What of It?

Wu Tian was speechless at the sight.

"Wait..."

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you blaming me for not saving your brother?"

Goddess Nüwa let out a long breath.

Then she sighed softly.

"How could I?"

The thought that had flashed through her mind vanished at once. Though Goddess Nüwa was often hesitant and indecisive when faced with matters, she would not go so far as to blame Wu Tian for this.

This was her brother!

And she was a Saint of the Heavenly Dao...

She herself had failed to protect Fuxi. How could she have the nerve to blame someone else?

"It's just..."

In the end, Goddess Nüwa could not hold it in and asked Wu Tian:

"Since you had already made your plans... why didn't you tell me beforehand? This concerned my brother's life. I could have joined forces with you!"

Wu Tian chuckled.

He remained silent for a long while, merely looking calmly at Goddess Nüwa. Only when her expression grew somewhat unnatural did he finally say softly:

"Only Di Jun knew of this matter."

"Di Jun could actually have retreated unscathed, but out of pride and unwillingness in his heart, he directly dragged Jieyin down with him!"

"As for Fuxi..."

"It was merely an accident. Of course... it could also be said that the grand trend of the Heavenly Dao decreed it. Fellow Daoist Fuxi was destined to perish."

After saying this, Wu Tian looked at Nüwa again, his gaze dark and probing, as if asking:

If I had told you...

Could you have been as decisive as Di Jun?

Goddess Nüwa fell silent.

After a long time, a self-mocking smile appeared on her exquisite face, bitter beyond measure.

"I truly couldn't do it!"

"When the Human Clan first came into being, Fellow