"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, please calm your anger!"
Jieyin hurriedly stepped in front of Zhunti, frowning as he looked at Nuwa.
"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist Fuxi came to Mount Sumeru and caused trouble for no reason. You refused to listen to our explanation and bullied us martial brothers. Is such bullying of the weak by the strong not beneath the dignity of a Dao Venerable?"
It would have been better if Jieyin had said nothing. The moment he spoke, Nuwa became even angrier. With the little tricks these Saints had, did they really think they could hide anything from her, the master of Human Dao?
"Get lost!"
Nuwa roared, and the Qiankun Cauldron suddenly appeared, crashing heavily down toward Jieyin.
Bang!
Even though Jieyin activated the Blessing Divine Pestle to defend himself, how could he withstand an Innate Supreme Treasure? Under that blow, Jieyin's body sank continuously until he was smashed into the Primordial Land.
Pfft!
Blood continuously spurted from Jieyin's mouth. His cassock was tattered beyond repair, and faint cracks had even appeared across his body.
"Nuwa, you..."
Jieyin had not expected Nuwa to strike so heavily. Yet what truly alarmed him was Nuwa's strength. Before her, he felt utterly powerless to fight back.
"No matter what schemes you have, you had best not set your sights on my Human Race. Otherwise, next time, it will not be this simple!"
Nuwa glanced at Jieyin, then lashed Zhunti with another strike of the Human-Creating Whip.
"Ah~~~"
A miserable scream resounded throughout the Outer Heavens. Even Luohu in the Heavenly Demon Realm could not help but shudder.
That woman was a little too ruthless. If she gave him a whip strike too, he probably would not fare much better than Zhunti.
"Demon Lord, is this the strength of a Saint?"
Because he