The Power of Heaven's Will itself was nothing to scoff at. It was a force equal in strength to both the power of humanity and the power of the earth.
She was, at most, merely a minor Saint. How could she possibly be a match for the Power of Heaven's Will?
If she had the augmentation of the power of humanity, she might still have been able to fight the Power of Heaven's Will. Without the power of humanity bolstering her, she was like an ant before Heaven's Will. Wouldn't Heaven's Will torment her however it pleased?
Looking across the entire Primordial World, the only person who could withstand the Power of Heaven's Will and make Heaven's Will fear him was probably the senior...
What puzzled Nuwa, however, was that this old dog Hongjun had not killed her with a single direct strike. Instead, he had stopped halfway. What was he scheming now?
Could it be that this old dog Hongjun had suddenly found his conscience and decided to let her go?
How was that possible?
This old dog Hongjun had always been devious, sinister, and treacherous. Nuwa did not believe for a second that he would kindly let her off so easily!
That old dog was definitely holding back an even more terrifying trump card!
Although Ancestor Hongjun had stopped, Nuwa's vigilance had not diminished in the slightest. Her face remained tense with wariness, and she did not dare lower her guard at all.
As it turned out, Ancestor Hongjun truly had no intention of letting Nuwa off. He had stopped purely because he had no choice—the Dao Companion behind Nuwa filled him with dread.
But that did not mean he would let Nuwa go. Where in the world was there such a good deal?
Since he could not