This figure was equally incomparably graceful.
Although her aura was entirely different from that of the unfamiliar Female Saint.
She was likewise a woman whose beauty overshadowed the Primordial Land.
Three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall.
When her stunning eyes opened and closed, they seemed like the alternation of day and night.
She wore dazzling Phoenix Coronet and Cloud Robes, looking exceptionally breathtaking.
Her figure was slender and lithe. Even this hazy silhouette alone seemed capable of stealing one's soul.
At the sight of this woman, gasps rang out one after another throughout the Primordial Land.
The woman who had appeared above the Primordial Land was none other than Saint Nuwa.
After appearing, Saint Nuwa confronted the Mysterious Woman.
There seemed to be an inexplicable hostility between them.
"These two Female Saints are simply too stunning... They could truly be said to outshine the entire Primordial Land..."
A great being in the Primordial Land looked at the mysterious woman, then at Saint Nuwa.
He wore an utterly dazed expression.
And he was not the only one.
Many great beings felt their heartbeats suddenly accelerate at that moment.
Their blood surged through their entire bodies.
After all, the two women in the sky were simply too gorgeous.
They possessed two completely different kinds of beauty.
One glance at the Mysterious Woman made people forget that she possessed the Saintly Fruit.
She appeared frail and delicate, yet possessed boundless beauty.
She made people's blood race and their thoughts wander, leaving them wishing they could press her into their arms and ravish her.
She possessed an aura that stirred desire.
Saint Nuwa, on the other hand, possessed a sacred aura.
It was an aura that could only be admired from afar, never defiled.
They were clearly both women, clearly both Saints, yet the difference they gave people was worlds apart...
The two Female Saints in the sky were absolutely unparalleled beings whose beauty overshadowed the Primordial Land.
At this moment, everyone quietly awaited how matters would unfold.
With Goddess Nuwa appearing, it meant Goddess Nuwa was about to make her move.
No one knew whether this woman could withstand it.
Nuwa in the sky stared intently at the woman before her, her gaze wary and filled with hostility.
Only after a long while did Nuwa speak:
"Who are you?"
Hearing Nuwa's question, the Mysterious Woman smiled charmingly. Her soft laughter carried a bewitching allure capable of toppling kingdoms.
"In reply to Sister Nuwa, this little woman has neither name nor surname. I am an orphan adopted by Master and bestowed the name Sanqi."
The moment those words were spoken.
The many Primordial Great Beings erupted in an uproar.
All of them felt as though thunder had crashed through their minds, finding it unbelievable.
Sanqi?
That name was rather strange. They had never heard of such a person in the Primordial Land.
Even stranger was that this woman before them, who possessed the realm of a Saint, had a master?
Was it true?
After all, the news was simply too astonishing.
A Saint's master?
Could it be another Saint?
At that thought, many people wailed inwardly.
Just how many great beings were still hidden within this Primordial Land?
Were they supposed to live at all?
In the sky, Nuwa faced the woman's reply.
Her pupils suddenly contracted.
Her expression changed slightly.
This peerlessly elegant woman had a master?
Could this woman's master also be a Saint?
If so, matters had become somewhat complicated.
"Sister Sanqi, this Human Race is utterly rebellious. They have cast aside their roots and abandoned their source. Not only have they severed ties with me, their sister, they have even cursed the Sorcerer Race and Demon Race. Why do you still protect these lowly humans?"
Nuwa was the first to press the issue.
In truth, Nuwa did not wish for the Human Race to be completely exterminated.
Nor did she harbor such intentions.
When the Human Race forced her to take a stance, she had also felt quite pained.
After all, the Human Race had been born from her hands.
How could she not feel distressed now that matters had reached this point?
It was merely that she had reasons why she could not act, nothing more.
Yet a woman had suddenly appeared, repeatedly declaring that she would protect the Human Race.
This stirred jealousy in Nuwa's heart.
The Human Race had been created by her.
Whether they perished or prospered, it had to be decided by Nuwa herself.
Since the other woman wished to protect the Human Race.
Then Nuwa would insist on making the Human Race suffer.
She absolutely could not let things go as the other woman wished.
The Human Race had been created by her.
No matter what happened, she had to be the one to decide.
Why should anyone else interfere?
Otherwise, Nuwa's reputation would suffer.
Sanqi merely smiled faintly, her smile blooming like a flower, dazzling beyond compare.
"Sister Nuwa, please do not make things difficult for Sanqi. The task of protecting the Human Race was assigned by Master. If Sanqi cannot complete it, Master will spank her..."
The moment Sanqi said this, the expressions of all the great beings in the Primordial Land became strange.
A task arranged by Master...
If she could not complete it, Master would spank her...
Spank a Saint's backside...
Then they looked at the incomparably beautiful Sanqi.
That image surfaced in their minds.
Their blood immediately surged.
Countless people even began bleeding from their noses.
Hearing this, Saint Nuwa's face instantly darkened.
This woman truly did not know what was good for her?
She had already made herself perfectly clear.
Yet the other woman still refused to give her face.
This greatly displeased her:
"Could it be that Sister Sanqi insists on saving the Human Race?"
Her tone had already turned cold, even somewhat stiff.
Still smiling brightly, Sanqi nodded and looked at Nuwa with narrowed eyes. A startlingly seductive charm appeared on her face.
"Yes, yes, Sanqi intends to save the Human Race. What will Sister Nuwa do about it? Are you unhappy? Then tell your little sister, why are you unhappy?"
"Does Sister not allow others to want what she does not want? No wonder Master often says that Sister Nuwa is a Snake Demon... Looking at it now, Sister truly does resemble a Snake Demon..."
As she spoke, she began to laugh softly, her smile capable of toppling kingdoms.
All living beings in the Primordial Land were dumbfounded upon hearing this.
Nuwa... a Snake Demon?
This woman truly dared to say it...
In such a soft and delicate tone, she called Nuwa a Snake Demon...
She was truly using the gentlest tone to speak the harshest words.
This woman named Sanqi was absolutely not to be underestimated.
She actually dared to directly lash out at Saint Nuwa.
At the very least, this showed that she did not fear Nuwa.
Nuwa's lips twitched upon hearing this.
The anger in her heart gradually boiled over.
She had never expected the other woman to refuse her face so completely.
Calling her a Snake Demon before all living beings of the Primordial Land...
Was that not a provocation?
Nuwa's face darkened like water.
The Saint's aura around her surged forth.
As Saint Nuwa's aura erupted.
The entire Primordial Land seemed to darken.
That vast pressure enveloped the entire Primordial Land.
All the great beings sensed this aura, and their expressions changed slightly.
Was Goddess Nuwa preparing to make her move?
This was truly somewhat exciting...
Everyone stared at the two figures in the sky whose beauty overshadowed the Primordial Land.
They quietly waited for events to unfold.
Sanqi smiled faintly. Even in the face of Nuwa's overwhelmingly powerful aura, she remained unafraid:
"Sister Snake Demon is indeed formidable. Are you preparing to attack your little sister? Sister, do not regret it..."
Her voice was exceptionally soft and sweet, carrying a touch of laziness, utterly pleasing to the ear.
Her words were incomparably arrogant.
There was not the slightest hint of fear.
By now, Goddess Nuwa's face had completely darkened.
The other woman truly refused to give her any face:
"Since that is the case, the two of us can only have a match..."
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