Among the Saints, Only Nuwa Received a Slot! Do You Think You Can Alter the Dao Lord's Decree?

"Jieyin, Zhunti, do you truly think my brothers fear Saints?"

"If you dare step forward, do not blame us for activating the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Great Formation!"

"Exactly. Our little sister's opportunity was decided by Dao Lord Taichu of Hongmeng Palace. By acting like this, are you dissatisfied with Dao Lord Taichu?"

"..."

Even when facing Saints, the Twelve Ancestral Witches showed not the slightest sign of backing down.

This opportunity might allow an Ancestral Witch to produce a Saint-level existence. Even if it meant offending the Saints, they could never give it up.

"Humph!"

"Twelve Ancestral Witches, surrender this opportunity, and the Witch Race may yet have a chance to survive. Otherwise, the Witch Race will be utterly wiped out in the future!"

"If this opportunity is surrendered, this Daoist will not claim it directly. It shall be discussed together with the Myriad Races Experts!"

With a single sentence from Jieyin, the Myriad Races Experts were immediately drawn in. One after another, they moved closer to the Six Sages, seemingly intending to join Jieyin and Zhunti in pressuring the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

After all, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had not objected to Jieyin and Zhunti's words.

In other words, Hongjun had tacitly approved of this matter.

The faces of the Twelve Ancestral Witches darkened, and they instinctively brought out the Array Flags of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Great Formation.

If their opponents truly made a move, then they would have no choice but to fight.

Elsewhere, East Prince was secretly transmitting his voice to West Queen Mother.

"Fellow Daoist, could the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's slot be given up this time?"

"You should know that the Mystic Maiden's cultivation has not yet reached the Great Luo realm. If she goes, she may gain less than she would from receiving This Emperor's careful guidance!"

East Prince greatly hoped that West Queen Mother would step forward and persuade Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden to relinquish this slot.

In his view, Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's cultivation was too low. Even if she observed the scene of Hongmeng Birth and Destruction, she might not improve much.

At this moment, quite a few experts began gathering around the Immortal Court's side.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were not easy to deal with. If they had to choose someone to seize from, they would rather contend with the Immortal Court.

At this time, Hongyun's brows furrowed slightly as he swept his gaze across the Myriad Races Experts present.

However, he paid no attention to their dissatisfaction and once again announced the final slot. "The third one to receive a slot: Nuwa!"

"Nuwa?"

"Only one Saint was selected?"

"Even Dao Ancestor was not selected?"

"Looks like these Saints do not have any special privileges!"

"How could this be? None of the three slots bears my name?"

"Does that mean we have no chance at all?"

"..."

Upon hearing the final name, the Myriad Races Experts could not help but reveal disappointed expressions.

Nuwa was a Saint, so they did not dare seize it from her, but their hearts were clearly filled with resentment.

Even more dissatisfied were the Five Great Sages near Nuwa, as well as Hongjun, who had come specifically for this.

Hongjun had come this time not only to obtain a slot, but also to enter Hongmeng Palace and investigate it.

However, Nuwa was extremely delighted.

Although she had been the first living being to step into the Saint realm after Hongjun, her combat strength ultimately could not compare to Sanqing's. She was even much weaker than Jieyin.

Now that she had received such an opportunity, she would surely gain insight from it, and her cultivation would certainly improve.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, could this slot perhaps..."

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa..."

"..."

At this moment, Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Jieyin, and Zhunti all looked toward Nuwa, preparing to speak in hopes of exchanging for this slot.

"Three Senior Brothers, two Fellow Daoists, this slot was personally chosen by Dao Lord Taichu. This Palace will absolutely not hand it over!"

"If you truly want it, why not go beg Dao Lord Taichu?"

Nuwa coldly cut off Laozi and the others. She looked as though she was unwilling to listen at all, her attitude exceptionally firm.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, we are not doing this for ourselves, but for our teacher!"

"Could it be that you intend to let our teacher make this trip in vain?"

"..."

Upon hearing Nuwa's words, Jieyin revealed a sinister expression and spoke loudly, seemingly intending to use Hongjun's authority to demand the slot Nuwa had received.

Yet even after Jieyin spoke so, Hongjun did not say a word to stop him, as though he tacitly approved of Jieyin's words.

Nuwa's expression changed slightly, and for a moment, she did not know how to respond.

Dense crowds of Myriad Races Experts had already gathered around the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Immortal Court. The atmosphere was even more tense than it was between these Great Sages.

At this moment, the corners of Hongyun's mouth lifted slightly as he spoke again. "There is also a special slot!"

"There is another?"

"Could it be for a Saint?"

"No, it must be for Dao Ancestor!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the Myriad Races Experts did not feel much hope. Instead, Saints such as Laozi and the others, along with Hongjun himself, slightly raised their heads and looked toward Hongyun.

Hongyun spoke calmly, "Minghe, this special slot is yours!"

"Minghe?"

"Why him?"

"Shouldn't it be This Venerable?"

"It should be someone from the West, shouldn't it?"

"Exactly, it should be someone from the West!"

"..."

At this moment, the expressions of the Five Great Sages changed drastically, and they faintly felt as though they had been toyed with.

Even Hongjun's expression could not help turning gloomy.

After all, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, this Daoist believes this is unfair!"

"These four slots should all belong to us Saints and our teacher!"

"Right, it is unfair!"

"..."

At this moment, Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged glances, then both stepped forward and began shouting at Hongyun.

Sanqing, too, wore furious expressions at this time.

Tongtian vaguely intended to step forward and speak, but Laozi pulled him back in one swift motion.

Speaking up at this moment would be unwise.

"Humph!"

"Do you think you can alter the Dao Lord's decree?"

"Do you think you can threaten those chosen by Lord?"

At that moment, bursts of rebuking voices emerged from within the enormous vortex.

For a time, the entire Thirty-Three Heavens trembled along with them.

Immediately afterward, a terrifying might surpassing even an Innate Supreme Treasure, and perhaps even a Chaos Supreme Treasure, spread from Hongmeng Palace within that enormous vortex.

The origins of the Three Thousand Great Daos faintly emerged, instantly suppressing the auras of the Myriad Races Experts.

Some of the weaker beings could not help but feel intense reverence rise within their hearts, and they instinctively wanted to kneel toward Hongmeng Palace.

"Are you planning to run wild before Hongmeng Palace?"

"If so, then This Seat will fight you!"

"This Seat would like to see just how much you have improved after all this time!"

At the same time, Hongyun suddenly stepped forward, and the aura around him began soaring wildly.

A horsetail whisk radiating terrifying might slowly emerged. Its three thousand azure strands shook, releasing boundless Chaos Qi.

Within that Chaos Qi, traces of the Power of Calamity faintly appeared, making it exceedingly terrifying.