"Since Fellow Daoist Nuwa insists, then let me experience your skills!"
Li Er smiled coldly and rode his Green Ox—the very ox that had displayed such great might in Journey to the West—slowly toward Nuwa.
Clearly, he intended to face Nuwa.
"Take care of yourselves!"
Without turning her head, Nuwa reminded Xiao Long.
After all, if she fought Li Er, she would not be able to protect Xiao Long and the other three.
"Understood!"
Xiao Long was now deeply grateful to Nuwa. If he could, he would have gladly offered himself to her.
Empress Nuwa, who mended the heavens, truly was merciful!
She had really come to save him just because of a promise!
If that shameless old dog Primordial Heavenly Venerate did not interfere, Xiao Long would not have been too worried.
But clearly, Xiao Long had been thinking too optimistically!
Li Er had been invited by Primordial Heavenly Venerate.
Would Primordial Heavenly Venerate, as the host, simply stand by while a guest he had invited ran into trouble?
"Hmph! Traitor to our Daoist school! Today, I shall cleanse the sect on behalf of my junior brother!"
Seeing Nuwa being tied down by Li Er,
Primordial Heavenly Venerate knew that he could no longer stand by.
Otherwise, once Tong Tian Cult Master arrived, it would be too late!
"Damn it! This dog..."
Xiao Long truly wanted to curse that bastard outright.
But considering that he was a moral man, he decided to let it go!
Against a Saint attacking in fury, those beneath the Saint realm—especially Golden Immortals like Xiao Long and the San Xiao—could not withstand such wrath at all!
Before a Saint, every method seemed so pale and powerless.
The Heaven-Turning Seal, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, the Primordial Golden Dou—these immensely powerful weapons seemed like children's