World-Destroying Thunder tore through the sky and crashed down upon the tiny, newborn Human Race by the Luo River! Wherever the violet-black lightning passed, space was annihilated and all things returned to nothingness. It was a terrifying force capable of utterly destroying even the soul of a Peak Quasi-Saint!
"No!"
Nuwa's face turned deathly pale, her eyes full of despair, yet she did not hesitate in the slightest. The Mountain and River Diagram unfurled, transforming into a vista of splendid mountains and rivers as she tried to draw the World-Destroying Thunder into the world within the painting, buying the Human Race a sliver of hope. She knew that, with her strength, directly resisting the Heavenly Dao's punishment was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. But she could not simply watch the race she had just created turn to ashes at the very moment of its birth!
Far away, the great powers observing this place each harbored their own thoughts.
Within the Heavenly Court, Fuxi was frantic with worry. He raised the Bagua Disk and was about to rush over to aid his sister when Di Jun and Taiyi flashed in front of him, blocking his path.
"Xi Huang! Calm down!" Di Jun said in a low, icy voice. "The Dao Ancestor has decreed that this is Heavenly Punishment. No one may interfere, or it will be deemed a provocation against the Heavenly Dao. Do you want the billions of Demon Race members in the Heavenly Court to be buried alongside you?!"
Fuxi's eyes were bloodshot, and his mana surged around him. He did not care about the Demon Race; he only wanted to save his sister. He desperately tried to break through, but Di Jun and Taiyi suppressed him, leaving him only able to release an unwilling roar.