Nuwa's Unrivaled Dominance

Hearing the smug voice and seeing the vanished phenomenon, everyone understood at once—this wasn't some rare treasure emerging.

It was someone breaking through.

That only made everyone present even more curious.

Just who was it, and what cultivation method had they practiced to cause such a phenomenon?

After all, when they themselves had broken through to Grand Golden Immortal, they hadn't seen anything like this. Could it be that the Dao he cultivated was different from theirs, not passed down through the Heavenly Dao?

If so, could they perhaps exchange insights with him?

The Three Pure Ones, Zhenyuanzi, and Hongyun were instantly intrigued.

Without a word, they all looked toward the source of the sound.

Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, on the other hand, were thinking they couldn't let this person stay here. If he allied with the Witch Clan, the Witches would gain an opportunity and become even harder to deal with.

Today, even with their powerful artifacts, they hadn't gained any advantage over Zhurong and Gonggong. If the Ancestral Witches grew stronger, how would they ever contend with the Witch Clan again?

Thus, Dijun and Taiyi planned to take this person away.

Everyone else had their own schemes.

Not only that, but two others were far off at the edge of Mount Buzhou—Zhunti and Jie Yin, who had rushed over from the West.

They too had been drawn by the earlier Seven-Colored Light Pillar, but they dared not approach.

The first battle between the high-end combat strength of the Wu Yao had brought back unpleasant memories. Though it lacked the same destructive power, the surrounding mountains were a mess, and the two were terrified.

Especially the massive Chaos Bell and the River Diagram and Luo Book formation—those made their mouths water.

The West had no artifacts worth showing off!

If only those treasures were theirs, both thought simultaneously.

So even with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Three Pure Ones, and other great powers present, they didn't leave. Instead, they wondered if they could fish in troubled waters and snatch some artifacts.

But when they heard the voice and saw the phenomenon vanish, disappointment flickered in both their eyes.

"Brother, it seems it's not an artifact—just someone breaking through from cultivation," Zhunti said, a bit let down.

"Brother, don't say that. Our current cultivation methods all rely on the Heavenly Dao Inheritance Memories. You and I, along with our fellow Daoists, often discuss the Dao to reach our present level.

Even so, when we broke through to Grand Golden Immortal, did we ever see such a phenomenon? This shows that the method he's comprehending is incredibly powerful.

Why not guide this person to the West? Then our Western lands could surely rise to a higher level."

"Huh, brother speaks wisely. But how should we go about it?"

"Well..." Looking at the gathered strongmen, Jie Yin didn't know how to answer.

His furrowed brow made him look even more haggard, wrinkles covering his face. If he went begging, he'd surely rake it in.

"Sigh, let's wait a bit longer. Maybe a good chance will come."

"We'll have to do that."

Zhunti sighed helplessly.

Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, only Houtu recognized Liu Feng's voice. His excited shout just now was clear to her. She looked toward Nuwa's dojo but saw he still hadn't appeared.

In fact, after that one sentence, there was silence.

Houtu: ???

What's up with this little fellow? Didn't he realize the outside world was already in chaos because of him?

He didn't care at all about what was happening outside.

What a big heart!

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Just then, a sudden change occurred—Donghuang Taiyi activated the Chaos Bell again!

A deafening sound rang through Mount Buzhou. Caught off guard, everyone was stunned by the bell's toll, their minds briefly dazed.

Dijun seized the moment and used the Rainbow Transformation Technique to rush toward Liu Feng's location, clearly intending to snatch him away.

By the time the others snapped back to reality, Dijun had already reached the mountainside of Mount Buzhou.

But the next moment, Dijun's figure was frozen in the void, unable to advance an inch.

Before him appeared a tiny hairpin—Nuwa's top-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure, the Heaven-Fixing Hairpin. This artifact possessed sealing power, capable of fixing anyone or anything, including time and space.

At the critical moment, it was naturally Nuwa who acted. The others were just watching the show. Even if Donghuang Taiyi had schemed against them, they were only angry at him—rescue?

Joke. They had no connection to that person, so why save him?

The only one who might have wanted to rescue him was Houtu, but before she could act, Nuwa beat her to it.

Nuwa had been keeping an eye on this area all along, so she naturally wouldn't let anyone disturb Liu Feng.

"Daoist friend, why have you entered my domain?" Nuwa's icy voice reached Dijun's ears, and the ears of everyone else.

She and Fuxi appeared, blocking Dijun's path.

"Daoist friend, are you saying that is your domain?" Dijun asked, somewhat shocked.

"Indeed."

"Then the one who spoke just now was...?"

"My disciple!" Nuwa's face remained expressionless, but to the onlookers, it didn't seem that way—they felt a hint of smugness in her tone!

Dijun: ...

Donghuang Taiyi: ...

The rest: ??

Houtu, who knew the truth: (〃＞皿＜)

Damn it, she actually pulled that off, showing off through her disciple. I really want to slap her.

Houtu couldn't stand the sight of Nuwa.

When the others came to their senses, their gazes toward Nuwa had completely changed. If a disciple's breakthrough could cause such a commotion, just how powerful was Nuwa herself?

Though they noticed Nuwa's cultivation was still at the peak of Grand Golden Immortal, no one took her for a mere peak Grand Golden Immortal anymore—she had to be far stronger.

They mistakenly believed Liu Feng's cultivation method came from Nuwa, so naturally, their looks toward her shifted.

In truth, the opposite was true—Liu Feng had taught Nuwa her cultivation method.

Shocked as they were, everyone forgot one thing: if Liu Feng's breakthrough could trigger such vast heavenly phenomena, and if the method truly came from Nuwa, why hadn't her own breakthrough caused similar signs?

"Since the phenomena were caused by your disciple's breakthrough, I was unaware of the truth. Please forgive my offense, Daoist friend."

Dijun could bend when needed, immediately apologizing to Nuwa. He had no choice—Nuwa's strength matched his, at least on the surface, and with Fuxi beside her, if it came to a fight, he and Taiyi might not come out ahead.

Moreover, a voice in his heart told him these two would be allies in the future. Now was the time to clear up the misunderstanding, or there might be no "later" at all.

Not to mention the twelve Ancestral Witches watching hungrily, and the others clearly looking to fish in troubled waters, hoping he and Taiyi would stick their necks out first. No way!

"In that case, I won't see you all out."

Nuwa wasted no words, directly seeing them off with overwhelming authority.

Seeing this, no matter their intentions, none dared to clash with Nuwa. They could only turn and leave.

As Queen Mother of the West departed, she cast a deep glance at Nuwa—confusion, doubt, surprise, all mingled in her eyes. Of course, now wasn't the time to ask. Her lips moved slightly, and after receiving an answer, she left with a smile.

Nuwa glanced at Queen Mother of the West and gave a helpless smile.

Then she turned her gaze to the twelve Ancestral Witches—or more precisely, to Houtu.