Jieyin stood where he was, making no move.
Flee?
The thought had barely surfaced before he snuffed it out himself.
He knew perfectly well that the instant Nuwa spoke, she had already locked onto him.
It was a lock from a higher plane, disregarding space and time and targeting his origin true spirit directly!
If he dared move even once, what awaited him would be Holy Mother Nuwa's lethal strike, delivered with the crushing force of thunder!
He dared not gamble.
Nor could he afford to!
So he could only stand there, letting that boundless humiliation and terror gnaw away at his sagely heart, bit by bit.
A deathly silence still hung between heaven and earth.
Countless mighty experts of the Primordial World did not even dare breathe loudly. They merely used their divine senses to peer cautiously into this stretch of heaven and earth.
They had witnessed Jieyin's impotent fury, and now they witnessed his utter humiliation.
A confrontation between Sages!
No matter the era, this was an event great enough to shake heaven and earth and strike terror into every living being in the universe.
Just as the oppressive silence reached its breaking point.
Above the Nine Heavens, purple qi streamed thirty thousand miles from the east, and auspicious clouds gathered in hundreds of millions of layers!
An indescribably beautiful figure slowly stepped out of the void amid boundless light of creation, manifesting her sacred presence between heaven and earth.
She wore an elegant, understated court-style Immortal Garment. Across it, the sun, moon, and stars revolved, while mountains, rivers, grasses, and trees rose and perished.
Her arrival carried none of Jieyin's tyrannical might, yet the laws of the Great Dao throughout the Primordial World willingly submitted to her and rejoiced in her presence!
Myriad auspicious radiances paved her