On the other side of the Chaos Battlefield, a gentle yet boundless aura slowly unfurled, like an invisible lotus dais blossoming in Chaos. Nuwa stood at its center, holding the Red Embroidered Ball. Creation power surrounded her like countless fine threads of light, weaving a web of creation across several Great Thousand Worlds. Her gaze was calm and profound, as though everything within her sight was being redefined. Her opponent, Yaochi Golden Mother, resembled a silver mountain shrouded in sacred light. Platinum rings of holy water encircled her, and beneath her command, Yaochi holy water stretched across the void like a silver river, constantly releasing the twin powers of purification and erosion.
Their cultivation was unequal—Nuwa was at the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Sixth Heaven, while Yaochi was a Seventh Heaven Heavenly Dao Saint. But as the sovereign of the Human Dao, Nuwa had its fortune behind her, and the exquisite intricacy of her Dao of Creation bridged part of that gap. Though Yaochi's holy water possessed the power of a higher realm, it encountered unexpected resistance before Nuwa's creation power.
"Nuwa, you may be the sovereign of the Human Dao, but your cultivation is still only at the Sixth Heaven." Yaochi's voice echoed through Chaos, cold and clear as shattering ice crystals. "However exquisite your Dao of Creation may be, it cannot bridge the gap between our realms. Stand down. I have no wish to hurt you."
Nuwa smiled faintly and gently turned the Red Embroidered Ball in her hand. A ray of creation light poured from it, slowly spreading through the void like a drop of ink falling into clear water. As it spread, that light continuously evolved, like an ink painting taking shape beneath a brush, gradually transforming a stretch of the Chaos Void into the