Not to mention how sword cultivators in the Primordial World had sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain.
Nor to mention the sword-forging frenzy that countless cultivators across the Primordial World had set off, all in hopes of one day having their swords borrowed.
Meanwhile, Zhou Qingqing was studying the power of the "wheel" that Nuwa had brought back.
"A large wheel encircling a small wheel."
"We can only see the surface of this power. We can't make out its true essence at all."
"This wheel looks like it's connected to Reincarnation in the Primordial World."
Led by Heavenly Sovereign Fuxi, the Three Sovereigns stared at the scene before them, their eyes filled with curiosity.
Not just them.
Even Nuwa, who had made the move herself, had flickering eyes.
Her sword had succeeded only because the level of this power was somewhat beyond Shakyamuni Tathagata's level. As for the essence of the power contained within it, she was really just watching the spectacle.
Countless strands of Fate traced mysterious paths in Zhou Qingqing's eyes.
"No need to keep looking."
"Forget you all—even I can only understand a little of it right now."
Heh, the power of circles, the power of wheels—I've seen plenty of them. I even personally created Pangu's circle, yet this power still seems rather profound to me.
So stop overthinking it.
Within the Three Pure Ones Hall.
Upper Pure Master Tongtian took his seat and heard his disciple's proud thoughts.
He glanced around at his eldest and second brothers, only to find smiles on their faces.
Those smiles were far more pronounced than when he had returned.
There was absolutely nothing wrong with Qingqing being a little proud in this regard.
Honestly.
Upper Pure Master Tongtian had no objections whatsoever.
The Three Pure Ones had first come