Primordial Era: I am the Bull Demon King, the First Demon of All Time

Chapter 80 Nuwa gathers her long hair, appearing infinitely holy!

Chen Jing certainly knew about this phoenix.

Upon entering the Taoist temple and walking under the phoenix tree, Chen Jing first performed a Taoist salute to the golden phoenix on the tree.

Even though he had reached the Quasi-Saint realm, he knew that this golden phoenix was the daughter of the Phoenix Ancestor!

A phoenix of pure bloodline, don't underestimate her just because she's a mount. If it comes to combat power, even veteran quasi-saints from the primordial world might not be able to defeat her.

In response to Chen Jing's bow, Jin Feng returned the bow in return.

Although Chen Jing's identity is only that of a second-generation disciple of the Taoist sect.

However, in the primordial world, seniority has never been a place where one can be ranked based on seniority. Here, only strength can earn the respect of others.

If he didn't have the strength of a quasi-saint, Jin Feng might have thought he was a polite junior.

But it certainly wouldn't be like this, where she returned the courtesy to him. Such an action is enough to show that this daughter of the Phoenix Ancestor treats him as an equal, and no longer as a second-generation disciple of the Taoist sect.

"Go ahead, Her Majesty is waiting for you inside."

After returning the greeting, Jin Feng spoke.

Upon entering the Nuwa Palace, Chen Jing discovered that in this vast palace, there wasn't a single Taoist disciple or maidservant.

Considering the nature of the sage Nuwa, Chen Jing was not surprised at all.

In the vast palace, there was only one incense burner that seemed to never go out, from which wisps of smoke drifted.

Behind the incense burner was a futon, and on the futon sat a beautiful figure dressed in a Taoist robe.

Having witnessed the phantom image conjured by Nuwa on the East Sea, Chen Jing still felt a sense of awe upon truly seeing this sage.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her back, and her exquisitely beautiful face was flawless.

It was as if all the gorgeous words he knew were inadequate to describe her beauty, and to impose those words on this saint would be a desecration.

"Greetings, Martial Uncle."

After glancing at it, Chen Jing stepped forward and bowed to the figure on the futon.

If it weren't for the imperial decree, Chen Jing would truly have been unwilling to come to the Nuwa Palace.

Thinking of the burning villages, billowing smoke, and heart-wrenching screams on the shores of the East China Sea, and the despair on the faces of the human race, he couldn't feel any comfort in his heart.

"Do you think I'm heartless and indifferent to the massacre of humanity?"

The figure sitting there motionless, yet a clear, cold voice rang in Chen Jing's ears.

Chen Jing kept his head down, not looking at the female saint, but his heart was pounding wildly.

Even though he has now reached the Quasi-Saint realm, he still dares not show any dissatisfaction in front of the Saint.

The saying "Below the sage, all are ants" is not just a simple statement.

Even a quasi-saint is nothing more than a larger ant in the eyes of a saint.

"I wouldn't dare, junior disciple."

Chen Jing said calmly.

Although he thought this in his heart, he couldn't show it.

"The calamity of the human race, seemingly caused solely by the demon race, is in fact not so simple. The human race suffers this calamity because it is the will of Heaven. Only after this calamity can the human race become the protagonist of this world."

That clear, cold voice rang out again.

Upon hearing this, a surge of anger flashed through Chen Jing's heart, and he thought to himself, "It is the will of Heaven."

Should billions of humans have died for this?

"Moreover, I did intend to protect the human race that day, but for certain reasons, I was unable to do so."

Nuwa spoke again.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jing suddenly raised his head, a strange look flashing across his face.

As a sage, why should one explain to outsiders the reasons for doing or not doing something?

Therefore, upon hearing Nuwa's words, a strange expression appeared on Chen Jing's face.

Chen Jing had no doubts about Nuwa's words. A sage's words are law, and she would never lie to deceive him.

Since she said that, there must be another reason why she couldn't take action that day.

Although sages are high above, they cannot do whatever they want. In Chen Jing's understanding, there are at least the Heavenly Dao and the Dao Ancestor Hongjun standing above them.

If one does not become a saint, one is still just an ant. But even if one becomes a saint, in the eyes of Heaven and Hongjun, one is probably still just an ant.

However, this ant is just like a quasi-saint in the eyes of a saint—a larger ant.

As for the reason why Nuwa couldn't take action, Chen Jing naturally wouldn't ask such a question, nor did he have the right to ask.

"I have seen every kindness you have shown to the human race. One day, when the human race becomes the protagonist of the world, I will surely repay your kindness."

Throughout the entire conversation, the saint's face remained expressionless; he simply spoke calmly.

"Uncle, you flatter me. I saved the human race simply because I followed my heart, not because I wanted them to repay my kindness."

Chen Jing responded.

In fact, that is the case.

Chen Jing didn't put on any pretense; after all, he had once been a human himself.

He could not stand idly by while humanity was being slaughtered; if he did, his Dao heart would likely be compromised.

"What a fine way to follow one's nature! In that case, come with me on a trip to the mortal realm."

After hearing Chen Jing's words, Nuwa suddenly said this.

When these words reached Chen Jing's ears, he was puzzled. Was he summoned all this way just to accompany him down to the mortal realm?

He found the female saint's thoughts increasingly unfathomable.

But now that he's here, can he still refuse?

Under his gaze, Nuwa slowly stood up, and with a flick of her sleeves, her entire appearance changed.

She had changed out of her Taoist robe into a plain dress, and her long, black hair that had been draped behind her back was now tied up.

A beautiful hairpin can be seen among the long, black hair.

Her entire appearance has subtly changed, and now she looks just like an ordinary female cultivator from the primordial era.

Chen Jing could understand Nuwa's transformation. If she descended to the mortal realm in her original form, she would probably attract the attention of countless prehistoric creatures.

"Let's go."

After the transformation was complete, Nuwa spoke.

And so, still in a daze, Chen Jing returned to the primordial world once again.

On the shores of the East Sea, after tens of thousands of years of development, the human race has once again regained its former prosperity.

Chen Jing and Nuwa walked on foot across the primordial land, watching the busy human race.

Following behind Nuwa, Chen Jing had no idea what this sage was up to.

After arriving at the coast of the East China Sea, we walked along like this.

Although he felt helpless, he had no choice but to follow along.

Looking at the busy human race, Chen Jing couldn't help but sigh that the human race's reproductive ability was truly unmatched by any other race in the prehistoric world.

As Chen Jing and Nuwa walked along the shore of the East China Sea, a voice came to their minds.

"System upgrade complete, unlocking access to the Purple Gold Treasure Chest."

"Given that the host's cultivation has been raised to the Quasi-Saint realm, the mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Mixed Iron Cudgel, has been upgraded to the high-grade innate spiritual treasure level."