Although Demon Ancestor Rahu was clearly different from the two of them,
he was obviously connected to them in some way.
"Could they really be of the same race?"
"Could they all come from some race within the endless Chaos?"
Goddess Nuwa fell into deep thought.
She knew nothing of her earlier memories.
It could even be said that she had not the slightest memory of them.
Her memories began when she and her elder brother broke out of their shells together.
But Demon Ancestor Rahu had appeared more and more often.
Naturally, he had drawn Goddess Nuwa's attention.
Perhaps she really should find some time to speak with that fellow-----
Goddess Nuwa thought to herself.
Perhaps she might truly uncover some secrets from him?
There were countless kinds of living beings in the Primordial World.
Yet only the three of them had human bodies and serpent tails.
This meant that she and her brother absolutely shared some sort of connection with Demon Ancestor Rahu.
They might even truly have been beings born from Chaos.
They might even belong to a certain race.
At that thought, Goddess Nuwa's heart grew fervent.
She wished she could immediately find Demon Ancestor Rahu and investigate the true secrets of her origins.
Just as the saints of the Primordial World were each lost in their own thoughts, the Grand Dao Script in the sky finally vanished.
Demon Ancestor Rahu's voice in the sky finally disappeared as well.
Only then did the living beings of the Primordial World finally let out a long breath.
After all, that fellow's appearance was simply too strange and terrifying.
Whether it was his face or his form, everything about him was incomparably ugly.
It could even be said that he was revolting.
Yet that fellow's strength was also