Chapter 2067: Nüwa
Inside the Nüwa Palace.
After hearing the report from those who had returned, Nüwa flew into a rage and smashed countless objects.
When Fu Xi returned, he saw the wreckage scattered everywhere; he knew Nüwa must be furious, and he was well aware of the crisis facing the human race.
If the human race continues like this, they will surely perish!
"Big brother, why can't the demon sages of the demon race stop? Are they truly going to exterminate the entire human race just to forge the Sacrificial Witch Sword?" Nüwa felt heartbroken.
After all, the human race was created by him, and they were like his subjects.
The human race should have joined the demon race in confronting the witch race, yet the demon race ordered the humans to come forward and be slaughtered outright to forge the Sacrificial Witch Sword.
This completely surpassed Nüwa's expectations; she never imagined the demon race would actually do such a thing.
"Little sister, we must intervene with the Demon Emperor my lord," Fu Xi sighed.
"Unfortunately, the Demon Emperor my lord and Dong Huang Tai Yi are not in the demon race, which is why these demon sages act so recklessly—but I've heard Yingzhao strongly opposes it."
Nüwa glanced at Fu Xi and understood his meaning.
"Fine, then let's go find him!"
"Little sister, you've forgotten—you cannot leave the Nüwa Palace."
Once Nüwa leaves the Nüwa Palace, everything within it and throughout the demon race will change, because Nüwa has already cultivated the Dao and become a Saint.
Fu Xi can leave, but if he departs now, Nüwa will be left alone here.
"Then hurry off, big brother."
"The Three Pure Ones have issued an order," Fu Xi said coolly: "They want me to seek the Bodhi Tree."
"Why?"
Nüwa didn't understand—why seek the Bodhi Tree? And the Bodhi Tree is one of the Ten Sacred Roots; it should be on Penglai Immortal Island.
Could the Three Pure Ones mean for Fu Xi to enter Penglai Immortal Island? Is that even possible?
Nüwa pondered deeply but quickly realized this might also be connected to the demon race—but how?
Nüwa still didn't know the Three Pure Ones' intentions.
"So what's your plan, big brother?"
"I'll go to the demon race first and find out what's going on. The human race's crisis must be resolved quickly—otherwise, the slaughter of sentient beings won't benefit the demon race either."
Fu Xi felt that if the demon race continued like this, the accumulated resentment would only grow, and once it reached a critical point, it would violently turn against them.
This was precisely what Nüwa feared.
The appearance of the Two Saints of the West had also raised Nüwa and Fu Xi's suspicions.
The Two Saints of the West likely weren't genuinely helping the demon race—they might instead drag the demon race into ruin.
Fu Xi said: "I must handle this matter myself. Little sister, stay here. Watch over the Nüwa Palace—I'll return soon."
"Alright."
Nüwa had no choice; she could only stay.
The demon race's massacre of the human race had spread throughout all of Honghuang's human population; people fled in all directions, but the demon race's power far surpassed that of the humans.
No matter how the humans ran, they could not escape the demon race's grasp.
Luo Fu learned the full story and sneered— the Sacrificial Witch Sword would inevitably appear, but he hadn't expected it to emerge so quickly. Had he accelerated its appearance?
End of Chapter
