Faced with Nuwa's sudden move, Hongjun froze on the spot.
"Nuwa, what are you doing?"
Hongjun could not understand. Wasn't Nuwa supposed to mend the heavens first? Why had she suddenly brought out four Heavenly Pillars?
With these Heavenly Pillars holding up heaven and earth, should the Black Tortoise in the North Sea still be killed? What reason could they use to kill him?
And that was not even the most important issue.
The most important issue was why Nuwa had forged Heavenly Pillars in advance. What cultivator had so much time on their hands that they would imagine the sky might fall and deliberately forge a few Heavenly Pillars?
That would consume enormous quantities of Spiritual Treasures and effort.
Yet this very thing that should never have happened had unfolded before Hongjun's eyes today.
It completely threw his plans into disarray.
Hearing Hongjun's voice, Nuwa turned toward him with a puzzled expression.
"Teacher, is something the matter?"
When Buzhou Mountain collapsed, she had already remembered what Xu Tong had previously instructed her to do.
Nuwa could not help marveling. Fellow Daoist Tongtian's cultivation truly was profound; he had foreseen even something so far in the future.
Just now, when Nuwa saw that Fuxi had actually died again, she had briefly lost her composure.
Then Houtu attained the Dao and Hongjun descended, causing her to forget the matter for a moment.
Now that Hongjun had mentioned mending the heavens, Nuwa hurriedly took out the Heavenly Pillars and erected them at the four extremities of heaven and earth.
The moment the four Heavenly Pillars settled into place, heaven and earth closed in, compressing them. But these pillars had, after all, been forged from Pangu Blood Essence and nine heavens breathing soil.
The Heavenly Pillars transformed into four great mountains. After a