The newcomers were none other than the two female sages, Nuwa and Houtu.
Two figures tore through the air and stood high above the heavens, their robes snapping in the wind, their divine might surging vast and boundless.
Immortal light of creation swirled like mist around Nuwa, while the reincarnation Dao rhythm surrounding Houtu was as unfathomable as an abyss, as forbidding as a prison. The two peerlessly graceful female sages stood side by side.
Their presence actually made even the Elder of Chaos's all-encompassing pressure falter.
Clearly, the two women had been watching everything from the very moment the Elder of Chaos descended.
What sort of being was the Elder of Chaos?
He was an ancient titan from the same era as Dao Ancestor Hongjun, one of the masterminds behind the world-destroying great tribulation of ages past.
How could his arrival possibly escape Nuwa and Houtu's senses?
Thus, the two women had watched from afar, waiting to see how events unfolded.
However, when they saw Sect Master Tongtian driven back again and again, the sharpness of the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords utterly erased before the Taisu True Exposition, and Saint Tongtian-who had attained the Dao through the sword-reduced to a spent arrow at the end of its flight, they could no longer stand behind the ramparts and watch.
It was not that Nuwa and Houtu had no fear of the Elder of Chaos's might.
In fact, in the past, faced with such an unfathomable opponent, both women would certainly have weighed their options again and again, forming a plan before taking action.
But things were different now.
Ever since Gu Changqing had burst onto the scene, Nuwa and Houtu had advanced and retreated alongside the Interception Sect. They shared its glory, and they shared its losses.
If the Interception Sect