It was precisely because of Lin Tian, that monstrous wild card.
That Nuwa had lost her former calm, cowardly ways over these million-odd years.
And had mustered such a vast army of the Demon Race.
But.
The Fierce Beast tide, always famed for its ferocity, speed, and lightning warfare, had actually remained motionless on the Primordial East Continent for nearly two million years.
As a result, Nuwa was already finding it difficult to hold things together on the Demon Race's side.
Especially since the Ten Great Demon Saints under her command now each had their own ideas and ambitions.
There was even the matter of why the Fierce Beast tide, led by the two mighty Fierce Beasts from east and west, had broken into smaller groups and infiltrated the heartland of the Northern Continent to wreak destruction and slaughter.
Nuwa's heart was as clear as a mirror. She knew that traitors had long since appeared among the Ten Great Demon Saints, making contact with the Fierce Beast tide and serving as its guides.
But at this moment, Nuwa absolutely dared not execute her generals on the eve of battle. She could only restrain herself and do nothing.
She kept the Demon Race army in check, holding the Border Mountain at the junction of the Northern and East Continents while waiting for reinforcements from the Central Continent to relieve her burning crisis.
But on the Central Continent's side, a Fierce Beast tide was likewise drawn up in battle formation along the border.
The current disposition of the Fierce Beast forces clearly left Nuwa, who was no skilled military commander, in an extremely awkward position.
Thus, she had asked Fuxi, who lived in the Sun Palace, for help more than once.
Yet Fuxi had not responded to Lady Nuwa even once.
That