Zhao Feng, carrying Nuwa, charged directly out of the space.
As Zhao Feng left, this realm could no longer withstand the surrounding void pressure and shattered in an instant, swallowed by the endless chaotic currents of the void.
Arriving at the Beijulu Continent North Sea Area, Zhao Feng with Nuwa returned to the world, but did not linger there, instead headed directly toward the Pangu Divine Temple.
Zhao Feng gently placed Nuwa within the Divine Hall.
Nuwa's eyes were tightly closed, still in a deep sleep, showing no signs of awakening.
With divine thought, Zhao Feng examined Nuwa. After a moment, his thought was like a gentle touch, probing Nuwa's injuries without any hint of disrespect.
"Primordial Spirit is damaged."
Zhao Feng furrowed his brow, murmuring to himself: "Physical body injured. Healing must be done first before awakening."
After just a moment of investigation, Zhao Feng understood the severity of Nuwa's current injuries.
