Nuwa Crosses West to the Great Wilderness

At that moment, an unparalleled and overwhelming momentum seemed to envelop the entire Primordial World.

That terrifying pressure caused many to feel panicked.

The billions upon billions of Primordial Beings inexplicably felt their hearts race at this instant.

Countless weaker beings were forced prostrate to the ground by this oppression.

Everyone wondered: where was this threatening intent coming from?

Such astonishing power and the terrifying energy capable of distorting time and space could only belong to a Sage.

"Could it be... that Goddess Nuwa is about to make her move?"

Many Primordial powerhouses had their expressions turn grim in that moment.

The Treasure Ranking had also come to an end.

Was Goddess Nuwa finally going to strike at Sage Zhunti of the West?

After all, that world-destroying aura in the sky was indeed Goddess Nuwa's.

At this moment, that terrifying, unparalleled pressure instantly swept across all directions.

Many weaker cultivators secretly cursed under their breath.

The Primordial World was already unstable, with mysterious powerhouses like Rahu, Sanqi, Yao Yao, and Chang Kong emerging.

Why was Goddess Nuwa losing her mind at a time like this?

Just then, at the edge of the sky, a faint red light suddenly appeared.

Moments later, that red light stretched across from the horizon.

Carrying boundless might, it pressed down toward the Western lands.

The billions upon billions of Primordial Beings grew excited at the sight of that red light.

Some with weaker constitutions even began to tremble.

"That is..."

"The Red Embroidered Ball..."

Many murmured to themselves.

That red light, trailing countless crows, was none other than Goddess Nuwa's Red Embroidered Ball.

An existence ranked thirty-third on the Mystic Treasure Chart.

One after another, Primordial powerhouses looked up at that red light, nearly scared out of their wits.

Now, the Red Embroidered Ball, carrying overwhelming pressure, appeared from the East.

It shot straight toward the West and vanished from sight in an instant.

All the powerhouses understood completely.

Goddess Nuwa had already been angered by that unfamiliar Female Saint named Sanqi.

And on top of that, Sage Zhunti of the West had spoken recklessly.

He had uttered disrespectful words.

Words that belittled Nuwa.

Naturally, Nuwa would not let him off.

At that moment.

That figure with a human head and serpent body, incomparably beautiful, stepped out of Wa Palace in a single stride.

Then she followed the Red Embroidered Ball as it crossed the sky.

A moment later, a clear, ringing voice suddenly resounded through heaven and earth:

"Zhunti of the West, since you have spoken insolently and looked down on me, then make your move—let us have a proper bout!"

"Let this little woman see for herself what means you have to despise me."

The Primordial powerhouses were instantly horrified.

Even before the Mystic Treasure Chart had finished, Goddess Nuwa had already issued a challenge to the entire West.

Now that the Treasure Ranking was over, Goddess Nuwa had finally decided to settle the debt.

This was going to be a show worth watching...

After all, the battle between Nuwa and Zhunti.

Would almost determine who was the weakest Sage!

The East had four Sages.

They were the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa.

Nuwa was the weakest among the four Eastern Sages.

After all, she disliked conflict and her offensive methods were mediocre.

Compared to the Three Pure Ones, naturally, he was slightly inferior.

And in the West, there were two sages!

By comparison, Zhunti was indeed a step behind.

The weakest sage of the East against the weakest sage of the West.

The loser would naturally become the weakest sage.

For a moment, everyone's gaze fixed upon the West.

After all, aside from the era of Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

A battle between sages was happening for the first time.

Thus, it absolutely could not be missed.

Within Tushita Palace, Grand Supreme Old Lord furrowed his brow slightly, his expression somewhat displeased.

Goddess Nuwa's move was a bit rash.

Now that the Hongmeng Purple Gold List had appeared.

Various rankings would follow one after another.

Many matters had yet to be clarified.

Yet Nuwa was already impatient to make a move against Zhunti...

This was indeed lacking in consideration.

At this moment, his brow was slightly creased.

Then he began to calculate the direction of this matter.

Yet he could not deduce any result.

In the end, he sighed and gave up on divining the heavenly secrets.

"A battle between sages is no small matter. I only hope the situation does not spiral completely out of control..."

Grand Supreme Old Lord, after all, was the leader of the Mystic School.

The matters weighing on his mind were far greater than those of the other sages.

Within the Jade Void Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun was also frowning slightly at this moment.

He, too, was somewhat displeased.

In his heart, he could not help but curse Goddess Nuwa as a madwoman.

Grand Supreme Old Lord had always kept to himself.

Master Tongtian had a volatile and irritable temper, and had always been indifferent to worldly affairs.

