a faint, illusory sword shadow, barely visible as a hair and of chaotic color, quietly emerged from Xuandu's palm, and then... it was slashed out silently!

Wherever the sword's shadow passed, the void was easily sliced ​​open like thin paper.

Time, space, laws, energy... everything that exists is as nothing before this sword shadow.

"laugh."

The instant the sword shadow collided with the colossal seal of creation.

A soft sound.

The giant seal... suddenly froze.

The mountains, rivers, and all living things on the body that depicted the end times were erased as if by an invisible eraser, disappearing inch by inch.

In the blink of an eye.

That colossal seal of creation, which blotted out the sky and possessed terrifying power, transformed into countless specks of light that drifted into the void.

And that chaotic sword shadow... its momentum undiminished, continued to slash towards Nuwa!

"What?!"

Nuwa's pupils contracted sharply, and for the first time, a clear look of horror appeared on her face!

She could see it clearly.

Xuan Du's sword strike was neither a forceful attack nor a direct confrontation with the laws of magic.

Instead... it directly severed the foundation of the Creation Seal!

It was as if the giant seal itself... had been negated by that single sword strike!

What... what kind of swordsmanship is this?!

It can actually touch upon the essence?!

"Buzz!"

At the critical moment, the Creation Wheel behind Nuwa's head suddenly spun, and the seven-colored light surged, transforming into a thick, tangible Creation Light Shield that firmly protected her figure!

"clang!!!"

The sword shadow struck the light barrier, producing a loud clang like metal clashing!

The light shield trembled violently, and countless fine cracks appeared on it. The glow of the light flickered wildly, but in the end... it did not break!

Nuwa retreated ten thousand miles, her face paling even more, her eyes still filled with horror.

She could clearly sense the terror of that sword strike.

If she hadn't protected herself with the Creation Immortal Wheel in time, her foundation for the Holy Path would probably have been damaged!

Xuan Du... actually possesses the power to threaten even a saint?!

"This child... must not be allowed to live!"

Nuwa's murderous intent surged, and she no longer cared about the dignity of a saint or the grand plan of the Great Tribulation.

The seven-colored light around him surged once more, and the scroll of the nation containing the phantom of the primordial mountains and rivers in his palm was about to be fully unfurled.

"That's enough!"

A gentle yet exceptionally clear voice suddenly came from below.

The voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to carry a strange penetrating power, causing Nuwa to pause slightly in her action of gathering the power of a sage.

She subconsciously lowered her eyes and looked towards the source of the sound.

It is Fuxi.

Her brother, who was always gentle, refined, and thoughtful.

At this moment, Fuxi stood deep within the Demon Court, his moon-white robe fluttering in the wind, stirred by the holy might and primordial Dao rhythm surging in the void.

He raised his head, his gaze calmly looking at Nuwa, then at Xuandu.

Those eyes, which usually reflected endless deductions, were now surprisingly clear, as if they had made some kind of decision.

"Elder brother...you..."

Nuwa's pupils contracted slightly, and an ominous premonition suddenly gripped her sacred heart.

She could hardly believe her intuition.

Could it be...?

Could it be that Fuxi would really accept Xuandu's offer at this moment, in front of his sage sister?

Join the Jie Sect?

How is this possible?!

"Vice Master of Xuandu"

Fuxi did not respond to Nuwa immediately, but slowly turned around, faced Xuandu, and bowed slightly.

His movements were composed and his manners impeccable, just as he always did when meeting distinguished guests at the Demon Court.

But that title made Nuwa's heart sink to the bottom.

"I, Fuxi..."

Fuxi paused, his voice clear and steady, yet in this world frozen by the wrath of the saint, it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples.

"I wish to join the Jie Sect."

As the seven words fell, the world fell silent.

It was as if even the raging chaotic air currents and the turbulent seven-colored rays of light froze at this moment.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were ashen-faced, their lips moving but unable to utter a sound.

The scene they least wanted to see has finally happened.

The Demon Emperor Xi Huang, the elder brother of the Sage Nuwa, is actually going to join the Jie Sect under the watchful eyes of the entire demon race and all the spirits of the primordial world!

"Buzz!!!"

The seven-colored radiance that was about to erupt around Nuwa suddenly became disordered!

Her delicate body trembled violently, and she staggered back half a step, leaving spiderweb-like cracks in the air beneath her feet.

That once beautiful and radiant face was now completely drained of color, leaving only an unbelievable pallor and a chilling coldness that ran deep in the bones from the betrayal of a loved one.

She stared intently at Fuxi, at the face that was connected to her by blood and had accompanied her through countless eons.

Her eyes were churning with astonishment, rage, and... a hint of panic about being abandoned that she herself hadn't even noticed.

"What...what did you say?"

Nuwa's voice was dry and hoarse, as if every word was burning her throat:

"Say it again?"

She wished she had misheard.

She preferred to believe that a great calamity was approaching, causing chaos in the heavenly order and interfering with her sage-like perception.