By now, Ancestor Teng Snake, Demon Marshal Bai Ze, and all the others were under Lin Tian's control. If Saint Nuwa did not intervene to save them now, these surviving forces of the Demon Race would likely all be slaughtered by Lin Tian.
If things truly reached that point, the Demon Race would exist in name alone, without a single force worthy of taking the stage.
That would also leave Saint Nuwa, one of the Demon Emperors of old, with no face to show. She was an Emperor of the Demon Race. If such a mighty Emperor had not a single soldier at her command, it would be a joke of cosmic proportions.
For precisely these reasons, even if only to preserve her own dignity, Saint Nuwa had to intervene and save Ancestor Teng Snake.
Seeing that Lin Tian would not give her the slightest face, Saint Nuwa finally felt a spark of anger rise in her heart. With a wave of her hand, she unleashed a ray of divine light toward the battlefield where Ancestor Teng Snake and Lin Tian were fighting.
Ancestor Teng Snake was no match for Lin Tian, but Saint Nuwa was a mighty Supreme Saint!
The power of her strike was naturally immense.
Once Saint Nuwa unleashed her strike, its power of laws crossed endless space, descending from the Wa Emperor Palace in chaos onto the battlefield. At that moment, Lin Tian was about to advance and kill Ancestor Teng Snake, only to be firmly blocked by this power of laws.
As Saint Nuwa's power of enlightened laws descended, it actually took the form of a translucent human figure.
As a Supreme Saint, every strike Saint Nuwa unleashed had reached a realm of mastery that rivaled creation itself. This was the formidable sight described by