As soon as she finished speaking, spiritual light flashed around Nuwa, True Man Taiyi, and Nezha. They wasted no more time, stepping directly out of Jinguang Cave and flying away from Qianyuan Mountain.
Clouds surged beneath their feet. The saintly pressure left no trace, yet in mere moments, they had crossed a thousand miles of mountains and rivers and arrived within Chentang Pass.
Though Chentang Pass was no longer gripped by the tense panic of war, it still carried an air of desolation.
The people had resumed their livelihoods, but whenever the previous upheaval in the sea was mentioned, lingering fear remained in their hearts.
The three of them entered the pass at an unhurried pace and headed straight for Li Mansion.
The residence was kept in immaculate order, yet Li Jing was nowhere to be seen.
Only Yin Shiniang sat in the main hall with sorrow written across her face, secretly weeping as she gazed toward Nezha's former room, her heart filled with longing and worry for her child.
When Yin Shiniang suddenly noticed visitors in the residence, she looked up and saw the immortal-looking True Man Taiyi, along with a handsome but entirely unfamiliar youth beside him.
And there was also a woman emanating sacred pressure, inspiring reverence at first sight. Yin Shiniang froze for a moment, then hurriedly rose and bowed.
True Man Taiyi was about to speak and ask after Li Jing, but Nuwa had already raised her eyes first, her gaze piercing through layers of clouds and falling directly upon the official road beyond Chentang Pass.
Her eyes narrowed slightly. The Karma of the Three Realms and the Destiny of all living beings were laid bare before her, and she instantly saw the scene a thousand miles away:
Li Jing, dressed in plain clothes, was