"Enough."
Nuwa's voice was not loud, yet it was like a clear, cool spring.
In an instant, it swept away the restless killing intent filling Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
But by then, Di Jun and Tai Yi had been overcome by rage and humiliation.
Especially Tai Yi. Seeing his elder brother suffer such disgrace and the Witch Race lose all face, he wondered how the Witch Race could establish itself in the Primordial World in the future if it could not capture the culprit, Qingxuan.
In his fury, a wild notion actually arose in his mind. The Grand Formation of the Stars was one of the Primordial World's wondrous formations, gathering the power of the stars throughout the heavens. It might not be incapable of contending with a Sage!
At the very least, they had to force the Sage to hand over the true Moon Goddess!
"Empress Nuwa!"
Tai Yi held the Eastern Emperor Bell in his palm, Solar True Fire blazing around him. He actually stuck out his neck and showed hostility toward the Sage.
"Qingxuan insulted the Witch Race and deserves death! I ask that the Sage refrain from interfering. Otherwise..."
He did not finish, but the threat in his words was plain for all to see. All the Great Powers stared at Eastern Emperor Tai Yi in shock. This was the first time anyone in the Primordial World had provoked a Sage.
Though Di Jun felt that this was inappropriate, he could no longer back down.
He could only grit his teeth and urge the River Diagram and Luo Book with all his strength, linking his aura with Tai Yi's as the phantom of the Grand Formation of the Stars grew increasingly solid.
The vast stellar power pressed down until all Thirty-Three Heavens hummed. Some Great Powers with