The moment the Venerable Binding Hand emerged, Empress of Burial, who had already turned into another branch of the mine tunnels, felt her vital aura seize up. Her limbs and body became as difficult to move as if they had suddenly been filled with Ten Thousand Jun of niobium iron.
"Absolutely not! I must not fall into Xia Xiong's hands, or I will surely die!"
"I stand with the Old World!"
She immediately chanted the command.
The countless tiny figures spread across the Coffin of Old World beneath her feet abruptly came fully alive, and every one of their faces changed.
They all became the same peerlessly beautiful woman, wearing a phoenix crown and seven-colored Feather Robe, possessed of incomparable bearing and grace!
That was Nuwa herself!
It was as though she had truly returned to life from the Old World.
Every figure on the ancient coffin was her—or rather, her avatar, her shadow.
In this era of the Human Race, Qingyun Supreme Being was the progenitor and first sage, the source of all things.
The original Human Race ancient coffin had lost its original meaning of existence. The traces of the former Nuwa had also been peeled away from this era, forming a separate branch.
Empress of Burial had exhausted every profound secret and method before refining this coffin into her life-bound Dao artifact.
The coffin was an ancient coffin, Nuwa belonged to the Old World; in effect, she had resurrected her Old World self within the ancient coffin!
Moreover, the Nuwa of the Old World had always lived and cultivated in the coffin's "world," increasing this lifetime's cultivation.
Old World and present world—at this critical juncture of life and death, their powers became one!
"Break!"
With a sharp cry, strange light exploded from Empress of Burial's body as