On the other side of Mount Buzhou.
After Luxuan led the Three Cloud Sisters and Zhao Gongming through several layers of sea clouds, that aura of Creation grew increasingly distinct, and even the Penglai Origin deep within the Three Immortals World faintly produced a response.
The valley location was very remote.
It was surrounded by several ancient peaks, the Innate Spiritual Energy was dense, and the vegetation vitality was flourishing, yet no powerful living beings were entrenched there.
What truly made Yunxiao and the others stop in their tracks was the woman in a cyan palace dress at the center of the valley.
Nuwa.
Nuwa at this moment was distinctly different from when she listened to the Dao expounding at the Violet Cloud Palace.
She was neither sitting on a cattail mat comprehending the Great Dao, nor did she have Fuxi accompanying her by her side, and all around her were piled a large number of clay figurines of various shapes.
Some of them resembled flying birds.
Some resembled running beasts.
And some simply grew appearances that had never before appeared in the Great Wilderness.
The number of clay figurines was at least several thousand.
Not a single one truly possessed an aura of life.
Bixiao stood at the edge of the valley watching for a moment, her eyes gradually widening, and she said in a lowered voice, "Master, is Senior Nuwa preparing to mold a new race?"
Luxuan's gaze fell upon those clay figurines.
"She is experimenting."
Nuwa had clearly long since sensed the arrival of the few of them.
In her hand, she was currently supporting a lump of soil exuding a mysterious yellow luster, and Creation Dao marks continuously merged into it from her fingertips.
That lump of soil slowly transformed into a human shape.
Facial features,