A group of Human Race Great Luo cultivators felt despair.
The gulf in strength between a Quasi-Saint and a Great Luo was simply too vast.
They had virtually no power to fight back.
They were about to die.
Suddenly, a terrifying power emerged from the unseen.
Almost in an instant.
The Demon Race Quasi-Saint, who had been rampaging just moments before, was immobilized in midair.
On the Demon Race Quasi-Saint's face.
Triumph and arrogance still lingered.
Yet in just an instant.
Everything changed.
A terrifying being had intervened in secret.
Without so much as lifting a finger, they had frozen the Demon Race Quasi-Saint in place.
Judging by the Demon Race Quasi-Saint's expression.
The Quasi-Saint seemed completely unaware of being immobilized.
The Human Race Great Luo cultivators were utterly shocked.
Such a feat was simply beyond their imagination.
Even an ordinary Sage probably could not do something like this, could they?
Could it be.
That a Primordial Origin Realm expert from the Beast Emperor Palace had intervened?
The Human Race Great Luo cultivators were filled with questions.
But they also understood.
They had been saved.
The Human Race Great Luo cultivators cupped their hands toward the empty air and offered their thanks. "Thank you for saving us, Senior."
With that said.
The Human Race Great Luo cultivators stopped dwelling on it and immediately departed.
Before leaving.
They took one last look at the Demon Race Quasi-Saint.
The Demon Race Quasi-Saint remained frozen in the air, utterly unchanged.
Only after all the Human Race Great Luo cultivators had gone far away.
Did a figure appear in the empty air.
That figure was none other.
Than Nuwa.
Although Nuwa had already left the Human Race.
In truth, when it came to the race she had painstakingly created.
Nuwa still paid it a