The wounds were gruesome, dripping with foul blood, and there were countless penetrating wounds. The snake's tail was broken, its scales were peeling off, and one could even vaguely see the broken pieces of white bone protruding from the wounds.
He heard a trembling call coming from the horizon.
"...Fuxi?"
Tiandao turned around expressionlessly.
Other sages rushed over.
Nuwa's cultivation level was the lowest among the Six Saints, yet she was the one who arrived the fastest.
Because of her incredible speed, the gale tore through her defenses, leaving her arms and snake tail covered in blood, but she seemed oblivious and staggered forward.
The Heavenly Dao called out, "Nuwa."
Nuwa did not hear it.
She pressed one hand to her chest, her body stiff as a stone sculpture, staring blankly at the corpse in the distance, as if she had been doused with ice and snow from the North Sea, frozen solid.
Many people gradually arrived at the edge of the wilderness.
The blood of a Great Luo Golden Immortal scattered in the air contains endless spiritual energy. If a creature of inferior origin were to consume a few drops, it could even help it undergo a complete transformation.
But at this moment, no one showed any interest in the blood; everyone looked reluctant and lagged behind Nuwa.
"Nuwa," the Heavenly Dao spoke again.
Nuwa was still clutching her chest, stiffly and laboriously flying forward, one inch, two inches, her movements slow, her gaze fixed on the corpse, never leaving it for even an inch.
Heaven heard her almost inaudible sobs.
He said it...
The Heavenly Dao asked, "What?"
“He said it…” she murmured, “He told me before he left that I couldn’t leave the Nuwa Palace easily, so he wanted to go find Qingguo alone, and said he would be back soon…”
Di Jun and Tai Yi suddenly closed their eyes, Tong Tian's face showed sorrow, Yuan Shi and Lao Zi shook their heads in reluctance, and Zhun Ti and Jie Yin chanted the Rebirth Mantra in a low voice.
“You said we would have a child, and you said it would have a beautiful tail, would obediently call me Mother, and would call you Father…”
"You promised we'd teach it seriously regardless of gender, how could you go back on your word..."
Just a few days ago, he had left the Nuwa Palace. Before leaving, he held her hand and said this to her with a smile.
"Fuxi!"
Nuwa suddenly let out a shrill scream, smashed through the Heavenly Dao, rushed to the wounded corpse, hugged Fuxi's shoulder, clung to him, and trembled as she let out a sharp and hoarse wail.
No one can know how grief-stricken Nuwa was after losing Fuxi.
When Pangu first created the primordial world, they hatched from the same egg, and the first person they saw after birth was each other.
The primordial world at that time was full of dangers, and even chaotic demons would invade from time to time. Survival, finding food, cultivation... every day they struggled on the edge of life and death, through mountains of knives and seas of fire, snowy regions and windy skies, they huddled together for survival.
Fuxi was stronger than her, and whenever they rested in the wild, he would hold her in his arms and shield her from the cold night wind with his body.
Now, the icy wind swept across Fuxi's wounded body and into Nuwa's heart, bringing a bone-chilling cold.
"You clearly said we would be together forever, that it would happen someday, a thousand years, ten thousand years, a million years..."
"You promised that when we have children in the future, I will definitely be a wonderful mother—"
Her sobs were bitter, as if they had been soaked in copious herbs, and tears streamed down her face.
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