Thus, many matters of the Primordial Land were almost always handled by Yuanshi Tianzun himself.

As a result, Yuanshi Tianzun had come to see himself as the master of the Primordial Land.

But now, Nuwa's actions had sent things spiraling out of control.

This irritated him greatly.

On the surface, it was a private matter between Nuwa and Zhunti.

But from a broader perspective, it was the first clash between the East and the West of the Primordial Land.

If Nuwa won.

It would likely provoke outrage among the living beings of the West.

After all, Nuwa had traveled far across the land to do battle with Zhunti of the Western Sect.

It carried the strong implication that Nuwa, backed by the might of the East, was bullying the West.

If Nuwa lost.

The entire East would likely boil over.

After all, with Nuwa fighting Zhunti.

No one wanted to see Nuwa lose.

If this western journey of Nuwa's was not handled well, it could very easily trigger a great war.

"Damn Nuwa... I never expected her temper to be so petty... say a few words about her, and she's already calling for blood and death..."

Yuanshi Tianzun fumed indignantly.

At the same time, he cursed Zhunti Daoist in his heart.

"Doesn't he know what kind of trash he is? A piece of garbage who had to borrow karma from the Heavenly Dao just to become a sage... and yet he dares to look down on the first to achieve sainthood, Nuwa... this guy is truly ridiculous..."

And Sage Tongtian of Golden Turtle Island's Biyou Palace was at this moment lying atop the clouds, his gaze slanting westward.

A look of mockery flickered in his eyes.

"Fight, fight... sooner or later it's all the same birdshit... kill one, one less..."

Sage Tongtian had always been eccentric in temperament, never one to shy from a good spectacle.

With the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the Zhuxian Sword Formation in his grasp, he saw everyone as nothing more than goods marked for sale.

Among the sages, even his two senior brothers were often looked down upon by him.

Let alone the other sages.

Meanwhile, atop Great Mount Sumeru of the Western Sect, there stood a Bodhi giant tree that blotted out the sky and covered the sun.

This Bodhi Ancient Tree was vast beyond measure, its shadow vaguely enveloping the entire Western world.

The once barren Western lands, under the shelter of this giant Bodhi tree, seemed to have found a measure of stability.

The suffering Western beings, cared for by this ancient tree, could barely scrape by.

Seated beneath this ancient tree was a bald, weathered old man.

This pair was none other than the Two Sages of the West.

The towering tree was Zhunti Daoist.

The bald old man was Jie Yin Daoist.

Because the West was barren and its beings lived in misery, Zhunti Daoist often transformed into his true form to shelter the West.

Protecting the Western beings.

He had only just taken this form not long ago

when Goddess Nuwa crossed the West...

which infuriated Sage Zhunti to no end.

A flash of light appeared.

The vast, ancient, sky-obscuring Bodhi giant tree transformed into a Daoist with twin topknots and a sallow complexion.

It was Sage Zhunti himself.

At this moment, Sage Zhunti gazed into the void to the east, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Fine, fine, Nuwa! With the Primordial Great Calamity upon us, you still choose to strike at me—truly a madwoman!"

Having turned back into a human form, Sage Zhunti fumed indignantly.

Beside him, the bald Jie Yin Sage let out a faint sigh, his face bitter.

Why was the West so wretched?

Since ancient times, the West's spiritual energy had been drained dry by that accursed Rahu.

From then on, the West was born deficient, becoming utterly barren.

Thus, for countless years, it had been looked down upon by the Eastern sages.

And to make matters worse, his junior brother had been restless and caused no small amount of trouble.

Now, in these turbulent times, he had gone and offended Goddess Nuwa...

inviting disaster upon the West for no reason.

Jie Yin Daoist raised his head to gaze into the distant void, a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Clearly, he too could not gauge exactly how powerful Goddess Nuwa truly was.

Rumor had it that Goddess Nuwa was the weakest among the sages.

Next came his junior brother, Zhunti Daoist.

But Jie Yin Daoist did not believe this.

Goddess Nuwa was the first Honored One to attain sagehood.

She was also the sage with the greatest share of fortune.

Her strength could never be underestimated.

If his junior brother mishandled this, he would likely suffer a great loss.

"Zhunti, Nuwa comes from the West with ill intent. You must handle this well!"

Zhunti Daoist nodded firmly.

Then he turned his gaze eastward.

Before long, a flash of red light flickered at the eastern horizon.

It was the Red Embroidered Ball, carrying boundless pressure.

The long-awaited battle between Zhunti and Nuwa among the Primordial Beings...

was about to begin.