"Hum!"
While everyone was still immersed in the scenes they had just witnessed, Nu Wa's figure was already being lifted up.
Now, she was enveloped in the divine light of origin, filled with endless creation and hope, even bringing new life to the ruins of the Epoch.
At this moment, some people seemed to understand why Nu Wa had been identified by the Chaos Martial Ancestor as the destined one for the Origin Pearl.
Such creation, such vitality, who across all Epochs could possess?
Perhaps, it was not that the Chaos Martial Ancestor had shown favoritism, but rather the Origin Pearl had chosen Nu Wa.
But these things were beyond any further inquiry.
Even though the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning was unwilling and furious, all this had become irrevocable, unchangeable.
"Nu Wa, you will die! Not a single one of the creatures of Primordial shall I spare!"
