The Myriad Immortals Array is Broken

Nuwa, who was rushing towards the East Sea, suddenly stopped.

That voice... it's the Dao Ancestor!

Upon hearing the contents of the Imperial Edict, Nuwa's expression instantly became incredibly complex.

Stop the war?

The Immortal Court cannot be destroyed?

A small punishment but a big warning?

Resentment, anger, doubt... all these emotions intertwined and ultimately turned into a helpless sigh.

Finally, she suppressed all her emotions and respectfully bowed towards the direction of Chaos.

"Yes, Dao Ancestor."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nuwa did not hesitate any longer and continued towards the East Sea.

This time, however, in addition to the majesty of Saint, she possessed an indescribable complexity.

She was pondering how to use a "small punishment to deter a big one."

They had to seek justice for the Demon Clan race, but they couldn't disobey the Dao Ancestor's will.

That balance is difficult to strike.

Above the East Sea.

The battle between the Immortal Court and the Demon Clan has already reached a fever pitch.

Every moment, immortals fall and Demon Soldier turn to ashes.

Just then, an incomparably powerful aura flew rapidly from beyond the heavens toward the East Sea.

Sensing this familiar yet terrifying aura, the gloom on Di Jun's face vanished, replaced by wild joy.

He burst into laughter, his voice carrying far and wide.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"East King Duke, the Nuwa has arrived!"

"The end of your Immortal Court has come!"

Meanwhile, on the other side, East King Duke, who was struggling to maintain the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, felt a sinking feeling in his heart when he sensed that powerful aura.

Hearing Di Jun say those words again, his face turned extremely ugly.

Saint Nuwa!

Is she really going to disobey the Dao Ancestor's orders and openly interfere in the affairs of the Primordial Wilderness?

Before the great battle with the Demon Clan, he still had some confidence, believing that with the power of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, he might be able to contend with the Saint.

However, now, the Immortal Court and the Demon Clan Race have been locked in a bloody battle for so long that both sides are at their limit.

If Nuwa were to attack them now, the Immortal Court... would undoubtedly be defeated!

But now that things have come to this, there's no point in saying anything.

The East King Duke's eyes turned bloodshot, and a surge of ruthlessness welled up within him.

If Nuwa were to truly attack their Immortal Court, then their Immortal Court would be annihilated.

Even in his dying moments, he wants to drag the Demon Clan race down with him!

Just as the East King Duke was lost in thought, a stunningly beautiful figure appeared above the East Sea.

It was Nuwa.

She looked down at the horrific battlefield below, watching the Demon Clan warriors fall one after another, her brows furrowing slightly.

She didn't waste a single word.

Seizing the opportune moment, just as the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array clashed once again, she made a ruthless move.

She gently raised her jade-like hand and slapped it down towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

This palm strike, seemingly effortless, actually contained the earth-shattering Saint!

"BOOM!!!"

Originally, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array were evenly matched.

However, with Nuwa's attack, the attack power that the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation could withstand instantly exceeded a critical point.

The formation's ability to withstand attacks exceeded its limits in an instant.

"Click... click..."

A series of cracking sounds rang out.

The seemingly impregnable Myriad Immortals Formation shattered like porcelain struck by a hammer!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The backlash from the shattered formation instantly descended upon every cultivator of the Immortal Court.

Under this terrifying backlash, a large number of Immortal Court personnel didn't even have time to utter a sound before turning into clouds of blood mist, their souls and spirits annihilated.

Even the Dragon Clan experts who had been the backbone of the formation and had been struggling to hold it up suffered heavy losses.

Several Dragon Clan elders could not withstand the force on the spot; their dragon bodies exploded, their Primordial Spirit shattered, and they perished completely!

Just one strike.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is broken!

The Immortal Court army suffered heavy casualties!

After her attack, Nuwa withdrew her hand, and in a flash, she appeared in the very center of the battlefield between the Immortal Court and the Demon Clan Race, separating the two sides.

Di Jun was overjoyed to see Nuwa the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation with a single palm strike.

He bowed respectfully to Nuwa.

"Thank you Your Ladyship, for helping my Demon Clan break this Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!"

"Your Ladyship's Saintly Might is boundless!"

The Demon Army erupted in thunderous cheers, their morale soaring.

On the other side, the remnants of the Immortal Court were utterly silent, their faces filled with despair.

With the collapse of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, the East King Duke, as the mastermind behind the formation, was the first to suffer the consequences.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood on the spot, his life force waning to an extreme level.

He forced himself to stand up and looked up at the tall figure above him, his eyes filled with resentment.

"The Saint Nuwa!"

"You so blatantly side with the Demon Clan, openly interfering in the affairs of the Primordial Wilderness, and even resorting to such a vicious attack on my Immortal Court!"

Aren't you afraid that the Dao Ancestor will blame you?

Upon hearing this, Di Jun immediately stepped forward and sternly rebuked him.

"How dare you, East King Duke!"

"You harbored the murderers who hunted my Demon Clan, and actively provoked the conflict between immortals Immortal-Monster, causing widespread suffering. You deserve to die!"

"The Nuwa is Saint of my Demon Clan. It is only right that she would punish you, the culprit, for restoring order and setting things right!"

Di Jun wanted to say something more, but Nuwa stopped him.

Nuwa's face remained expressionless; she simply gazed calmly at the disheveled East King Duke.

Are you teaching me how to do things?

A simple sentence, yet it carried the unique aura of Saint, causing the East King Duke to tremble violently and almost lose his footing.

But he gritted his teeth and held on to his last breath.

"I wouldn't dare!"

"However, the Saint's actions do indeed violate the Dao Ancestor's order not to interfere in the Primordial Wilderness!"

However, Nuwa merely snorted coldly.

"Snort!"

"I have come to the East Sea on the orders of the Dao Ancestor to deal with the affairs between your Immortal Court and the Demon Clan."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

All the surviving cultivators of the Immortal Court present, including even the high-ranking members of the Demon Clan such as Di Jun and Taiyi, were stunned.

The East King Duke was struck dumb, standing there as if by lightning.

"By order of... By order of the Dao Ancestor?"

Were we sent by the Dao Ancestor to handle this?

The result of this is that my Ten Thousand Immortals Formation will be shattered with a single palm strike, and my Immortal Court Immortal's cultivators will be slaughtered?

The Great Powers figures who were secretly observing the battle were also in an uproar upon hearing Nuwa's words.

"As expected! The Dao Ancestor still intervened!"

"My God, it was actually the Dao Ancestor who sent the Saint Nuwa?"

"But... isn't it obvious that letting the Saint Nuwa handle this matter is biased towards the Demon Clan?"

"It's over, the East King Duke has really bitten off more than he can chew this time."

"It seems that the East King Duke and his Immortal Court are doomed today."

The group of Ancestral Wu in the shadows exchanged bewildered glances.

Zhu Rong scratched his head and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Hey, Hongjun has finally learned his lesson this time!"

"Knowing that our eldest brother wanted to kill him, he didn't dare show himself, but instead sent Nuwa over."

Gong Gong said in a gruff voice, "Yes,"

"Looks like I won't get another chance to chop him with my axe this time. How boring."

Upon hearing this, all the Ancestral Wu felt a pang of regret and indignation.

They all looked at Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming's expression remained unchanged; he simply spoke calmly.

It's alright.

"If you don't have a chance this time, you'll have another one next time."

"For now, let's just enjoy the show."

"I'm quite curious, since Hongjun sent Nuwa to 'handle' it, how will she handle it?"