Nuwa's movement towards enlightenment was far greater than anyone expected.
Great Dao Merit's beam of light has not completely dissipated, and the ceiling is still falling from the void, Golden Lotuses Springing from Earth covering every inch of the land under Mount Sumeru's feet.
The entire West is shrouded in a layer of faint golden light, Spiritual Energy is surging like a tide, and the Daoist charm is diffused like a spring breeze.
More than one hundred thousand Human Race knelt on the ground, bathing in this unprecedented vision, their eyes full of awe and piety.
But Nuwa didn't bask in this glory for too long.
Her expression moved slightly and she looked above Nine Heavens.
There, a Divine Sense penetrated Chaos and Space-Time and fell directly into her Sea of Consciousness.
That Divine Sense is not overbearing, it can even be called peaceful, but it carries an unquestionable majesty.
That's Divine Sense from Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
"Nuwa, you have become a saint. It is not appropriate to stay Primordial Wilderness for a long time. Come to Chaos quickly and open up a world for Sage to live in."
Nuwa lowered his eyes slightly, saluted in the direction of Divine Sense, then turned around and his eyes fell on Xuan Merit Body.
"Brother Xuande," she said, her voice gentler than before, but with an added layer of indescribable solemnity.
"Dao Ancestor sent a message, ordering me to go to Chaos to open up a new world. Sage should not stay in Primordial Wilderness for a long time. I don't know when I will be able to come back."
She paused and looked past Xuande to the more than 100,000 Human Race kneeling on the ground.
They have just been born, and they have not yet had time to establish a firm foothold in this world, have not yet had time to learn survival skills, and have not yet had time to write their own stories.
But she, as their creator, could not accompany them through their first years.
"I have something to ask for." Nuwa withdrew his gaze and looked at Xuande again, "Human Race is a newborn and has no ability to protect himself.
Pindao is going to Chaos, and I don't know when he will be back. Brother Tao, can you take care of Human Race for Pindao and let them have a place to stay in West?"
Xuande did not hesitate, nodded and said, "Brother Dao, don't worry.
Human Race was born from West, and is the creature of West.
I have to protect them and let them thrive in this land."
Nuwa looked at him, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes.
She didn't say anything more, she just bowed deeply to Xuande, then turned around and looked at the more than 100,000 Human Race.
"Children," her voice echoed by the stream, gentle and solemn, "mother will be away for a while.
You live a good life in West and listen to Xuande True Man. I will come to see you when mother comes back."
The first man to be pinched raised his head, his eyes full of reluctance.
But he did not hold back. He just kowtowed three times and said in a calm and firm voice, "Don't worry, mother. We will live well. When mother comes back, we will definitely live up to her expectations."
Nuwa nodded, took one last look at the more than 100,000 lives created by her own hands, then turned around, raised an auspicious cloud, and flew towards Nine Heavens.
Her figure became farther and farther away, became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared at the edge of Chaos.
Only the faint Creation Power is still slowly circulating in the air, proving that she has been here before.
Xuande watched Nuwa leave, then turned around and looked at the more than one hundred thousand Human Race.
They knelt on the ground, with reluctance to leave their creator in their eyes, as well as confusion and expectation for the future.
"Everyone, get up." Xuande's voice was calm and steady, like the echo deep in the earth.
"From today on, you are Human Race of West.
Mount Sumeru There is a place for you at your feet. Pindao will find a place for you and teach you how to survive.
You don't have to be afraid or confused, this is West, it is the place where you were born and it is also your home."
The first man to be pinched raised his head and looked at Xuande, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes.
He stood up, and the three hundred and sixty-five Innate Human Race behind him also stood up.
Afterwards, 10,800 Houtian humans and more than 120,000 humans thrown out by gourd vines stood up one after another, like a sea of people, stretching at the foot of Mount Sumeru.
At the same time, the news of Nuwa becoming a saint has spread throughout Primordial Wilderness.
Kunlun Mountain, Eight Scenery Palace.
Taiqing Laozi was sitting cross-legged on the futon, Taiji Diagram was slowly rotating above his head, Yin-Yang Qi was hanging down, and his whole person was enveloped in a Chaos-colored halo.
His expression was still as calm as water, with no fluctuations visible.
But if anyone looks carefully, they will find that his eyes are looking at West, looking at the Great Dao Merit light beam that has not completely dissipated, with a faint emotion flashing in his eyes.
"Creation Dao, how could it come to this."
Laozi's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, "Junior Sister Nuwa has taken a different path from us.
Proving the truth through creation and taking creation as merit, this path is more difficult than Slay Three Corpses, but it is also closer to Great Dao Origin Essence."
He lowered his head, looked at the Taiji Diagram in his hand, and was silent for a moment.
"My way lies in Yin-Yang balance and tranquility. This path may not be slower than hers, nor may it be worse than hers. It's just that she has already taken the first step."
After saying that, he closed his eyes again and continued to meditate on the Primordial Violet Qi.
Taiji Diagram rotated slowly above his head, and Yin-Yang Qi circulated endlessly, as if nothing had happened.
Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.
Yuqing Yuanshi is sitting on the throne in the middle of the hall, and Pangu Banner is making noises behind him, exuding a sharp and majestic aura.
His face was not as calm as Laozi, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes were fixed on West's Merit beam of light, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
"Nuwa..." He muttered the name in a low voice, with a hint of unwillingness in his voice, "She actually became a saint before me."
