She opened her mouth as if to cry, but in the end, her vocal cords became so hoarse that she couldn't make a sound.

Only tears flowed silently down his sorrowful face.

"You promised me everything, how could you go back on your word? You clearly said you would come back, why did you die! Nuwa Palace is so big and so cold, if you don't come back, how am I supposed to survive there alone?!"

A piercing cry suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth, causing my heart to ache as if it were being torn apart; even crying became a form of pain.

The two Western monks, Zhunti and Jieyin, recited a line from the Nirvana Sutra and sighed, "Please accept my condolences."

Di Jun clenched his fists tightly. Fuxi was not only Nuwa's brother and husband, but also his and Taiyi's friend for many years. Seeing Fuxi's demise, he wished he could skin the murderer alive and tear him apart.

At this moment, he could only force himself to suppress his anger, use all his strength to remain calm, and carefully observe his surroundings to find traces of the murderer who killed Fuxi.

"The remaining aura here belongs only to a few ancestral witches, such as Dijiang. They were the ones who killed people? Damn it—damn it!"

Taiyi held Nuwa's shoulder: "Nuwa, calm down, calm down."

Nuwa raised her head.

She had already cried, her face covered in tears, yet her expression was terrifyingly calm. This demon cult leader and human saint, who was always known for her gentleness and kindness, was, for the first time, expressionless.

"I am very calm. I have never been this calm before."

Di Jun turned to look at Dao Zu: "Heavenly Dao, you ordered the demon race and the witch race to stop the war, but the witch race openly violated the agreement and killed Fuxi—what is this?!"

The Dao Ancestor slowly descended from the sky and said calmly, "This time, the Wu Clan made a mistake first, and I will give you an explanation."

"What explanation? You need to give me a straight answer—"

Dao Zu frowned slightly, his indifferent gaze sweeping over Di Jun, who trembled and had no choice but to shut his mouth.

He looked at Nuwa again: "Fuxi was killed by the Wu tribe. They dared to break the peace treaty, which violates the laws of heaven. I will stand up for you and severely punish the Wu tribe."

Nuwa almost couldn't hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.

What's the point of severe punishment?

Can severe punishment bring the dead Fuxi back to life?

Everyone knows that Heaven is currently favoring the Witch Clan, and that Heaven is using the Witch Clan to deal with the Demon Clan. How could Heaven possibly punish the real murderer severely?!

She's just expected to swallow all this grievance and pain for nothing!

Nuwa roughly wiped away her tears, suppressing her grief, and said, "I believe in the Dao Ancestor... Dao Ancestor, may I leave with my brother's body?"

The Taoist Ancestor was pleased with Nuwa's understanding of the situation.

He could punish the witch clan on his own initiative, but they couldn't force him to make a promise like Di Jun had done.

This is a challenge to the majesty of Heaven.

Only someone like Nuwa, obedient, loyal, and foolish, could meet his expectations of his subordinates.

“Of course you can. He is your elder brother and Daoist partner. How you bury him is entirely up to you.”

Heaven secretly thought that, considering Nuwa's understanding nature, it would give her some face.

and--

The Wu tribe definitely needs to be taught a lesson.

The crowd respectfully saw the Heavenly Dao off with his two attendants. The two sages of the Western Paradise then took their leave, while the Three Pure Ones and Emperor Jun stayed behind. Laozi asked, "Junior Sister Nuwa, what do you intend to do?"

Nuwa's eyes flashed with a bone-chilling hatred and murderous intent:

"I won't let them get away with this!"

"Not a single one!"

Not a single one!

Nuwa took Fuxi's body back to Phoenix Mountain.

Here is the Heaven-Refining Furnace she built when she mended the sky with stones. She slowly lit the heavenly fire, and the temperature inside the furnace continued to rise.

Fuxi lay down next to the stove.