What a rush!
Watching the figures depart, Lin Tian remained silent.
Nuwa and Pingxin also came to his side.
This time, Nuwa and Pingxin had contributed the most. Nuwa had created countless primordial humans throughout the myriad heavens and worlds, and they would surely become a major driving force behind the prosperity of the Myriad Heavens in the future.
Pingxin, meanwhile, had connected the many worlds to reincarnation!
However, she had not established an Underworld, the Eighteen Levels of Hell, or anything of the sort. She let order operate on its own, allowing the beings of the myriad heavens and worlds to sense that reincarnation existed without being able to find it.
Both women had gained something.
But at their level, what improved was not their cultivation, but their comprehension and understanding of the Great Dao, and their ability to wield it.
"Here are four strands of hongmeng purple qi!"
Lin Tian fulfilled his promise and handed the four strands of hongmeng purple qi to Nuwa. As for whom in the Demon Race she would give them to, that was none of his concern. By now, Saints no longer posed the slightest threat to him.
Nuwa accepted the hongmeng purple qi and gazed at Lin Tian, her delicate brows drawing together slightly. If looking at him before had been like peering through a layer of mist, leaving him blurred and indistinct, then now she could not see through him at all.
She felt an invisible pressure!
It was as heavy as billions of Mount Buzhous pressing down on her.
Not even the Dao Ancestor's pressure had ever given her such a palpable impression!
She wanted to ask something, but stopped with the words on her lips. After a glance at Pingxin, she stepped into the vortex.
Pingxin walked straight toward