Nuwa, Underestimated

"This is..."

"This is the Empowering Divine Pestle?"

The wolf-tooth club-shaped treasure that appeared above Zhunti Daoist's head was none other than his other artifact: the Empowering Divine Pestle.

Infused with profound Buddhist teachings, its divine power was boundless.

This Empowering Divine Pestle was also famous on the Treasure Ranking.

It held the forty-second position.

Clearly, it was extremely powerful as well.

Goddess Nuwa's expression turned grave upon seeing this treasure.

She quickly recalled the Red Embroidered Ball, using it to block the Empowering Divine Pestle's attack in midair.

Instantly, two immensely powerful Innate Spiritual Treasures began to clash in the sky.

Neither could gain the upper hand over the other.

Seeing this, Zhunti Daoist's face grew extremely grim.

He had never imagined that deploying three ranked treasures at once

would still fail to overcome Goddess Nuwa.

How could this not infuriate him?

Since his treasures could not prevail, he would have to rely on his own raw strength.

Zhunti Daoist's expression turned cold, and rage burned in his heart.

He then prepared to unleash a great divine ability.

This ability was the fruit of countless years of cultivation.

Once unleashed, it would surely capture that Sage Nuwa.

"The splendor fades across three thousand worlds; waking from the great dream, none are first to know; twin blades seal sword intent like a dream; like dew, like illusion, all are emptiness."

As Sage Zhunti chanted, the aura around Sage Zhunti gradually swelled.

That incomparable aura directly startled the billions of beings across the Primordial World.

The power of the Great Dao between heaven and earth inexplicably trembled.

Many mysterious objects appeared in the sky like mirages, flickering one after another.

Countless visions manifested in succession.

Boundless oceans...

Towering mountain ranges...

Vast, endless lands...

One by one, these scenes unfolded.

Layer upon layer, they spread out, forming a dreamlike Greater World.

This divine ability was the supreme technique Sage Zhunti had only recently developed.

"The Three Thousand Greater Worlds."

One thought births three thousand worlds; three thousand worlds fall into splendor.

The Three Thousand Greater Worlds that Sage Zhunti manifested were dreamlike and illusory, yet neither dream nor illusion, nor dreamlike illusion.

These Three Thousand Greater Worlds governed life and death, yet neither life nor death, nor life-and-death.

Truly, it was an ineffably profound Buddhist wonder.

As Sage Zhunti continuously infused his dharma power, the Three Thousand Greater Worlds grew increasingly vivid.

Truly, it was an ineffably profound Buddhist wonder.

Then, that incomparably vast and immense Three Thousand Greater Worlds pressed directly toward Goddess Nuwa.

Zhunti intended to use the power of these Three Thousand Greater Worlds to completely suppress Nuwa.

Countless Primordial Great Beings, witnessing that majestic heavenly might, were all terrified beyond measure.

This Zhunti Daoist actually possessed such a divine ability!

Truly terrifying beyond words.

This technique of the Three Thousand Greater Worlds—

This was something they had never heard of, never seen before.

That boundless power, both seeming and real, directly influenced the true Primordial World.

Truth and falsehood blurred beyond distinction.

But the unparalleled force was genuinely and truly present.

Truly terrifying to such a degree.

Yet when Goddess Nuwa saw Sage Zhunti's Three Thousand Greater Worlds, she inexplicably let out a laugh.

For Zhunti to display his methods of creation and transformation before her was somewhat ridiculous, somewhat foolish.

Who was Goddess Nuwa?

The Mother of the Earth, the Mother of the Human Race, the Mother of the Sorcerer Race.

Legend held that Goddess Nuwa had comprehended the Great Dao of Creation and Transformation.

She could undergo seventy transformations in a single day.

She had even molded yellow earth in her own likeness, kneading clay to create humanity.

Goddess Nuwa possessed the divine power to create and transform all things.

She could create at least seventy species every single day.

If anyone claimed second place in the Great Dao of Creation and Transformation, no one in the Primordial World dared claim first.

Yet unexpectedly, Zhunti Daoist had chosen to display his so-called power of creation and transformation before her.

And had even created these so-called Three Thousand Greater Worlds.

Was this not showing off one's skill before an expert?

Truly laughable.

Then, as Goddess Nuwa chuckled lightly, a whip suddenly appeared before her.

This whip resembled a willow branch, yet also seemed like a vine.

Its entire body was shrouded in boundless Merit Power of creation.

It was none other than Goddess Nuwa's Creation Whip!

A supreme merit treasure.

Ranked thirty-ninth on the Treasure Ranking.

It was the treasure Goddess Nuwa had used when she attained enlightenment and became a Sage.

Goddess Nuwa held the Creation Whip and gently lashed it toward the Three Thousand Greater Worlds before her.

