Who knew that Nu Wa's expression would suddenly darken.
"Is that all?"
"Huh?"
Ancestor Minghe's eyes widened in astonishment.
Nu Wa's face was cold as she addressed Ming He:
"If I just let you go like this..."
"How will the people of the Primordial Wilderness know that I intend to protect the human race?"
"Why don't I borrow this Blood God Son of yours, fellow Daoist?"
As she spoke, Ancestor Minghe felt the Power of Law throughout the world suddenly withdraw from him.
The space around him was like an impenetrable wall of copper and iron!
It grew so viscous that he could not move at all.
He cried out in terror:
"Saint Nuwa, I never actually harmed the human race!"
"Why are you treating me like this?"
But Nu Wa paid him no heed.
"If I don't punish you!"
"Who will know how determined I am?"
Her small hand, as white and smooth as jade, gently clenched in midair!
"Boom!"
The pressure from all directions immediately bore down on Ancestor Minghe. He was crushed in an instant, turning into a cloud of blood-red smoke!
A wave of baleful blood energy surged toward them.
Nu Wa did not move, but Power of Creation had already gathered around the cloud, thick and potent!
Blood-red flowers took root and sprouted in the void, one after another.
A moment later,
they had completely consumed the cloud of baleful blood energy!
Zhen Yuan Zi's eyes widened in shock. He turned to Fuxi and murmured:
"Did Ming He really just die?"
Fuxi gave a bitter smile.
"Didn't my sister say so?"
"That was only one of Ming He's Blood God Sons!"
Then he shook his head and sighed:
"Ming He really is afraid of death. He sent a Blood God Son in place of his