Colorful clouds as robes, clouds as boots; auspicious light attended, Creation's grace bestowed.
Though her auspicious appearance overawed all paths, a Saint stood between Heaven and Earth, mending the cosmos.
Li Changshou was still somewhat caught off guard when he beheld the visage of a Saint just like that.
How could it be described?
It could not be described.
Any words containing even half of "beauty" or "moving" would be disrespectful toward a Saint.
She was like the pinnacle of perfection that Innate beings of the Primordial Wilderness could attain. A single glance from her could bring incomparable serenity to one's heart.
Amid flashing golden light, Li Changshou could not make out how many steps this Saint Lord had taken, nor could he see how she had seated herself.
It was as though he had blanked out for an instant.
When he came back to himself, Empress Nuwa was already seated beneath that immense golden statue with a human body and snake tail. Her left hand moved lightly, and the broad sleeves of her cloud robe drifted faintly.
"Sit."
Li Changshou and Grand Master Xuandu, who had been making Daoist salutes, both voiced their thanks before sitting down in perfect unison.
Grand Master Xuandu smiled. "Martial Aunt, Chang Geng has yet to formally enter Master's sect, but Master has already imparted the Dao to him. He has also rendered many great services to the Human Teaching.
"If Chang Geng's scheme against the Demon Race this time displeased you, I am willing to accept punishment alongside him."
"The rise and fall of all races have their ordained course, and the struggle between humans and demons has its own principles. There is no need to say more."
Empress Nuwa spoke slowly. Li Changshou had heard this voice before, yet at this moment,