Xuandu's gaze shifted slightly.
He did not turn around, only gave a slight nod.
The Witch Clan had staked everything on this battle.
So be it...
He slowly raised his eyes, fixing his gaze on Nuwa once more.
Nuwa staggered, her Saint Body shattered, her robes stained with blood, and the Seven-Colored Rosy Clouds around her flickering unsteadily.
She stared at Xuandu, her eyes still blazing with venom, but beneath that hatred, fear was already growing like wild grass.
The Creation Divine Stone had been taken.
Cracks had spread through her Saint Foundation.
Less than one-tenth of her combat strength remained.
And this man before her...
She had just seen him suppress the Four Sages with one strike, grievously wound her with one punch, and seize her Companion Treasure with a beam of Chaos Light.
She had also seen the Witch Clan use a broken formation to withstand the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array and protect him.
Behind her, Laozi's face was ashen, and the light of the Taiji Diagram had dimmed.
Yuanshi's Jade Purity Immortal Light was in disarray, and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi rang and trembled.
The Buddha Light of Jieyin and Zhunti flickered, cracks showing in their golden bodies.
The Four Sages had been suppressed by the Chaos Light. Even now, they were still struggling to dispel the Origin of the Great Dao that was corroding their Saint Foundations.
No one could help her.
No one dared help her.
Nuwa suddenly laughed.
Her laughter was hoarse, filled with endless sorrow and self-mockery.
"Xuandu..."
She spoke, but her voice no longer held the frenzied hatred from before. Instead, it carried a calmness she had never known:
"Let me ask you something."
"When the Human Race first came into being, weak and helpless, I created them and