Nuwa looked at the Four Swords of Zhu Xian in her system space, then at the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation set up by Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun.
For a moment, she thought she was seeing things.
"System, what's going on?" Nuwa asked her Check-in System.
Check-in System: ...
How was it supposed to know?!
It had planned to take its host to a female-oriented Prehistoric World, boost her charm, attract devoted admirers, and refine them into Great Luo and Quasi-Saint puppets.
Now they were in a male-oriented Prehistoric World, and it hadn't done much research...
"It must be Heavenly Dao's scheming," the Check-in System said at once, shifting the blame to Heavenly Dao.
"What does Heavenly Dao's scheming mean?" Nuwa asked blankly.
The prehistoric novels she usually read didn't have any complicated schemes.
At most, they had romantic entanglements. This was the first time she'd heard of Heavenly Dao's scheming.
"Never mind... Just know that whenever something doesn't make sense, you can blame Heavenly Dao."
High above the firmament.
Tai Yi stood with the Chaos Bell above his head and the Heavenly Emperor Sword in hand. The phantoms of the Thirty-three Heavens layered around him, bolstering him until his aura had reached the limits of a Perfected Quasi-Saint.
Every swing of the Heavenly Emperor Sword seemed to stir the courses of the stars across the heavens. His majestic heavenly might was utterly overwhelming.
Yet his opponent was Chen Tian.
Chen Tian hadn't even fully manifested his Ancestral Witch form. He still looked like a mild-mannered young man.
But the black God-Slaying Spear in his hand seemed to have come alive, exuding a vicious, baleful aura that dimmed the sun, moon, and stars.
Every time the spearhead darted out, it struck with pinpoint precision at the weakest point in the chaotic currents