The most terrifying thing instantly appeared.

A peerless strand of Merit Power shot forth from the Creation Whip.

That strand of Merit Power directly radiated an incomparable, supreme light.

This light took on a faint shade of green.

Possessing an unparalleled beauty.

The sky-shrouding Three Thousand Greater Worlds instantly collapsed and scattered.

Shattering into fragments within the void.

That bizarre and utterly horrifying scene left all the Primordial Beings staring in stunned silence.

At this moment, Sage Zhunti's expression was extremely grave.

He had never imagined that his Three Thousand Greater Worlds would be broken so easily by Goddess Nuwa...

It was truly beyond imagination.

He had originally relied on this move to achieve great merit.

Yet it was broken so effortlessly—truly beyond all expectation.

In truth, Goddess Nuwa's expression was also somewhat unpleasant.

On the surface, it seemed she had broken the Three Thousand Greater Worlds with ease.

But in reality, it was far from as simple as it appeared.

This was, after all, a Sage's ultimate technique.

Its power was naturally extremely formidable.

Her right hand, which held the Creation Whip, was now trembling slightly.

That bizarre Buddhist Sect technique truly had some tricks to it.

Countless Primordial Great Beings all watched in stunned amazement.

A battle between Sages was indeed no small matter.

At the same time, everyone gained a newfound respect for Sage Nuwa.

For countless years, they had all underestimated Goddess Nuwa.

After all, Goddess Nuwa had always kept to herself in seclusion.

She was also the only Female Saint.

Thus, everyone assumed her combat prowess was weak.

They never expected that after this exchange, Goddess Nuwa would actually hold the upper hand.

It truly overturned everyone's imagination of Goddess Nuwa.

Even Sage Zhunti, who was fighting her, was somewhat stunned.

But then the Primordial Beings quickly came to their senses.

After all, Goddess Nuwa was the first to attain sainthood.

She was also the saint with the most abundant Merit.

How could her strength possibly be weak?

After this clash, the Sha Qi on Goddess Nuwa intensified.

Her aura also surged violently.

She launched another fierce assault.

Sage Zhunti, both shocked and angered, hurriedly parried.

In his left hand, the Seven Treasure Mystical Tree.

In his right hand, the Six Roots of Purity Bamboo.

Every move and technique was methodical.

He always managed to block Goddess Nuwa's relentless bombardment at the most critical moments.

Goddess Nuwa's expression turned cold.

At the forefront, the Tassel Red Embroidered Ball carried Divine Power in a frenzied bombardment.

Behind it, Goddess Nuwa wielded the Creation Whip.

She swung it from time to time, each strike unleashing overwhelming might.

And the Precious Lotus Lamp protected Goddess Nuwa's safety.

After a prolonged exchange, neither Zhunti nor Nuwa could gain the upper hand over the other.

Zhunti Daoist grew more alarmed the longer he fought.

At this moment, he felt a sense of panic in his heart.

His opponent was the only Female Saint.

If he couldn't take her down, he feared the title of the weakest among the Six Saints would be impossible to shake off.

With this thought, he grew more ruthless.

Every move and technique was exerted with full force.

When it came to raw strength and mastery of Dharma power, Grand Supreme Old Lord was naturally the highest.

Beyond that, Grand Supreme Old Lord also possessed the Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, a defensive treasure of the highest order.

He also had the Primordial Treasure, the Taiji Diagram, as his strongest foundation.

Numerous ranked treasures were in his possession!

With the divine ability of One Qi, Three Purities, Grand Supreme Old Lord was practically an undefeatable existence.

Aside from Grand Supreme Old Lord, the second would likely be the eccentric Master Tongtian.

He himself was one of the Three Purities, and he had the Four Swords of Zhuxian in his possession.

His true killing power was enough to make even Grand Supreme Old Lord's scalp tingle.

Among the Three Purities, Yuanshi Tianzun's strength was equally unfathomable.

He held defensive treasures like the All Heavens Celebration Cloud.

And he possessed the Primordial Treasure, the Pangu Banner.

Among the saints, the solid third place belonged to Yuanshi Tianzun.

In Sage Zhunti's mind, his senior brother, Jie Yin Daoist, ranked fourth in strength.

Senior Brother Jie Yin was deeply calculating.

His Dharma power advanced by leaps and bounds every day.

He even secretly sealed away much of his power in daily life.

Perhaps he might even have a chance to contend for the top three.

In Zhunti's heart, his own strength was probably ranked fifth.

Last came this woman, Goddess Nuwa.

But what he never expected was that Goddess Nuwa's strength would be so formidable.

If he didn't take this seriously, he might truly capsize in a ditch...

At this thought, Jie Yin Daoist grew even more ruthless in his heart.

He hurled out every kind of attack without regard for his own safety.