Nuwa had indeed created the human race.
But in the Primordial World as it stood now,
quite a few Primordial World creatures had also begun creating races.
As for those created races,
the vast majority of powerful cultivators paid them no mind.
So, from the look of things,
Nuwa probably did not care much about the human race either.
Therefore,
the Loose Cultivator Alliance felt it had nothing to fear.
Besides,
they would only be killing a few humans.
They simply did not believe
Nuwa would fight them over a few humans.
They were the Loose Cultivator Alliance.
Countless Primordial World creatures had joined their ranks.
Opposing them was equivalent to opposing nearly half the creatures in the Primordial World.
Even Nuwa probably would not want to shoulder that responsibility, would she?
At that thought,
the alliance leaders grew even firmer in their stance.
They had long been drooling over the human race.
It was just that they had not previously sounded out the human race's attitude.
That was why they had not dared to act.
But now that the human race had proven so accommodating,
they were no longer afraid.
Bai Ming laughed bitterly to herself.
She knew she no longer had any room to argue.
Although she was also an alliance leader,
the other alliance leaders had already made up their minds.
She could not go against the wishes of the other leaders either.
Within the Loose Cultivator Alliance as it stood now,
the minority still had to submit to the majority.
Even if the minority's opinion was correct, it made no difference.
Still, Bai Ming felt
she needed to salvage the situation.
At the very least,
she could not accompany these fools to their deaths.
Although,
she did indeed have plenty of designs on the human race,