The Goddess of Wushan, whose brows were usually cold and indifferent, now showed a hint of concern. She was about to step forward to help Zu'an when a flash of seven-colored light appeared before her eyes, and the originally fierce Nüba disappeared into thin air.

She was so surprised her mouth could fit an egg. She initially thought the other party had used some special movement technique, so she hurriedly used her qi to check the surrounding environment, but there was really no trace of Nüba. In fact, the hot and dry feeling was gradually fading away, and the other party seemed to have really disappeared.

Xing Tian and Kua Fu exchanged a glance, both somewhat relieved; it turned out they weren't the only ones who had fallen victim to this.

A hint of realization and apprehension flashed in Mikado Baiqing's eyes; the opponent's seven-colored divine light could even capture Nüba.

It seems I must be absolutely certain before I make a move, otherwise I'll have no chance.

He's just an ordinary human being. Aside from being tall, handsome, and strong, he doesn't seem to have any other advantages. How could he develop such an exaggerated ability?

The next second, a flash of seven-colored light appeared around Zuan, and Nüba had already fallen to the ground, somewhat dizzy.

He looked at the other person and said, "Gu was executed by the Heavenly Emperor according to the Heavenly Laws. If you promise not to cause trouble for the Goddess and others again, I will spare your life this time, considering your love for your son."

Nuwa said coldly, "What if I don't agree?"

"Then I'll kill you right now." Zu An's expression was calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter. Having experienced so much and held a high position for a long time, he naturally possessed an inexplicable aura of power.

Female demon: "..."

She could sense that the other party wasn't lying. Although she had a bad temper, she wasn't stupid. The other party's seven-colored divine light was too powerful. If she didn't back down now, she would only die. She had to stay alive to avenge her son.

"Fine, I agree." She snorted and turned to leave.

Xing Tian and Kua Fu came over and bowed to him, saying, "Young master, you are truly virtuous!"

After all, they were all from the same witch clan, and if Zu'an made a move, they really couldn't just sit idly by.

Zu'an also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Nüba was the daughter of the Yellow Emperor and the wife of the Ancestral Witch. It was hard to predict what the consequences would be if she were really killed.

"Thank you for your help, young master." A faint fragrance wafted over, and the Goddess of Wushan's eyes softened, no longer as cold as before.

"Goddess, your strength is profound. I acted subconsciously. I hope you will forgive me." Looking closely at the other woman's snow-white skin, Zu'an couldn't help but sigh again. She really was a carbon copy of Manman.

“Young master, you needn’t hide it from me. Nüba’s abilities are a perfect counter to mine. If it weren’t for your intervention, I would probably be in grave danger.” The Goddess of Wushan suddenly noticed his gaze, but there was no hint of offense in it, only endless longing and tenderness. She couldn’t help but feel a pang in her heart. “Young master, are you thinking of that Miss Pei again?”

Zuan then came to his senses and gave a somewhat embarrassed bow: "I'm sorry."

The Goddess of Wushan smiled slightly, while wondering if the Miss Pei really looked exactly like her, as he had said.

She could tell that the other person wasn't lying, and...

Her gaze fell on the mermaid queen beside her. The two female companions beside her were both exceptionally beautiful and were no ordinary women. Since they acknowledged her, there must really be such a Miss Pei.

But if there are similar people in the world who don't breathe, how could there be two people who are exactly the same? Could it be that kind of situation...?

Thinking of a certain possibility, she was startled and looked at Zu An carefully again.

Zuan was looking around and couldn't help but ask the Mermaid Queen, "Have you seen Ling'er?"

The Mermaid Queen turned to look at the side, somewhat surprised: "Huh, the Holy Maiden was just here a moment ago, how did she suddenly disappear?"

...

At this moment, Mikado Baiqing was secretly following Nüba, something she would never normally do that would easily expose her identity.

But now that her original plan has failed, she is no longer so concerned about whether Zuan will notice anything.

Now there is only one chance left, which is to kill Nüba in time, so that she will not clash with the ten suns like in history, be scorched to death by the suns, and then trigger a series of subsequent events.

For example, in order to avenge Nüba, Kuafu chased the sun but was eventually exhausted to death, which then completely enraged the Wu tribe and triggered the event of Houyi shooting down the sun.

Once Nüba is killed, everything else will lose its basis for existence, and it might even change the fate of the Ten Suns!

She lingered far behind Nüba, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

Although Nüba is powerful, I am not afraid of her abilities. With my intentions on her side, killing her will not be difficult.

After following her for a long time, she finally found an opportunity to make a move. Just as she was about to strike, her expression changed, and she quickly hid behind a tree.

"Who?" Nüba raised her head with extreme vigilance, but instead of looking in the direction of Mikado Baiqing, she looked in the other direction.

A series of crisp applause rang out, and a woman slowly walked over from a distance: "As expected of a renowned expert, you discovered me so quickly."

"Is it her?" Mikado Baiqing secretly sized her up and quickly recognized her as the same Sarami from before.

When they entered this world, they were separated from the Lord of Slaughter and his party, and they hadn't heard any news about them since. They never expected to meet them here.

I don't know if Moghad ever said anything to her, probably not, because the Historian of Time is not the real Moghad.

As she was pondering, Salami had already arrived in front of Nüba.

Upon seeing the other party clearly, Nuwa frowned and said, "A slave?"

Salami: "..."

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