"How could this be possible?"
Nuwa’s phoenix eyes widened, her gaze filled with shock and disbelief.
A trace of Divine Aura involuntarily leaked out. The Myriad Paths of heaven and earth thundered, and a terrifying aura swept across the skies and the earth, causing the nurous beings within the Snail Emperor Palace to prostrate themselves in fear.
Even the powerful aura that surged out of the Snail Emperor Palace caused the surrounding Chaos Qi to churn, like a terrifying storm.
「Kunlun Mountain.」
In the Jade Void Palace, the Prival Lord of Heaven sat upon his throne. His eyes flickered with countless suns, moons, and stars while myriad Paths appeared before him. What has Tongtian done in the Snail Emperor Palace to cause Junior Sister Nuwa to lose her composure so greatly? he murmured to himself.
Although he was a Saint, he could not see through the situation within the Snail Emperor Palace; he could only observe its surroundings.
Not only was the Prival Lord of Heaven puzzled, but the two Western Saints, Zhunti and Jieyin, were also burning with curiosity, itching to know more. However, Nuwa was a Saint as well.
They could not deduce or see through the Snail Emperor Palace either.
They could only look on eagerly from afar.
Inside the Snail Emperor Palace, the reason for Nuwa’s shocking loss of composure was simple: she saw the aura of Lotus Lantern, Nuwa, who had been sacrificed, skyrocketing crazily, reaching the Saint level in the blink of an eye.
Of course, while Nuwa was surprised that Lotus Lantern, Nuwa beca a Saint, it was only surprise. After all, Lotus Lantern, Nuwa had been a Quasi-Saint, and her breakthrough, while unexpected, was within reason.
What truly shocked Nuwa and made her lose her composure was that after Lotus Lantern, Nuwa’s breakthrough to Saint, her aura didn’t stop for even a mont but continued to skyrocket fiercely.
As Lotus Lantern, Nuwa continued to transform and ascend to the ultimate state, Nuwa actually felt an incredibly dangerous aura from her, akin to facing Taoist Grandmaster Hongjun.
How could this be possible?
If it were rely a breakthrough from Quasi-Saint to Saint, Nuwa could understand. But to ascend directly from Quasi-Saint to the level of Taoist Grandmaster Hongjun was beyond her imagination.
Moreover, she hadn’t seen Lotus Lantern, Nuwa using any heaven-defying treasures. rely after being sacrificed, she had obtained such a frenzied rise in power.
And it wasn’t just Lotus Lantern, Nuwa; Chang’e, the Seven Fairy Maidens, and even the monkey that leaped out of the Five-Color Stone were all undergoing wild transformations.
The usually serene surface of her heart was now like seas in tumult.
She watched, numb with shock.
She watched as the aura of Lotus Lantern, Nuwa continued to surge, then surpassed Taoist Grandmaster Hongjun, reaching a realm Nuwa couldn’t even imagine.
Seeing Lotus Lantern, Nuwa, she felt as though she saw the true Path of Creation itself.
In this mont, the Path of Creation was like a beautiful woman stripped bare, displayed unabashedly before Nuwa.
Nuwa felt as though she had an epiphany.
She was aware that this was not her firsthand view, but rather what Master Tongtian had conveyed to her.
If she had seen it with her own eyes, she would definitely have gained enlightennt, and her Cultivation Level would have surged.
Is this the might of the Lord of Hongng?
In that mont, Nuwa’s shock was ineffable.
What Master Tongtian had previously ntioned—that the Lord of Hongng could create countless Worlds of Primordial Chaos with a single breath—no longer seed so incredible.
A Quasi-Saint had transford in the blink of an eye into a presence that transcended Taoist Grandmaster Hongjun.
Such prowess was certainly many tis more difficult than creating a World of Primordial Chaos.
After all, the World of Primordial Chaos was created by Pangu.
Pangu’s strength was probably comparable to Hongjun’s current level.
"Senior Brother Tongtian, is this real?"
Nuwa’s eyes still carried shock, her majestic phoenix gaze fixed intently on Master Tongtian.
"Junior Sister Nuwa, do you think I have the capability to fabricate such a lie?"
Master Tongtian spread his hands, then said, "Besides, there is the ’ditation thod’ bestowed by the Lord of Hongng. Once you recite it, you can see the undying divine body of the Lord of Hongng. The truth will be clear at a glance."
"Indeed!"
Nuwa nodded slightly and, without hesitation, began to recite directly.
As a Saint, Nuwa, although just shaken, was not wholly convinced.
After all, she had not seen it with her own eyes.
Those things might just be illusions.
She had to verify it for herself.
This was her sanctum, her very headquarters.
It was protected by countless Saint-level Formations.
She was not worried about Tongtian plotting against her.
As she recited, a strange sensation began to fill her heart.
Indescribable.
Ineffable.
Extrely mysterious.
Nuwa was not afraid.
If the Lord of Hongng were indeed so great and terrifying, her fear would be futile.
In His presence, she was as insignificant as an ant.
If what Tongtian said was false, and all that had just occurred was an illusion, she was not afraid either.
Because she was confident in her own strength.
Besides, the Primordial Spirit of a Saint is based in the Heavenly Dao.
As long as Primordial Chaos exists, Saints cannot die.
The Lord of Hongng?
Nuwa felt a rare nervousness in her heart, both expectant and uneasy.
The "ditation thod" consisted of only a thousand words, and she soon finished reciting.
BOOM.
Before Nuwa could think further, it was as if thunder exploded within her mind, her consciousness blanking out.
Following that, she realized the environnt around her had changed.
It was enveloped in a grey haze.
There were no sun, moon, or stars.
No ti or space.
No living beings.
There was only Chaos.
There was only deathly stillness.
But Nuwa was unconcerned with these, for before her stood a figure of imnse stature.
He stood there quietly.
His presence naturally evolved infinite Ancient Universes, birthing, developing, and then destroying countless worlds...
Those worlds were not weaker than the World of Primordial Chaos.
So were even stronger.
He seed like the center of the universe.
He seed like the origin of all beings.
Ancient and great.
Everlasting and eternal.
Majestic and sacred.
As if He were The Sovereign of all.
Nuwa stared in astonishnt, gazing up at the firmant like an insignificant ant, her heart stirred to its depths.
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