He is one of Pangu Orthodox Lineage, Three Pure Ones, Dao Ancestor Direct Disciples.
He has Primordial Violet Qi in hand, and Innate Supreme Treasure like Pangu Banner to suppress Fortune.
He has always believed that Three Pure Ones should be sanctified before everyone else, especially before Nuwa.
Although Nuwa is also a disciple of Dao Ancestor, she is not Pangu Orthodox Lineage after all, and her heels are not as profound as Three Pure Ones.
But now, she has become the first Sage among Primordial Wilderness.
This gap made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Senior brother." Yuanshi turned towards the direction of Laozi's retreat, with a hint of suppressed urgency in his voice.
"Junior Sister Nuwa has become a saint. We Three Pure Ones are both Pangu Orthodox Lineage and Dao Ancestor. If we continue to lag behind others, won't we make Primordial Wilderness a joke to all sentient beings?"
Laozi did not respond. There was silence in the Eight Scenery Palace, only the slight sound of Taiji Diagram spinning.
Yuanshi Take a deep breath and say no more.
He turned around, strode into the Jade Void Palace's secret room, sat down cross-legged, and sunk his mind completely into the Primordial Violet Qi.
"I don't believe it," his voice echoed in the secret room, with a tenacity that refused to admit defeat, "Pangu Orthodox Lineage, will lag behind others."
The stone door of the secret room slammed shut, blocking out all the noise.
Kunlun Mountain, Biyou Palace.
Shangqing Tongtian stood in the square in front of the Biyou Palace, Immortal Slaying Four Swords surrounded him, making a buzzing sound.
He looked at West's Merit beam of light, but his eyes were not as unwilling as Yuanshi's. Instead, they were full of excitement and yearning.
"Junior Sister Nuwa has proven the truth!" He laughed loudly, his voice echoing in the sky above Biyou Palace, "Okay! Good! Good! You are indeed a poor junior sister. This courage and method are really admirable!"
He turned around and looked at the grand scene of thousands of immortals coming to court behind him. He looked at the confused expressions of Daoist Duobao, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Wudang Holy Mother, Turtle Spirit Holy Mother and other disciples. He waved his hand and said:
"Have you seen it? Junior Sister Nuwa became a saint with Creation Dao and created a new race! What a courage and what a method! We, Shangqing, cannot fall behind!"
Daoist Duobao took a step forward and said respectfully, "Master, what you mean is..."
"Practice hard!" Tongtian said firmly Earthly Dao, "What Junior Sister Nuwa can do, we can do it too.
She has her Creation Dao, and we have our Shangqing Immortal Method.
She became a saint and set an example for us.
Great Dao Three thousand, everything can be proved.
We, Shangqing, follow the Slaughter Dao, the path of bravery and diligence. As long as Dao heart is firm, why worry about not being able to attain enlightenment?"
He looked at the disciples with a burning light in his eyes. "From today on, Biyou Palace, everyone above and below, will double their practice!
Poor Daoists should also retreat to meditate on Primordial Violet Qi and strive to attain enlightenment as soon as possible.
If any of you can break through Quasi-Saint before Pindao, Pindao will personally refine a Numinous Treasure for him!"
All the disciples agreed in unison, and their voices echoed throughout Yun Xiao.
Tongtian's lofty ideals are like a raging fire, infecting everyone.
Sun Star, Thirty-Three Heavens, Lingxiao Palace.
Dijun sat on Heavenly Emperor's Throne with a solemn expression.
Taiyi sat on his left side, holding Chaos Bell in his arms, the bell sounded melodious but with a hint of urgency.
Kunpeng was sitting on the right, his face as gloomy as water, and Northern Darkness Cold Qi was circulating around him, almost freezing the air around him.
In the hall, Ten Great Demon Marshals were lined up on both sides, all with heavy faces.
"Nuwa has proved the truth." Dijun spoke, his voice low and majestic, "Sage is born, Primordial Wilderness's situation is going to change."
Taiyi nodded and said, "Brother is right. Nuwa's testimony is just the beginning.
Three Pure Ones has Primordial Violet Qi, Jieyin and Zhunti also has Primordial Violet Qi, West and Xuande is unfathomable.
I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before they prove it. Although Demon Clan is powerful, without Sage taking charge, it will end up being a little short."
Kunpeng said coldly, "Nuwa used Creation Dao to achieve enlightenment. She created Human Race and was recognized by Great Dao. Only then did she achieve enlightenment and become a saint.
This road cannot be walked by others. But her success has indeed pointed out the direction to other people who own Primordial Violet Qi. To prove the way, you should not wait in vain, but practice your own way."
Dijun stood up and stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as bright as a torch.
"Go down the order," his voice echoed in the hall, "Demon Clan all departments, step up development. Great Array of the Stars, must be perfected as soon as possible.
Ten Great Demon Marshals, try your best to improve your cultivation. Eastern Emperor and I, the teacher, also need to retreat for enlightenment.
The Sage era is coming, Demon Clan must become stronger if he does not want to be eliminated."
Ten Great Demon Marshals responded in unison.
Taiyi looked at Dijun and whispered, "Brother, can we... can catch up?"
Dijun was silent for a moment, and then said slowly, "If you can catch up, you have to catch up, and if you can't, you have to catch up.
Demon Clan establishes Heavenly Court and rules Three Realms, not by Sage, but by ourselves. Even if Sage emerge in large numbers, Demon Clan will not bow down."
His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable firmness.