Dan Jing: Pull Yourself Together! Stand Tall! Don't Lose Face!

Nuwa raised her jade-like hand.

She lightly clenched it.

A trace of dazed wonder appeared on Nuwa's face as she murmured softly:

"This feeling... is kind of satisfying!"

No!

How was this merely kind of satisfying?

This was downright exhilarating!

Swish! Nuwa's eyes brightened a little. The pent-up frustration of having always been crushed by Dan Jing dissipated considerably.

"Good!"

Just as Nuwa was savoring the feeling, a loud cheer rang out.

Hearing the sound,

Nuwa and Fuxi both turned their gazes toward Dan Jing, looking at him in surprise.

The one who had shouted that cheer—

Was none other than Dan Jing!

Was this man all right?

He was actually cheering for his enemy and opponent?

Ignoring the utterly astonished looks from Fuxi and Nuwa,

Clap clap clap—

Dan Jing raised his hands and clapped vigorously, cheering without pause.

He grinned broadly.

"Good! Wonderful! Amazing!"

After cheering for a while, Dan Jing completely ignored the increasingly strange looks in Nuwa and Fuxi's eyes. The smile on his face turned genial.

Then he said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa! Brother Fuxi!"

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches have ordered you two to get lost, and they've even sent these Grand Witches here with their troops to come knocking at your door."

"You two need to perk up and stand tall!"

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa is the Sage's last disciple, and Brother Fuxi, you're also a renowned powerhouse of the Primordial World."

"Let's not lose face here!"

Upon hearing Dan Jing's words,

Fuxi frowned.

He instinctively felt that Dan Jing, this crazy Sun Star troublemaker, had no good intentions!

But—

There was nothing wrong with Dan Jing's words!

His sister Nuwa was indeed the Sage's last disciple, and he, Fuxi, was indeed a famed powerhouse of the Primordial World.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had indeed told them to get lost.

And the Witch Race had indeed sent people to attack their home.

Was there any problem with that?

There was absolutely no problem!

At the side, Nuwa did not think so much. After hearing Dan Jing's words, the corners of her lips involuntarily rose slightly.

But then she gave a cold snort.

"Hmph! When I, Nuwa, act, why should I need others pointing fingers at me?"

"Whether it's you, Dan Jing, or the Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

"I, Nuwa—"

"What have I to fear?"

Oh-ho~!

Nuwa had stood tall too.

Looking at the proud-faced Nuwa, Dan Jing's smile remained unchanged, and his applause did not stop.

He called out loudly:

"Good! That's the spirit!"

"As expected of the Sage's last disciple—you've got the bearing down perfectly."

"Nuwa is badass!!!"

"Hahaha..."

Just like that—if Nuwa did not stand tall, the coming grand show would definitely lack intensity!

In order to watch a good show,

Dan Jing not only took the initiative to stir the flames, but also chose to settle the score with Nuwa over her arrogant words only after the entertainment was over!

Surely not?

Surely no one thought that after Nuwa had arrogantly declared, "Whether it's you, Dan Jing," she could avoid getting beaten up, right?

She was definitely getting Dan Jing's slap.

There was no other reason.

Dan Jing could not stand seeing anyone more arrogant than himself, much less someone being arrogant right to his face.

Did she really think I, Madman Dan Jing, was just here to eat for free?

He had neither put out the fire nor extinguished the furnace.

Go ask around—

How many people did not know the name of Dan Jing the Madman?

"Seems..."

Watching Dan Jing continue clapping and cheering, Nuwa raised a brow.

A startling thought flashed through her mind:

"This crazy Sun Star bastard... is nothing much after all?"

The moment that thought emerged, Nuwa herself was startled!

She was not unaware of the Primordial Purple Qi War back then.

To be fair—

Nuwa felt that even the current her could not achieve such an overwhelming feat as suppressing the heroes of the world single-handedly!

Therefore, Madman Dan Jing was still badass!

After suppressing those somewhat dangerous thoughts in her heart, Nuwa withdrew her gaze and stopped looking at Dan Jing, that crazy troublemaker.

First, keep him steady—

After she became a Sage, she would find this crazy troublemaker again and reclaim every bit of face she had lost before.

After withdrawing her gaze,

Nuwa once again looked at the many Grand Witches and over ten thousand Witch Race members outside Fengqi Mountain, struggling on the ground as they tried to rise and fight again.

She said coldly:

"This time, I shall let you off with a small punishment as a warning!"

"Go back and tell the Twelve Ancestral Witches—"

"If you dare set foot in my Fengqi Mountain territory again, I will make sure you come but never return!"

"Get lost!"

The instant Nuwa's words fell,

An angry roar suddenly rang out:

"Arrogant!"

The resounding, rough roar echoed throughout this stretch of heaven and earth around Fengqi Mountain.

It was so loud that it gave people the illusion it could roar down the sun, moon, and stars!

Immediately afterward.

Rumble—

The heavens and earth in all directions suddenly shook. Wave after wave of terrifying scarlet vitality, like thick ink splashed across a canvas, spread through the ten directions.

In an instant,

The stretch of heaven and earth around Fengqi Mountain, once filled with birdsong, flowers, and boundless creation, became a dead zone eroded by ferocious, baleful vitality!

Along with the flow of that terrifying scarlet vitality that corroded everything,

Crash—

A great river of the Spatial Great Dao suddenly surged across heaven and earth.

It brought one Ancestral Witch after another from the direction of Mount Buzhou, appearing outside Fengqi Mountain.

However,

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had not all arrived!

There were only—

Five Ancestral Witches: Xuan Ming, Zhu Rong, Ju Mang, Qiang Liang, and Hou Tu!

The moment they saw that only these five Ancestral Witches had appeared, the various powerhouses watching the battle at Fengqi Mountain were all stunned.

Five?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had only deployed five Ancestral Witches?

Were they looking down too much on Nuwa and Fuxi, these two experts?

One had to know—

Nuwa was the Sage's last disciple!

While puzzled, the powerhouses of all sides also glanced toward Pangu Divine Hall.

Outside the enormous Pangu Divine Hall—

Di Jiang, Ru Shou, Gong Gong, Zhu Jiuyin, Tian Wu, Xi Ci, and She Bi Shi—the other seven great Ancestral Witches—stood outside the hall in relaxed postures, each wearing an amused expression as they watched in Fengqi Mountain's direction!

After taking one look,

The powerhouses of all sides withdrew their gazes—

Though only five Ancestral Witches had come, the other seven could also be considered present.

Come on!

They were clearly poised to hold the line and support the battle.

Although Pangu Divine Hall and Fengqi Mountain were separated by the distance of countless worlds,

That distance was nothing more than an instant's crossing for Great Luo cultivators.

Not to mention the Ancestral Witches.

In this battle—

Nuwa and Fuxi were probably going to suffer a little!

Dan Jing, who was watching the show with great relish, was not surprised that only five of the Twelve Ancestral Witches had come.

Although the various powerhouses of the Primordial World were unfamiliar with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves knew their own strength perfectly well.

They knew clearly—

How many people they needed to bring to suppress this scene, while making a fine appearance before the Primordial World's various powerhouses!

Do not be fooled by the fact that only five Ancestral Witches had come!

Xuan Ming's strength ranked securely among the top three of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, even contending for second place.

Hou Tu's power also ranked among the very best.

Ju Mang was even the second-born, the second eldest among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Only Zhu Rong and Qiang Liang were somewhat weaker!

This lineup—

Had muscle!