Under the effects of that terrifying power of the Great Dao, Xuan Mo's injuries not only could not heal, but grew increasingly severe, already seriously affecting his combat strength.
It was also at this time that Nuwa and Fuxi, fearing Xuan Mo might launch a final counterattack before dying, did not dare press him too hard and chose to slowly wear him to death. Otherwise, he might have already been unable to hold on.
But even so, if this continued, he would not last much longer. At most, a few hundred years would see him worn to death.
Perhaps sensing that his death was near, Xuan Mo became ever more violent and frenzied.
His movements were strange. At a thought, murky yin energy, foul qi, and resentment filled heaven and earth, contaminating the spiritual essence of an entire region and turning it into a dead zone. The incomparably terrifying Great Dao of Nether Dreams also began to circulate, its bizarre Dao rhythm seeking to drag Nuwa and Fuxi into nightmares of terror.
However, Nuwa and Fuxi both possessed exceptionally firm wills. Mysterious light of the Great Dao radiated around them, leaving them utterly unmoved.
Fuxi also held the Fuxi Qin, whose melodies could control the heart and cleanse the spirit. It was the nemesis of nightmares of terror.
As Fuxi lightly plucked its strings, clear and spirited qin notes flowed forth, purifying the murky yin energy, foul qi, and resentment in the blink of an eye.
The Dao injuries within Xuan Mo's body were further stirred, resonating with the qin music and continuously eroding his Fleshly Primordial Spirit and innate indestructible true spirit.
Nuwa did not slacken either. The spiritual light of creation in her hand seemed to come alive. With a wave, she created countless terrifying exotic beasts to