A vast and magnificent five-colored beam of light shot towards the sky, threatening to pierce through it!
only.
Five-colored beams of light pierced the sky, yet nothing happened.
Only some meteorites and meteors from outer space were affected, blasted into fragments.
How could that be?
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult stared at the sky in disbelief. Why was the Divine Continent completely unharmed?
Seeing this, Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Those Nascent Soul stage cultivators were even more terrified, still shaken by the ordeal.
Zeng Shushu murmured, voicing the thoughts of countless people: "Strange, with such vast and boundless power, why is the sky completely unharmed?"
Murong Fu shrugged, rested his hands behind his head, and said with a faint smile, "Originally there was nothing, so where can dust settle?"
Everyone listened in a daze, only partially understanding.
Only the monk Faxiang suddenly realized: "This humble monk understands!"
"What do you understand?"
Zeng Shushu quickly asked.
The monk Faxiang said, "What Benefactor Murong means is that the heavens are inherently nothingness, so even if the Moon Worship Cult Leader has great power, what can he do?"
“That’s right.” Murong Fu nodded. “In my opinion, it would be more reliable for him to find a way to open the passage between the Demon Realm, the Underworld, and the Monster Realm, and let the world fall into chaos.”
"Don't talk nonsense! Be careful he doesn't overhear you!"
Zeng Shushu quickly reminded him.
High in the sky.
The Moon Worship Cult Leader's ears twitched slightly.
He did hear it.
But after thinking about it for a moment, I ruled out this option.
He wanted to cleanse and purify the world, not to plunge it into a living hell.
Zi Xuan said in a deep voice, "Bai Yue! The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore!"
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult shook his head and sighed inwardly. Since he could not use the Weak Water to cleanse the mortal world, he would have to do it himself!
"The world suffers greatly, I will send them to heaven!"
The words fell.
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult opened his palm, and a hand that blotted out the sky appeared in the sky and crashed down.
"Stubborn to the end!"
Zi Xuan looked distressed and could only exert all her power to fight against it.
At this time.
Murong Fu had already arrived at the witch cult's prison without making a sound.
A young girl dressed in blue was unconscious inside.
Murong Fu sensed it briefly and realized it was Lin Qing'er.
“Poor descendant of Nuwa, let me help you awaken Nuwa’s power.”
Murong Fu murmured, and with a wave of his hand, he set up a barrier.
Then comes the joy of physical and mental well-being.
Only by awakening her mind and body can the power of Nuwa be activated.
The Qilin girl appeared quietly and helped push the ball a few times.
Is it not a joy to help others?
The Qilin Girl witnessed the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought, and Confucius, Lao Tzu, Mencius and others were her juniors, deeply versed in Confucianism and Mencius.
I don't know how much time passed.
boom!
When Lin Qing'er woke up, her long black hair was flying in the wind, and her eyes were bright and piercing.
"Thank you."
Her voice was weak, but exceptionally firm.
"It was nothing."
Murong Fu smiled slightly and continued to hold her.
Lin Qing'er's cheeks inevitably flushed.
Murong Fu said, "Sense it more carefully; your Nuwa power has not yet been fully awakened."
"Hmm~"
Lin Qing'er closed her eyes and sensed it, and a snake tail quietly grew out.
As her Nuwa power awakened, her aura grew stronger and stronger.
And correspondingly.
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult was dumbfounded.
Because his power is being lost!
The power of Nuwa that he borrowed disappeared quickly.
"How is this possible?!"
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult was initially overwhelming Zi Xuan, but suddenly the situation reversed. Zi Xuan struck him with a palm, sending him flying and crashing heavily to the ground.
Boom—
It sounded like thunder; the ground cracked open, and a circular pit formed within a ten-mile radius, with dust flying everywhere.
"You lost."
Zi Xuan's face paled slightly as she looked at the Moon Worship Cult Leader: "I'll give you one last chance. Give up your crazy ideas, and I won't kill you."
"Hahaha!"
The leader of the Moon Worship Cult sat up and laughed as if he were insane: "I lost, but I did nothing wrong."
"The world is corrupt; only by overthrowing everything and starting anew can truth, goodness, and beauty emerge!"
As he spoke, a brilliant golden halo appeared above the Moon Worship Cult Leader's head; it was the Halo of Merit.
Zi Xuan was shocked: "With so much merit, why are you so extreme?"
"Is it extreme?" The Moon Worship Cult Leader's expression turned compassionate. "I have grand ambitions, but I regret that I am powerless to realize them."
Zixuan really didn't know what to say. This person's mind was full of worldly desires. If everyone died, would the world still have any meaning?
Suddenly, her expression changed, and she asked, "Why has your power suddenly weakened? What happened to the power of Nuwa that you borrowed? Logically, it shouldn't have been exhausted so quickly."
The Moon Worship Cult Leader replied, "Qing'er has awakened the power of Nuwa and reclaimed the power that belongs to her."
"Qing'er has awakened?"
Zi Xuan was stunned. If she wanted to awaken, there was only one way... that method!
"not good!"
Zixuan swayed her snake tail and quickly returned to the witchcraft prison.
They happened to witness Murong Fu helping Lin Qing'er awaken.
"Sister Zixuan, you're here! Let's go together."
Murong Fu raised his hand and pulled Zi Xuan into his arms.
For a moment, Zixuan forgot to resist.
Murong Fu turned to the Qilin girl and said, "Spirit Lord, please go to Dazhu Peak and bring Zhao Ling'er here. The three sisters haven't seen each other for a long time, and they must have something to say."
The water unicorn nodded and immediately flew towards Dazhu Peak.
Not long after.
Zhao Ling'er joined them.
The three sisters, descendants of Nuwa, looked at each other without saying a word; a shy glance was worth a thousand words.
Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, a pear tree in full bloom overshadows a crabapple tree.
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