Birth

This butterfly was sacred, beautiful, and resplendent.

Yet beneath that dazzling exterior lurked terrifying killing intent.

In an instant, it blasted Luo Hou's head to pieces.

Everything happened too fast. In the infinitesimal span of one hundred-millionth of a second, heaven and earth fell silent.

"Empress Nuwa has made her move!"

"Empress Nuwa is the second strongest in the Primordial World! Back when she fought the Mosquito Daoist, neither could gain the upper hand, and she saved countless living beings from the flames of disaster!"

"Empress Wa is mighty!"

All living beings rejoiced. With a single move, Nuwa had broken through Luo Hou's defenses—her strength was plain to see.

"You bastard... Nuwa, it was you!" With a savage roar, Luo Hou's head was restored as before. The Heaven-Rending Method, capable of cleaving heaven and earth and annihilating all things, had not caused him any substantial harm.

Nuwa stepped out from her Daoist sanctuary and came walking through the air. Countless divine butterflies danced, paving a dazzling avenue, and she strolled along it toward him.

She appeared slow, yet every step spanned nearly the distance of an entire universe.

"Luo Hou, let me advise you: before the Dao Venerable becomes enraged, tuck your tail between your legs and leave. Otherwise, regret will come too late."

Clad in imperial robes, Nuwa walked through heaven and earth with peerless grace, her tone utterly indifferent.

"Haha... I, Luo Hou, cannot be killed by heaven or buried by earth. Even he cannot kill me! I've been here for so long—if he were confident, he would have acted long ago. Would he still wait until now? The reason he dares not show himself is that he fears me! He fears he cannot defeat me, that killing me would cost him the Dao Venerable's dignity!"

Luo Hou