Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

The guide stood still and did not make any movement.

escape?

The thought had barely formed when he extinguished it himself.

He knew very well that the moment Nuwa spoke, he had already been locked onto.

It is a kind of locking from a higher level, ignoring space and time, pointing directly to the original true spirit!

If he dares to make a single move, what awaits him is a devastating and powerful blow from the Holy Mother Nuwa!

He didn't dare to gamble.

I can’t afford to gamble!

Therefore, he could only stand there, letting the endless humiliation and terror slowly gnaw away at his sacred heart.

The world remained deathly silent.

Countless powerful beings from the primordial era dared not even breathe loudly at this moment, only cautiously using their divine senses to observe this world.

They witnessed the impotent rage of the guide, and also his current wretched state.

A confrontation between sages!

No matter when, this is a momentous event that will shake the heavens and earth and astound all living beings.

Just when this deathly silence reached its most oppressive point.

Above the nine heavens, purple clouds rise from the east for thirty thousand miles, and auspicious clouds gather in countless layers!

An indescribably beautiful figure, accompanied by endless light of creation, slowly emerged from the void, manifesting itself between heaven and earth.

She was dressed in an elegant palace-style fairy robe, upon which the sun, moon, and stars moved, and mountains, rivers, plants, and trees came and went.

Her appearance did not bring any violent pressure, but instead caused the laws of the entire primordial world to willingly submit to her and cheer for her!

A myriad of auspicious colors pave the way for her, and countless rays of light serve as her backdrop.

Unrivaled in splendor!

Her beauty surpassed all the beauty in the world, making everything else pale in comparison.

However, that stunningly beautiful face was now covered with a layer of eternal, unyielding ice.

A coldness and majesty emanating from the depths of the soul caused the souls of all beings who peered into this place to tremble violently, almost to the point of kneeling down on the spot!

Nuwa!

She really showed up!

Moreover, it was the true form of a saint descending!

What horrified countless powerful beings even more was that the holy might emanating from Nuwa was far greater and more terrifying than that of Jieyin!

That's not a difference in quantity, but a crushing defeat in quality!

The Primordial Limitless Golden Immortal!

As the current ruler of humanity, he is also a supreme ruler of the human realm.

Nuwa was already a whole realm higher than Jieyin.

All living beings in heaven and earth felt it!

They sensed a terrifying aura emanating from Nuwa that surpassed their own and stepped into another incredible level!

The Primordial Golden Immortal is a sage of the Heavenly Dao.

The Primordial Limitless Golden Immortal is an unparalleled being who has begun to touch upon, and even partially control, the origin of the Great Dao!

Both were saints, yet they were worlds apart!

No wonder!

No wonder she dared to be so assertive, descending directly to question Jieyin in front of the entire prehistoric world!

Nuwa certainly had the strength and confidence to do so!

At this moment, the primordial wilderness was silent.

All the creatures that had previously felt a shred of sympathy for Duiyin, or thought Nuwa was making a mountain out of a molehill, fell silent.

In the face of absolute power, words are utterly inadequate.

Nuwa hovered quietly in the sky, her clear, cold phoenix eyes staring silently at Jieyin below.

There was no roaring, no questioning.

There wasn't even the slightest unnecessary movement.

But this silent gaze brings pressure to the guide that is ten thousand times more terrifying than the collapse of heaven and earth!

Time, at this moment, seems to be infinitely stretched.

Every minute, every second, is torture for the lead actor.

His sacred body trembled uncontrollably, and large beads of cold sweat kept seeping from his forehead, dripping onto the ground and creating deep, bottomless pits.

His face, once a mixture of Buddhist light and demonic energy, now showed no trace of saintly majesty, only endless paleness and panic.

He wanted to explain.

But under the gaze of those all-seeing phoenix eyes, he found that all the words he had prepared seemed so ridiculous and so weak.

He felt like a naked clown, all his dirty and filthy thoughts exposed to the sunlight, with nowhere to hide.

at last.

In this deathly silence that nearly shattered his sacred heart, Jieyin could no longer hold on.

His incredibly stiff body moved with difficulty.

He tried to force a smile, a smile that he thought might ease the tension.

However, the smile that appeared on his distorted face was even uglier than crying, full of humility and fawning.

He bowed slightly, adopting the lowest possible posture.

He spoke with difficulty in a dry, almost pleading tone.

"Nuwa..."

Just two words exhausted all his strength.

He paused for a moment, as if gathering his last bit of courage, and then finished the address in a more humble manner.

"Senior... Senior Sister."

boom!

When the words "Senior Sister" came out of the mouth of the Western leader, a dignified Heavenly Saint, it was as if billions of thunderclaps exploded simultaneously throughout the entire prehistoric world!

Countless powerful beings were completely dumbfounded!

A sage actually bowed his head to another sage!

Moreover, she addressed her as "senior sister" in such an almost apologetic manner!

Moreover, it should be noted that Nuwa had long since left the Xuanmen sect, thus severing her kinship with Jieyin.

But even today, the guide is still referred to as such.

It is evident how lacking in confidence and how apprehensive Jieyin was when facing Nuwa directly!

This is no longer just shameful!

This is to completely trample on the dignity of a saint and crush it mercilessly!

However, Jieyin couldn't care less about that anymore.

Faced with the absolute pressure of the Primordial Limitless Golden Immortal, and in the face of a deadly situation where the conspiracy is exposed on the spot, what does the so-called face of a saint matter?

Survival and preserving the traditions of Western religion are the most important things!

He endured the piercing pain emanating from the depths of his soul and continued speaking, word by word, with that fawning smile.

"Senior sister, please calm down. What happened today... was a misunderstanding."

"Really, it's just a misunderstanding."

After saying this, he looked at Nuwa with hopeful eyes, hoping that she would give him a way out, considering that they were both disciples of the Dao Ancestor and both saints.

However, upon hearing the words of the guide...

Nuwa's face showed no change whatsoever.

That chilling, bone-deep feeling has not dissipated at all, giving people a sense of aloofness that keeps them at arm's length.

After a long while, Nuwa finally moved her eyes slightly, lowered them, and gazed in the direction of the guide.

"Heh...a misunderstanding?!"

Nuwa parted her lips slightly, her emotions unreadable, and uttered only these few words softly.

But as soon as the words were spoken, everything in the endless universe seemed to freeze for a moment!