As Lin Tian's disciple and the eldest senior sister, Nuwa was a shade stronger than Laozi and Tongtian.
The merit from mending the heavens was also a considerable reward for Nuwa.
Though it could not compare to what she had received before, as for Lin Tian, he swept his hand and gathered all that vast merit into his possession.
He had his own uses for this merit!
Seeing the suffering of all living beings, Lin Tian set aside a portion of the merit. With a wave of his hand, he repaired the Primordial World and saved many grievously wounded Primordial World creatures.
"Thank you, Dao Venerable!"
"Thank you, Dao Venerable!"
"Exalted Dao Venerable, please accept my bow!"
Countless strands of divine sense began to intersect. Those who had received Lin Tian's kindness were all moved to tears with gratitude.
Every gaze and every bit of attention brought a substantial sliver of fortune to bless Lin Tian.
Before he knew it, the Primordial World's fortune resting upon him had surged by a considerable amount.
This sudden increase in the Primordial World's fortune was far more valuable than the merit he had just spent. Though it could not compare to the merit of creating humans, it was still quite impressive.
The Witch-Demon Calamity had ended, and the surviving members of the Witch Clan and demon race no longer had any intention of taking up arms against one another.
The demon race needed no explanation. Both of their demon emperors had fallen, and their Demon Celestial Court would cease to exist from this day onward.
As for the Witch Clan, witnessing the Ancestral Witch Gonggong ram Mount Buzhou in his fury had stirred something in their hearts.
They could no longer muster the slightest interest in the struggles of the Primordial World.
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