From now on, the Primordial Wilderness will have no Primordial Heavenly Venerate, only me, the Primordial Heavenly Demon!

Wa Huang Heaven, Nuwa Palace.

Nuwa sat atop the Cloud Bed, a precious mirror before her reflecting the scene on Kunlun Mountain.

She looked at that figure inside Yuxu Palace, her brows knitting tighter and tighter.

Primordial Heavenly Venerate had revived?

She was the first not to believe it.

Not because she and the Three Pure Ones shared the same origin.

But because she understood far too clearly the weight of the Heavenly Dao's judgment.

In the battle of Peach Mountain, the Heavenly Dao had personally stripped Saint Yuanshi of his Saint Position. That had not been an act.

Yuanshi's final fate had been severed cleanly.

At the time, Nuwa had been in Wa Huang Heaven, and she had sensed it with perfect clarity.

In that instant, between heaven and earth, the karmic source known as Primordial Heavenly Venerate had already ceased to exist.

Yet now, another Yuanshi had appeared out of Kunlun Mountain.

Nuwa only found it absurd.

"This Primordial world is truly becoming harder and harder to understand."

She spoke softly.

Jin Feng stood at the side, not daring to answer recklessly.

Only after a moment did Jin Feng cautiously say, "Your Ladyship, that one truly isn't Saint Yuanshi?"

Nuwa looked toward the precious mirror.

"If he were Yuanshi, the Heavenly Dao would not remain indifferent."

"A person erased by the Heavenly Dao returning anew is the same as slapping the Heavenly Dao in the face."

"But look. Is there even the slightest movement in the heavens?"

Jin Feng raised her head.

Beyond Wa Huang Heaven, the Thirty-Three Heavens remained calm.

There was no heavenly punishment.

No Zixiao Thunder.

Nor had the Heavenly Dao Will descended.

This was stranger than Yuanshi reviving.

Jin Feng understood.

"So he is not Yuanshi acknowledged by the Heavenly Dao, nor is he