The Emerald Wall slowly fused together, bit by bit. Inside, Monkey stared wide-eyed, dazed, watching as Mother Nuwa’s colossal silhouette was gradually obscured.
Tentacles stretched from the inner wall of the emerald, and the moment they touched Monkey’s body, the vast spirit energy accumulated over thousands of years began to pour madly into him. His wounds started to heal…
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Mother Nuwa’s body was still merging—chaotic and indistinct, like a massive cloud of cotton, only just beginning to take shape.
At that moment, Damon Six-Ears could no longer hold back. He swung the Golden Staff heavily toward Mother Nuwa.
In that split second, as Mother Nuwa’s true body and soul continued to merge, her face gradually took shape. Her eyes remained tightly shut.
"I forgot to tell you something—actually, I walk the Traveler’s Path too. And my cultivation is at the Heaven’s Way level."
Hearing this, Damon Six-Ears was clearly stunned. The sweeping Golden Staff paused for a moment.
Before he could react, before the staff could strike, Mother Nuwa’s not-yet-fully-merged hand reached out toward him, drawing a long trail of mist through the air.
Though not as fast as Monkey in his Heaven’s Way Unbound state, the speed far surpassed anything Damon Six-Ears had ever known. At least, since his birth, he had never encountered such a thing.
In an instant, Damon Six-Ears and his Golden Staff were both seized in Mother Nuwa’s palm, leaving only his head exposed, struggling desperately.
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Inside the great hall of Spirit Mountain, silence reigned.
Lord Buddha’s eyes slowly narrowed to a slit. He remained motionless.
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In the pavilion, the Buddhas exchanged silent glances, each remaining quiet.
It was as if the whole world held its breath—even the air itself seemed frozen.
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Lord Lao slowly shook his head and sighed, “Heaven’s Way—Unbound… Who could have imagined that the Heaven’s Way Unbound sealed within the Emerald Wall would see the light of day again? Even incomplete, it should be more than enough to deal with Damon Six-Ears. What a pity…”
Lord Genesis lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
Lord Skygate’s face had long turned grim. His fists clenched tight, and beads of sweat dripped from his brow.
"Heavenly Tribulation, falling straight to the mortal realm... Heh, are we—the mighty Three Pure Ones—just going to stand by and watch?"
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On the High Heaven Hall, deathly silence prevailed. Every face shifted between shadow and light, waiting in anxious silence for what would come.
At this moment, what else could they do but wait?
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The Emerald Wall finally healed completely, leaving only a field of green before Monkey. The whole world seemed to fall silent.
For these gods who once stood above all, what could they do but wait?
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Bolts of lightning born from Heavenly Tribulation crashed vertically from the sky, striking Mother Nuwa again and again, growing ever stronger. Amid the thunderous roar, white mist began to rise from her body—it seemed she was reaching her limit.