A Sword Either Way

The black fox, wreathed in the Nightmare Great Dao Law, stared at Nuwa, before whom an innate sacred sword had appeared. His heart was filled with disbelief.

He had lured Nuwa here many times and was thoroughly familiar with the process.

Nuwa's cultivation had always been more or less the same, at a level he did not even think much of.

Though they both cultivated the Dao of Creation, ranked among the top ten laws of the Primordial World, in his eyes, Lady Nuwa was not even worth a hair of the former Creation Demon God.

Yet Nuwa had now changed completely.

The moment that innate sacred sword, emanating an aura of Primordial Chaos, appeared, he immediately found it troublesome.

They were both at the Primordial Chaos level.

Nuwa had originally focused on creation, which possessed virtually no offensive power. Yet now, not only did she possess an innate supreme treasure in the form of a sacred sword, but killing intent had also arisen within her Creation Saint Heart.

This change instinctively made his heart pound with fear.

Especially since he was currently trapped within the Mountain River State Painting and could not flee in time. That made him exceptionally anxious.

"If you truly want to help me, then tell me why you are here and why you lured me here."

Hearing the renewed Nuwa speak those words while holding the Primordial Sacred Sword, the black fox knew that there would be no peaceful resolution today. He had to fight with everything he had.

In an instant.

The Great Dao Law around him surged wildly, and fox tails rapidly sprang out behind him. In the blink of an eye, eight tails had emerged.

Damn.

You were a nine-tailed fox too.

No wonder you appeared beside little Daji.

Seeing the black