Nuwa: Keep the Music Playing, Keep the Dance Going!
Now.
The powerful figures from all corners of the world watched as Nuwa and the others not only fully recovered from their injuries, but even made further progress in their cultivation!
Even--
White Marsh and the other juniors even managed to unleash their Second Corpse, putting them right ahead of the first echelon of the Red-Dust Guest and Primordial Divine Being.
Going a step further.
That puts them on par with the top experts among the Red-Dust Guest and Primordial Divine Being.
This time...
The powerful figures from all corners of the world were utterly disgusted!
Everyone--
Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches who succeeded in their evil deeds cannot be considered winners; only Fuxi, Nuwa, and the current high-ranking members of the Demon Race truly won.
Soon.
Those Red-Dust Guest who had been severely injured, had their cultivation paths severed, and had fallen to the Great Luo Realm all immediately withdrew their gazes from Fengqi Mountain!
Still watching?
Don't you feel upset and depressed?
How frustrating!
Those who remained watching were either those who hadn't participated in the chaos, or they were all individuals with exceptionally strong inner strength.
The banquet scene.
As Nuwa and the others calmed down, joy appeared on their faces!
Snap--
Snap--
Snap--
Dan Jing, sitting in his seat, clapped enthusiastically with a hearty smile on his face.
He opened his applause:
"Colorful! Colorful! Colorful!"
"Hahaha..."
"As expected of Brother Fuxi, whose calculations are flawless! I never imagined you would have foreseen this!"
"First, scheme against everyone, then use the Merit establishing the clan to restore yourself, and then you can take the opportunity to subdue and win over those wounded, weaklings who are powerless to resist you!"
"Great! Hard! You're really great and hard, little brother!"
"Hahaha..."
"Fuxi is awesome! Nuwa is awesome! The Demon Race is awesome!"
Dan Jing never hides her words, nor does she ever lower her voice.
Now.
After he said these words, the previously lively banquet hall immediately fell silent.
Many of the Great Luo of the Demon Race below kept their eyes down, not daring to have any thoughts.
The younger generation below them hadn't quite grasped the situation; each of them assumed that His Majesty the Sun God thought their Demon Race was truly powerful.
So.
They all seemed somewhat excited and agitated.
As for Nuwa and the others...
The smug and happy smile on his face froze.
Damn it!
In my excitement, I completely forgot that the Sun Star Madman was here.
This guy didn't cause any trouble.
But his mouth...
The moment he opens his mouth, you just want to kill him!
Nuwa ignored the words of the Sun Star Madman and glanced at all the Demon Race present at the banquet.
Awkward attempt to change the subject:
"Then play the music, then dance!"
Very soon.
The banquet hall was filled with celestial music once again, and graceful dancers were performing.
In an instant--
The banquet hall was once again filled with a joyful atmosphere.
At the same time.
One by one, the gazes that had been fixed on Fengqi Mountain were withdrawn.
Obviously--
The powerful figures from all corners of the world had lost interest in what was about to happen at Fengqi Mountain.
Not long after.
After eating and drinking his fill, Dan Jing also lost interest in watching the dancers perform for a while.
It's alright, I guess!
Anyway.
For Dan Jing, beauty was as fleeting as clouds!
Furthermore...
A group of dancers with cultivation levels of only Grand Unity Profound Immortal or Profound Immortal Realm wouldn't even live as long as Grandpa Dan Jing takes a nap or goes into seclusion. What's so interesting about that?
"They're gone."
After sitting for a while, Dan Jing got up from his seat, gave a casual greeting, and then walked out of Fengqi Mountain.
Seeing this.
The two sisters Xi He and Chang Xi, also rose and bowed to Nuwa, Fuxi, and others in the main seat.
Xi He and said:
"Fellow Daoists, farewell."
Beside.
Chang Xi nodded slightly:
Goodbye.
After saying that.
Without waiting for a response from the others, the two sisters took off and caught up with Dan Jing, who had deliberately slowed his pace. The three of them then disappeared in a Golden Immortal Radiance.
After the three people left.
Nuwa, Fuxi, Queen Mother of the West, and others, who were seated in the main position, all breathed a sigh of relief.
Especially Nuwa--
She became stronger than before she was injured.
Before she was injured, she had already begun to reach the level of the Three-Corpse Fusion.
After this recovery--
The progress of the Three-Corpse Fusion has accelerated significantly, and the improvement in cultivation level is more than just a step!
Please note.
At her level --
A mere sliver of difference in moral character can make all the difference between heaven and earth!
The current Nuwa thinks she's terrifyingly powerful.
That's it...
When Nuwa faced the Sun Star Madman, she felt as if he were just an ordinary mortal being, someone she could crush countless times with a flick of her finger!
What does this tell us?
The Sun Star Madman is very strong, extremely strong, stronger than she imagined, even stronger than she could have imagined!
Otherwise--
I absolutely cannot give her that feeling!
Certainly.
Even without that feeling, Nuwa wouldn't have been so foolish as to want to fight the Sun Star Madman!
Or rather...
Ever since Fengqi Mountain was once again beaten by the Sun Star Madman when it was still on the eastern edge of Mount Buzhou, Nuwa had not considered fighting the Sun Star Madman again before becoming a saint.
No way.
That was truly the impression the Sun Star Madman had on her.
That's absolutely invincible.
Now.
The Sun Star Madman left without causing any trouble, which is already a happy ending for everyone.
After that guy, whom people disliked but couldn't afford to offend, left.
Nuwa raised her jade hand--
Buzz!
She directly activated the protective array of Fengqi Mountain.
Then.
Nuwa's face truly revealed a happy smile:
"Alright."
"Those... well, those kind-hearted guests have already left."
"Next--"
"This is a time for celebration for our Demon Race!"
As he spoke.
Nuwa raised the wine cup in front of her and stood up to gesture to everyone at the banquet.
He said in a loud voice:
"This glass of wine--"
"Homage to the Demon Race, esteemed ministers, and the future!"
As Nuwa finished speaking...
Splash--
All the Demon Race present at the banquet stood up, raised their wine glasses, and echoed Nuwa at the head of the table.
They said in unison:
"Homage to Your Demon Emperor!"
After a glass of wine.
The newly formed Demon Race became even more united.
No way.
Even setting aside the question of Nuwa and the others' strength...
Nuwa's very status as both a disciple of the Sage Realm and a future Sage Realm is enough to fill all those who submit to and join the demon race, as well as all beings of all Demon Race, with confidence and a sense of belonging!
After all, once the Demon Emperor becomes a saint--
All of them, all races and creatures, will now have Sage Realm as their protector!
That sense of security...
One word--
Absolutely amazing!