Meanwhile!
Outside, everyone had already erupted into an uproar.
"Junior Uncle Nuwa? Why has she suddenly descended upon our Interception Sect?!"
"This... ever since Fuxi fell in the Witch-Demon War, Junior Uncle Nuwa has withdrawn from the world."
"Could she have come to confront Senior Brother Changqing?!"
The disciples whispered among themselves, their expressions varied.
Saint Nuwa had always been tranquil by nature, taking no interest in worldly affairs.
Since the Witch-Demon War had ended and Fuxi had fallen, she had seemed even more dispirited.
She had secluded herself in Wa Huang Heaven and never appeared.
Thus, her sudden arrival today came as a great surprise to everyone.
Moreover, some disciples could not help recalling that it was precisely Gu Changqing's assistance that had allowed the Witch Clan to grow powerful and Houtu to become a Sage, among other things.
Could Nuwa have redirected her anger toward Gu Changqing because of this and come to confront him?!
Not only the ordinary disciples, but even Tongtian wore a solemn expression at that moment.
However, he said nothing further.
With a single thought, he immediately opened the Interception Sect's Sect-Protecting Array and welcomed Nuwa inside.
Nuwa descended gracefully, her eyes lowered, without saying much.
This also left everyone in the Interception Sect deeply sorrowful.
Their earlier guesses had been correct. Nuwa now radiated a profound sense of melancholy and dejection.
"Junior Sister Nuwa, I, too, am deeply grieved by Fellow Daoist Fuxi's fall!"
"But perhaps Disciple Changqing never anticipated such an outcome either..."
Tongtian spoke these words.
But before he could finish,
Nuwa gently shook her head.
"You misunderstand, Senior Brother Tongtian!"
"Naturally, I have not come to confront Nephew Changqing."
"My Elder Brother Fuxi was determined to live and die with the Demon Court. Perhaps that was simply his destined lot."