Primordial Era: Humanity's Supreme Ruler, Abolishes Nuwa's Position as Holy Mother

Chapter 81 Nuwa's Wrath, Her Return to Humanity

Inside the Nuwa Palace.

Sensing something, the sage Nuwa's gaze suddenly sharpened, as if it were about to transform into a sword to cleave the sky, piercing through the void and gazing at the land where the human race resided.

Seeing that Fuxi paid homage to the supreme human race, the four ancestors of the human race, and the grand tutor of the human race, but not to him, he was furious.

A cold snort, like a mountain torrent, spread throughout the Nuwa Palace, the aura of a sage dissipated, and the surrounding void roared violently.

The powerful figures from all races nearby were immediately horrified, their faces turning pale, unaware of what had happened inside the Nuwa Palace.

Everyone was shocked. Visible to the naked eye, the Primordial Purple Intent was bursting forth, transforming the area into the Purple Heaven Land, incomparably dazzling.

However, the astonishing anger contained within was so overwhelming that it made people want to kneel down.

Nuwa, the sage, coldly observed, took a step forward, shattered the void, and descended directly in her true form.

"boom"

The void rift suddenly opened with a roar.

An astonishing aura emanated from it, with chaotic mist swirling around the Sage Nuwa, and the primordial energy carrying a fierce killing intent.

The space in that area was distorted, and the anger in his heart almost materialized, affecting the stars in the heavens, distorting space, and trying to break through the shackles of time.

The moment the true form descended upon the human race, the four sacred beasts sensed it.

They had experienced the power of a sage before, and now they were filled with trepidation.

With a deafening "thud," a sound like a mountain torrent collapsing resounded from all four corners of the earth.

The Four Spirits Formation unfolded instantly, with divine light flowing across the sky and dazzling mist rising from the surface of the protective shield, carrying considerable destructive power.

Not only that, even Zhen Yuanzi and the Four Ancestors of the Human Race in the Holy Land sensed it and took to the air, wanting to know the purpose of the Holy Nuwa's visit.

Chu Feng gazed at the figure shrouded in mist, sacred and mysterious, and murmured, "Can't sit still anymore?"

At this moment, outside the Four Spirits Formation.

The sage Nuwa merely glanced at it and did not attack. Such protection was as fragile as paper in her eyes, easily crushed.

She stood amidst the primordial chaos, hovering outside the protective barrier, her steps imbued with the aura of primordial chaos.

She frowned, her gaze instantly sharpening and piercing through them as she questioned Fuxi and Nuwa.

"Why don't you two bow to me? You should bow to the supreme ruler of humanity!"

The sage Nuwa glared angrily, and her divine voice resounded in all directions, like thunder, deafening and awakening.

Her body was surrounded by shimmering light, within which phantoms of numerous living beings danced, intensely vibrant, as if they had truly come alive, surging with astonishing energy.

At this moment, Fuxi and Nuwa often heard their parents and the Supreme Being mention that the Sage Nuwa turned a blind eye to the witches' slaughter of the human race, and they had already grown disgusted with her.

Upon hearing this, Fuxi coldly questioned the Sage Nuwa, saying, "Back then, the Wu and Yao tribes slaughtered human sages without intervening. Now that the Wu and Yao tribes have attacked humanity again, the sages have not appeared. Now that the Supreme One has repelled the Wu and Yao tribes, you still come to question why our human race does not worship the Sage Nuwa?"

The other humans glared angrily.

How tragically did humanity suffer back then? Yet the saint Nuwa did not come to save the world. It is truly laughable that she comes here to question us like this!

Fuxi's voice traveled very fast, and could be heard throughout the entire tribe and the surrounding mountains and forests.

At this moment, seeing Fuxi and Nuwa glaring at each other, Nuwa frowned, sensing something was amiss.

Even if the timing wasn't right, the two of them wouldn't act like that.

She observed closely and could clearly perceive that the two people's behavior at this moment did not seem fake, but rather stemmed from the hatred in their hearts.

The sage Nuwa whispered, "Strange."

She reached out, a brilliant glint flashing in her eyes, which quickly welled up but was then quickly swallowed up.

At this moment, she carefully examined Fuxi and Nuwa and learned the truth, and was immediately furious.

Both of their memories were sealed. Judging from their aura, it was definitely the work of a supreme human being. Nuwa suddenly realized why the two were so hostile to her and refused to worship her.

Then, she looked at the top of Mount Kongtong.

"snort"

With a cold snort and a sneer from the Sage Nuwa, the supreme human race was sealed away, and Nuwa and Fuxi were outside the seal. So what if their memories were sealed?

He simply raised his hand and easily released the seals on Fuxi and Nuwa, restoring their memories.

"boom"

The sealed memories were unleashed, surging forth like a tidal wave, rushing towards us like a prehistoric beast.

They churned in his mind, impacting Fuxi's consciousness.

"ah!."

The overwhelming flood of memories brought a violent tearing sensation, causing Fuxi to roar involuntarily, his eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins.

Meanwhile, Nuwa was also clutching her head, and the two of them collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain, completely overwhelmed by memories of their past lives.

The humans and immortals around them looked at each other, not daring to step forward rashly.

The ten war gods appeared calm on the surface, but in their hearts, they were burning with rage, wishing they could strike down Nuwa, the saint, and cast her down to the mortal realm.

A moment later.

He remembered that he was the reincarnation of the demon king Xi Huang.

Nuwa also remembered that she was the reincarnation of the saint Nuwa.

The purpose of this is to weaken the influence of the human race's supreme ruler within the human race.

Both of them found it hard to accept the result.

One of them slumped to the ground, the other knelt on the ground, both covered in sweat, the tearing sensation still lingering, but this outcome was even more unbearable.

At this moment, they reminisced about the past, remembering the Supreme One's earnest teachings and their parents taking them to travel the world.

Memories awaken, as if everything in the past has become a dream, shattering in an instant.

At this moment.

Nuwa spoke again, informing the two in a cold voice: "The Supreme Being of the Human Race has colluded with the Demon Ancestor Rahu, and is a sinner among all races in the primordial world. He should be removed from his position as Supreme Being as the leader of the Human Race."

Secretly, the sages were also observing; this was their plan, but now things have gone awry.

They also learned that the current situation was caused by the human race's supreme being sealing his memories.

However, now that the memories have been unlocked, the methods of the human race's supreme ruler are useless.

Once the two agree, the influence of the human race's supreme ruler will plummet, and at that point, the grand plan will be successful.

Divine sounds echoed in their ears, and the incomparably dazzling sealing laws surrounding them were now constantly shattering like memory bubbles.

At this moment, Fuxi and Nuwa looked up and both fell silent.

On Mount Kongtong, Zhen Yuanzi and the four ancestors of the human race were furious, but unfortunately they could not leave the sealed area.

In front of the sacred pool, Ziyi leaned helplessly against Suiren, tears streaming down her face, while Suiren gritted her teeth and glared angrily at the sage Nuwa.

They have been preparing to face this situation.

However, when it actually happened, they realized that all their preparations had been in vain.

Those are their children, always have been, always have been.

Now, seeing Nuwa and Fuxi's mournful cries, their hearts ached even more, hundreds of times more than if pierced by a sword.

Chu Feng stood with his hands behind his back, calmly gazing at the human race's altar.

Then, he looked at Fuxi and Nuwa, his gaze softening considerably.

All the myriad races and sages of the primordial world awaited the response from Fuxi and Nuwa.

(End of this chapter)