Demon aura rolled in like ink.
At the forefront was the Demon General Jiu Ying, with nine heads, each radiating ferocity and greed.
Behind him stood ten thousand Demon Soldiers, all clad in armor and wielding cold weapons. Their Killing Aura gathered, making even the air beneath Mount Buzhou thick and sticky.
"Hahaha, this is the human race? They really are pitifully weak—not even a single immortal among them!"
"Look at those pathetic wooden walls. I could blow them down in one breath!"
The Demon Soldiers laughed without restraint. In their eyes, this assignment was nothing more than an easy hunt.
Within the human tribe, everyone stopped working. They looked up at the demon clouds blotting out the sky, all color draining from their faces.
A fear rooted deep in their bloodlines made their limbs go cold, leaving them barely able to stand.
"It... it's the demon race!"
"They're going to eat us!"
Panic spread like a plague.
"Do not be afraid!"
Suiren Shi raised a burning torch high and climbed onto the city wall, shouting loudly.
"The Mother Goddess's divine revelation guides us! We have walls and traps! We can defeat them!"
His voice gave the chaotic crowd a sliver of resolve.
The tribesmen picked up sharpened wooden spears and stone axes. Though trembling, they still took their positions.
"Overestimating yourselves."
One of Jiu Ying's heads snorted disdainfully as he casually waved a hand.
"Vanguard, show them what you can do!"
Several hundred wolf demons and leopard demons charged forward with howls. Moving at incredible speed, they rushed toward the seemingly fragile wooden walls.
However, just as they were about to reach the wall, a sudden change occurred!
Thud! Thud!
The dozens of Demon Soldiers at the front suddenly found the ground give way beneath them. Screaming miserably, they fell into deep pits disguised with withered grass.
At the bottom of the pits stood countless sharpened hardwood stakes.
Blood sprayed from the pits, and the shrill cries of agony brought the following Demon Soldiers' assault to a halt.
"There are traps!"
"Watch your step!"
The Demon Soldiers became more cautious. Avoiding the traps, they finally charged beneath the city walls.
But they were greeted by a rain of stones and wooden spears.
Though these primitive weapons could hardly inflict fatal wounds on the thick-skinned Demon Soldiers, the humiliation of being resisted by such ants completely enraged them.
"You're courting death!"
A bear demon roared, slamming its massive paw against the wooden wall.
Boom!
Dirt flew everywhere, wood splinters scattered, and that section of the wall was forcibly smashed open.
The defensive line had been torn apart.
With the Demon Soldiers about to flood into the tribe, a massacre was inevitable.
Within Nuwa's body, Chen Ran's consciousness Spark of Civilization pulsed frantically.
No, these primitive defenses could only delay them for a moment.
Against true great demons, the human race had no ability to fight back.
They had to advance!
At that moment, he "saw" the women in the tribe anxiously using mud and water to make various clay jars and bowls.
They were preparing containers for food and water for the men heading into battle.
That primitive crafting method sparked an idea in Chen Ran's consciousness.
Shaping, firing, setting... wasn't this the earliest prototype of artifact forging?
Civilization began with the most basic tools!
"System! Based on the human race's 'pottery-making' and 'bone-tool polishing,' deduce more advanced civilization technology!"
[Command received!] [Detected the emergence of the rudimentary concepts of 'shaping' and 'inscription' within Human Civilization!] [Civilization Power +2000!] [Commencing civilization advancement deduction... Deduction complete!] [Congratulations, Host! A new technology tree has been unlocked—'Rune Sequence'!] [Based on the 'Rune Sequence,' Host Nuwa has comprehended a new supreme Dao divine ability—'Art of Creation Forging'!]
Within Wa Empress Palace, Nuwa sat upon a cloud bed, frowning as she watched the battle beneath Mount Buzhou.
She had originally intended to intervene.
But the Heavenly Dao had issued a warning: Saints could not casually interfere in mortal racial conflicts, or they would become entangled in karmic backlash, inviting endless future trouble.
Just as she hesitated.
Boom!
A torrent of knowledge more vast and profound than anything before suddenly appeared within her Nascent Soul.
They were mysterious runes glowing with the radiance of the Great Dao. Combined and arranged in wondrous ways, they expounded the supreme principle of creation—from nothing to something, from stone to gold.
