Wa Emperor Palace.
Nuwa sat cross-legged on the Cloud Bed, her eyes closed as she contemplated the creation great dao.
Suddenly, something stirred in her mind, and she opened her eyes.
"Brother?"
A flicker of surprise crossed Nuwa's eyes. She hurried to her feet and went out to meet him.
Outside the Wa Emperor Palace, Fuxi stood with exhaustion written across his face and deep bewilderment in his eyes.
"Brother, what brings you here? Has something happened to the Demon Clan?" Nuwa asked with concern.
"Sister..."
Fuxi looked at Nuwa and gave a bitter smile. "I... I may have miscalculated."
"Miscalculated?" Nuwa froze. "What do you mean, brother?"
Fuxi sighed and recounted everything: how Di Jun had accepted the heaven's way power bestowed by Hongjun, and how Bai Ze had left the Demon Clan.
"Heaven's way power?!"
At his words, Nuwa's expression instantly grew grave.
As a Heavenly Dao Sage, she naturally understood how terrifying that power was.
"Teacher intends to turn the Demon Clan into nothing more than pawns in his hands!"
Nuwa drew a deep breath, a chill flashing in her eyes. "Di Jun actually dared to accept that power? He's utterly mad!"
"Yes, he's mad."
Fuxi spoke bitterly. "To fight the Witch Cult, he's willing to stop at nothing. When I looked at those two streams of purple qi, my heart filled with fear. I felt that if I remained in the Demon Clan, sooner or later that power would devour me, damning me beyond redemption."
"Sister, tell me-what should I do?"
Fuxi looked at Nuwa, his eyes pleading for help.
The sight of her brother so lost sent a pang through Nuwa's heart.
She knew that her brother had mastered divination throughout his life. Nothing made him prouder than his ability to foresee what lay ahead.