Chapter 52: Resolute Momentum

"The gap in realms is truly huge." Ye Yi felt the heavy restrictions after his strike and gave a wry smile inwardly.

"System, spend all points and randomly accelerate the return of the strong." Zhou Yi silently prayed in his heart, then slowly rose, his gaze fixed on the figure in the sky.

"Zhou Yi, listen carefully: from today onward, I expel you from the Human Race; you are no longer a member of the Human Race."

Nüwa's voice rang through Honghuang Tian Di, and the space wherever it reached seemed to tremble.

As those words were spoken, time seemed to halt.

The fleeing Human Race suddenly stopped, staring blankly at Nüwa on the horizon, their faces filled with shock and bewilderment.

They could not believe their ears: the Nüwa who created the Human Race actually wanted to expel the Human Ancestor they revered.

In everyone's hearts, Zhou Yi's status had already surpassed Nüwa's.

Those who had only been concerned with escaping now fell into deep conflict, "What on earth does Nüwa intend?" someone muttered.

Di Hong led the Wu Clan to the outskirts of Huang Guo, quietly watching it all. He resolved silently that if the situation became critical, he would use the Wu Clan's greatest trump card to save Zhou Yi.

"If he truly is expelled from the Human Race, wouldn't it be great for us to take him as the Wu Clan's Great Witch?" Ju Mang's eyes glittered with excitement.

Those words earned nods of agreement from Zhu Song and others, but they ignored Hou Tu's gentle headshake of concern; the matter was far from simple: "If he is expelled, those people will not consent."

Saint and Human Ancestor—how should one choose? Even a fool can see this clearly.

The crowd fell silent upon hearing it.

"Nüwa, how can you have the face to say such a thing?"

Zhou Yi glared at the still lofty Nüwa, his heart full of rage.

This Saint who created the Human Race yet cares nothing for its life and death watches other races slaughter the Human Race, and even the behind‑the‑scenes manipulation of the Demon Race, likely cannot be unrelated to her.

Nüwa said no more, and a faint golden light spread over the Kongtong Seal.

As the light flickered, the fate of the entire Human Race began to flow slowly; the golden Destiny Dragon that had hovered above Huang Guo defied everyone's will and flew toward Nüwa.

Nüwa lightly tapped the Kongtong Seal, and the Human Race's destiny surged in like a tide, causing the Kongtong Seal to instantly blaze with dazzling gold and gradually turn into transparent jade.

The Destiny Dragon let out a mournful cry, then was drawn into the Kongtong Seal.

"I, Nüwa, use the Kongtong Seal to strip you of your Human Race identity."

The Kongtong Seal rose slowly, appearing sluggish, but to Zhou Yi it was like a massive sun radiating endless light and terrifying power, advancing with a destructive aura.

Zhou Yi did not hesitate, unleashing Purple Sky Divine Thunder, but the lightning dispersed at the first touch.

"Purple Sky Divine Thunder, my choice was indeed correct," Nüwa thought. That a member of the Human Race could wield such a powerful spell made her unwilling to delay, and she hastened her casting. The Kongtong Seal floated to Zhou Yi's crown; the next instant, Zhou Yi's body rose involuntarily, pale golden light coiling around him like chains.

"Ah." Zhou Yi cried out in pain, feeling his Human Race destiny being forcibly stripped away, as if undergoing a heart‑rending torment.

Seeing this, Hen Ren and Ye Yi immediately joined forces, casting various powerful spells like raindrops at the Kongtong Seal.

Their attempts yielded nothing, like a tiny insect trying to shake a great tree—no effect.

"Now we must deal with her; if we can make her stop, a chance appears," Ye Yi shouted, thrusting his legs forcefully.

His body instantly turned into a launched projectile, like a loosed arrow soaring straight at Nüwa.

As he moved, mysterious runes appeared around him, forming an indestructible protective circle and releasing a massive energy surge that pressed against Nüwa's dominance.

"Why do these symbols resemble Dao script so closely?" Nüwa wondered, surprised that such strange power could arise within the Human Race.

Immediately after, the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things appeared above Ye Yi's head; his gaze steady, he seized the cauldron and hurled it with all his might as if swinging a massive axe.

The Mother Qi Cauldron emitted a powerful, pure aura in the air, as if it could tear space, ignoring the Saint's suppressive force and aiming straight at her.

Nüwa's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment; unwilling to delay, she swiftly countered. When they collided, a thunderous roar shook the heavens and earth. "Why does this thing resemble Xuanhuang Dual Qi?"

The Mother Qi Cauldron's power was immense, comparable to Taiyi Shen's Chaos Bell, a top‑tier treasure.

"What exactly are you?" Nüwa asked coldly, "The Human Race I created could never reach such a realm, let alone possess such a treasure."

Her gaze revealed a chill; only after truly confronting them did she realize these people were extraordinary. By the time she created the Human Race, it was impossible for such powerful individuals to exist. Otherwise, the Human Race would have already ruled the Vast Wilderness World and would not look as it does now.

"Cut the nonsense," a cold voice rang out, as Hen Ren brandished a pristine long sword and slashed at Nüwa.

Though the sword appeared ordinary, it contained his profound understanding of the Dao and great power. The sword aura led, seeming to slice space, bearing a decisive momentum.

A spiritual barrier swiftly formed before Nüwa, blocking the sword.

"Another one appears, this one is also special," Di Hong, who had been watching from the side, thought in silent shock.

He could hardly believe his eyes; those two wielded power close to the Saint's, bearing the Saint's pressure and challenging the Saint.

Though their strength was far from the Saint's level, such audacity alone could shake the entire Honghuang World.

Within the Purple Sky Palace, the Eye of the Heavenly Dao manifested again. Hongjun, still eyes closed in meditation, could keenly sense the changes outside.

Beyond Honghuang, two powerful figures were rapidly approaching.

This time, Hongjun showed no interest in the Lianli Assembly; with a light wave of his hand, an image of the Human Race's Huang Guo appeared before him. "Is it because of the variables you introduced?"

"No matter why you have come, today you shall perish together," a resolute glint flashed in Nüwa's eyes.

Her mind set, she prepared to eliminate them completely. The Saint's majesty was tangible; she was enveloped by endless magical energy, the law of creation flashing within, power like an invisible giant hand suddenly reaching for Ye Yi and Hen Ren, seizing them tightly.

The two, who had moved freely before, suddenly felt their internal magic go out of control, like unbridled horses running wildly.

Hen Ren quickly decided, activating Tongtian Demonic Technique; a powerful devouring force erupted from her body, surrounding spiritual energy surged toward her like a tide, and space warped slightly, emitting a low hum.

Ye Yi, unwilling to yield, relied on the secrets of the Dao Scripture; at the brink of disaster, he reclaimed control of his body, his internal magic beginning to flow orderly again, still affected by Nüwa's pressure but gradually recovering.

"I thought I already looked down on you both enough, but I didn't expect such tactics," Nüwa said, a hint of contemptuous smile at the corner of her mouth.