Countless artifact-forging techniques, countless material formulas, countless crafting diagrams for magical treasures...
This knowledge seemed as though she had been born knowing it, deeply imprinted within her Nascent Soul.
"This... this is..."
Nuwa was completely stunned.
If her previous gains in power had merely struck her as strange,
then this time, she was truly shocked.
This sudden transmission of enlightenment was so inconceivable that even she, a Heavenly Dao Saint, found it unbelievable.
Her gaze unconsciously fell upon the human race fighting desperately in blood below.
Could it... truly be them?
She had no time to think further, because the battle below had reached its most critical moment.
Demon General Jiu Ying had lost patience. All nine heads opened their mouths, gathering nine different kinds of Demon Power—water, fire, wind, lightning, poison... preparing to erase the entire human tribe from the earth in a single strike.
With this attack, let alone the human race, even an ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortal would perish on the spot.
Nuwa's heart stirred.
The profound Art of Creation Forging in her mind began operating on its own.
With a wave of her delicate hand, an ordinary stubborn stone from outside Wa Empress Palace and a dead branch from the Innate Spiritual Root, the Gourd Vine, flew into her palm.
Saintly power surged.
The newly comprehended runes flowed across her palm.
The stubborn stone rapidly melted, while the dead branch turned to powder. The two merged in a manner both profound and mysterious.
There was no earth-shattering phenomenon, nor did it consume much of her focus.
Everything proceeded as naturally as flowing clouds and running water.
A moment later.
An ancient treasure seal, covered in profound patterns, floated quietly in her palm.
Golden merit light flowed over the treasure seal, radiating an aura capable of suppressing all things.
Postnatal Merit Supreme Treasure—Sky-Flipping Seal!
No, this seal, having fused with Human Race Destiny and the principles of creation, seemed to possess an additional trace of indescribable divine charm compared to the original Sky-Flipping Seal.
Nuwa stared at the masterpiece in her hand, somewhat dazed herself.
When had she... become so skilled at forging artifacts?
Jiu Ying's attack was about to descend.
Without a second thought, Nuwa flicked her finger.
The newly forged treasure seal transformed into a streak of light, silently tearing through space as it fell toward the foot of Mount Buzhou.
She merely wanted to test the seal's power and, while she was at it... save those little ones.
Jiu Ying's Ninefold Demon Art had already erupted, about to completely drown the human tribe.
At that moment, a great seal descended from the heavens and expanded with the wind.
At first, it was only palm-sized. By the time it struck the ground, it had become as enormous as a mountain, crashing down with the supreme might to suppress everything!
Rumble—!!!
The Ninefold Demon Art, powerful enough to destroy mountains and rivers, was as fragile as paper before the great seal and was instantly smashed to pieces.
The great seal did not lose any momentum and struck the earth heavily.
The entire Mount Buzhou shook violently.
As the smoke and dust dispersed.
A bottomless crater appeared in the center of the battlefield.
As for Jiu Ying and the ten thousand Demon Soldiers, who had been arrogant only moments before, not even a trace of ash remained. They had been completely suppressed into nothingness.
Heaven and earth fell silent.
Every human stared dumbfoundedly at the treasure seal as it slowly shrank and finally vanished.
They did not know what had happened.
But they knew they had been saved.
It was the Mother Goddess!
It had to be the Mother Goddess protecting them!
"Greetings, Holy Mother Empress!"
"May the Holy Mother Empress enjoy boundless longevity!"
Led by the Three Ancestors of Humanity, all the tribesmen devoutly knelt toward Wa Empress Palace.
Meanwhile.
Mount Kunlun, Jade Void Palace.
East Sea, Golden Ao Island.
Shouyang Mountain, Eight Sceneries Palace.
The west, Mount Sumeru.
Across the Primordial World, several beings who had only recently become Saints opened their eyes at almost the same moment.
Their gazes all turned toward Mount Buzhou.
"A Postnatal Merit Supreme Treasure?"
"It carries Junior Sister Nuwa's aura... Hasn't she always disliked conflict and been poor at artifact forging?"
"What powerful suppressive force. This treasure's might is likely no weaker than an ordinary innate spiritual treasure!"
"Strange. Too strange..."
The Saints were all filled with the same doubt.
This Sixth Junior Sister, who had only recently become a Saint, seemed far more mysterious than they had imagined.
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