When Buddha Mother Zhunti saw the Primordial Chaos Sacred Sword appear, he knew Nuwa had not been idle either.
It made sense.
Without Nuwa, the Lord of Human Dao, supporting him,
how could Fuxi dare to so recklessly destroy his divine abilities?
"Back when I had not undergone Dao Integration, I might have had to avoid you to some extent. Now that I have integrated with the Buddha Path, I am no longer afraid of you."
Buddha Mother Zhunti had not had many dealings with Nuwa. Their most recent encounter had been when Nuwa became a Human Dao Saint. Since then, Nuwa's name had echoed throughout the Primordial World.
The Human Race's Holy Mother, the Human Teaching's leader, the Lord of Human Dao—her reputation was resounding.
There were practically no longer any beings in the Primordial World capable of fighting her.
Now that she had officially entered the fray, he naturally felt the urge to fight Nuwa.
At this moment,
Fuxi, who had just enraged him, had become nothing more than a passing cloud in Buddha Mother Zhunti's eyes.
Yet just as his words fell,
he saw the tip of the Primordial Chaos Sacred Sword abruptly point toward him.
Nuwa's sword did not possess the powerful sword Dao or soaring sharpness of Upper Pure Master Tongtian's, yet it still displayed incomparable brilliance at this moment.
Within his sight, the blade of the Primordial Chaos Sacred Sword was covered in patterns resembling the creation of Human Dao. It was not a sword made for slaughter, yet it unexpectedly contained terrifying power.
Buddha Mother Zhunti was unlucky as well.
His current divine abilities leaned toward the destruction of all laws, while Nuwa's Primordial Chaos Sacred Sword leaned toward the birth of all laws.
The mere appearance of the Primordial Chaos Sacred Sword