I Will Split Open His Heavenly Spirit Cap With My Own Hands!

Within Jade Void Palace, Heavenly Lord Yuanshi had received his Master's decree ahead of time and had long since silently assented.

He understood that this was not a discussion, but a foregone conclusion.

Earlier, he had been Opening the Altar to Preach the Dao to the few remaining direct disciples, every word a pearl, every sentence fraught with hidden meaning.

But now, the dojo had fallen silent, and the lecture had been interrupted.

"You are to contemplate well. I shall proceed to the Heavenly Court to quell the chaos. When I return, I will inspect each and every one of your cultivation advancements."

"Your disciples respectfully see Master off!"

The disciples answered in unison, their voices shaking the halls.

At the same time, golden lotuses abruptly bloomed throughout the western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. Jieyin Saint stepped upon auspicious light and tore through the air.

Lastly, Wa Huang Palace.

Ever since Nuwa had rebuked Hongjun in open court last time, it was as though a thunderbolt had jolted her awake. From then on, she shut herself away, spending her days seated in silence within a side hall draped in trailing wisteria, burning incense and playing the qin, refusing to concern herself with worldly affairs.

Hongjun's voice transmission once more pierced the palace walls and softly fell upon her ears.

A faint sigh drifted out, subtle as wind passing through a pine forest. Nuwa slowly lifted her lashes, her gaze cold and clear, as though reflecting an ancient frozen pool.

"Teacher's intent to slaughter the Human Race has already spread like a prairie fire... Is there truly no room left to turn this around? Must we once again repeat the tragedy of the Witch-Demon War, with blood staining the nine heavens and corpses strewn across the wilds?"

She did