"How could this happen?"
An ear-piercing scream shook people's eardrums as Nuwa retreated in horror. Her jade-like fingers, white as scallions, were stained with blood, and the pain from her severed finger couldn't calm her current panic.
That strike just now was a blow containing the force of Heaven and Earth, yet Ye Xuan came out unscathed. This was simply unbelievable to Nuwa.
"Surpassing the flesh of the Ancestor Witches, breaking the shackles of Heaven and Earth, across the Three Realms, who can harm this emperor's body?"
The winds of the Nine Heavens roared, black lightning crisscrossed, and Ye Xuan walked toward Nuwa, his indifferent and merciless voice echoing through the starry sky in all directions.
All sides were shocked, watching in fear. Not to mention Nuwa's heart trembled, even the moods of several Great Saints were extremely heavy, with a clear look of solemn dread in their eyes when they looked at Ye Xuan.
"What a terrifying physique!"
