Chapter 930: Chapter 949: Saint Fall

The four Great Saints are all wise people; they would never let such a thing happen. Previously, they all held back, but when they realized the seriousness of the situation, they no longer held back and each unleashed their strongest power to strike the Starry Sky Array. Not only to save Nuwa but also to jointly eliminate the hidden danger that is Ye Xuan.

At this moment, even the Heavenly Sect Master had a complex expression. He never expected Ye Xuan to be so terrifying, to have the means to kill a Saint.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After all, the four Great Saints are the four Great Saints. When they fully revealed their cultivation, the entire Starry Sky Array was on the brink of collapse, and the Silent Annihilation Battle Armor floating above the starry sky flickered with light, indicating that the array would soon be broken.

“Yuanshi Senior Brother, save me!”

Nuwa cried out for help. The Hongmeng Purple Qi within her had been mostly extracted by Ye Xuan, and an extreme weakness gripped her heart and mind, with the Heavenly Dao Sacred Power within her rapidly dissipating.

“Wretch, you have no chance.”

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes, frantically activating Tribulation Immortal Devouring to speed up the extraction of Hongmeng Purple Qi since he could clearly feel the Starry Sky Array about to break, aiming to completely resolve Nuwa in the remaining time.

“No!”

Three breaths later, a cry of despair and anguish came from Nuwa’s mouth, and Ye Xuan’s hand suddenly withdrew from her chest, revealing a dazzling streak of Hongmeng Purple Qi in his hand.

Bang!

Simultaneously, the Starry Sky Array was finally shattered by the four Great Saints. But when they saw the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Ye Xuan’s hand, they froze, as if losing their souls.

Puff!

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Nuwa’s mouth; it was painfully red, lacking the golden brilliance it once had. Nuwa collapsed to the ground, appearing utterly debilitated.

Woo–woo–woo!

Suddenly, the starry sky shifted, the wind arose, and the Thirty-Three Heavens outside became dim, the turbulent Star Sea calmed, stars stagnated, and black clouds obscured the boundless starry sky.

Crack!

A golden lightning bolt cut through the heavy clouds, exuding an aura of universal sorrow with Heaven and Earth Laws disintegrating, while strains of Heavenly Dao Saint Sound resonated.

Bluster!

Vast clouds broke, torrential rain fell, though the rain was blood-red, continuously cascading into the starry sky and heading towards the Lower Realm.

Not just outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, endless black clouds filled the entire Three Realms, with the blood-colored rain pouring down, and mysterious lament echoed throughout the void.

“Saint Fall?”

“Is this Saint Fall?”

Yuanshi Tianzun let the blood-colored rain beat upon him, gazing dumbfounded at the starry sky, a voice of trembling fear emitting from his mouth.

“The legend is true; a Saint falls, Heaven and Earth transform?” The Western Two Saints’ faces turned pale, completely engulfed in panic.

“How…how could it be?”

Houtu trembled, bathed in the rain of Saint Fall, continually backing away, with a look of panic proving the depths of her fear.

The Saint has fallen!

This is Heavenly Dao’s grief, Earth and Heaven’s lament. Saints are like Heavenly Dao’s children. When Nuwa’s Saint Heart was excavated, the Hongmeng Purple Qi extracted, she was no longer a Saint, akin to the state of death and Dao disappearance.

“Haha!”

Suddenly, a rampant laughter arose. In the rain of Saint Fall, Ye Xuan laughed skyward, while Nuwa remained confined by the Vajra Bracelet, helplessly kneeling before him.

“Saints are undying?”

“This is nothing more than a colossal joke.”

Ye Xuan was extremely frantic, roaring fiercely skyward, his face showing a dense blend of excitement and cruelty.

“Senior…Senior Brother, save me!”

As Ye Xuan laughed wildly, Nuwa appeared extremely weak, akin to a dying dog crawling on the ground, no longer surrounded by Heavenly Dao Saint Power, reaching out to Yuanshi Tianzun, eyes filled with the longing for life.

Now, Nuwa had her Saint Heart excavated and her Hongmeng Purple Qi taken; she was no longer a Saint, at most just an ordinary Quasi-Saint.

Although Nuwa was still alive, she knew clearly that Ye Xuan would not spare her, and in the next moment might end her life, leaving Yuanshi Tianzun and others as her only hope for salvation.

Nuwa’s weak cries for help roused the four Great Saints from their stupor, while Ye Xuan’s laughter subsided. However, this time Ye Xuan did not strike directly, instead observing Nuwa with sinister amusement, seemingly waiting for a good show to unfold.

At this time.

Nuwa crawled on the ground humbly like an ant, with the rain of Saint Fall continuously drenching her, making her appear pitifully tragic.

Faced with Nuwa’s cries for help, Yuanshi Tianzun slightly frowned, his expression gradually turning indifferent, even slightly avoiding Nuwa’s gaze, his indifferent voice emerging.

“Nuwa, since you’ve lost your Saint Position, you are not my junior sister anymore. This is your destined fate. You should follow the will of Heaven.” Yuanshi Tianzun spoke ruthlessly.

“Yuanshi…Yuanshi Senior Brother?”

Nuwa spoke in shock, her fair fists slightly clenched, a trace of self-mockery emerging, finally understanding that once losing her Saint Position, she was nothing in Yuanshi Tianzun’s eyes.

“Jieyin Senior Brother, Zhunti Senior Brother!”

Nuwa pressed her lips tightly, struggling to look at the Western Two Saints, but they slightly turned their bodies, not spare her a glance, appearing extremely cold.

Beneath a Saint, all are ants!

Nuwa finally grasped the meaning of this phrase, letting tears flow continuously from her eyes while fixating an anguished expression upon Yuanshi Tianzun and others.

“Nuwa, today your time is up. Let me personally send you on your way.”

Ye Xuan coldly whispered, a cruel intent flashed through his eyes, without any softness for Nuwa’s pitiful appearance.

Rumble!

Ye Xuan slowly lifted his hand, seemingly holding up Heaven and Earth, the destructive power converging in his hand, as if about to annihilate Nuwa right then and there.

“Donghuang, I am a member of the Demon Race. For the sake of our shared ancestry, I beg you to plead with Heavenly Emperor Ye to spare my life.”

Facing the coming death, Nuwa was incredibly frightened, crying out loud, utterly lacking her former Saintly dignity while pleading to Donghuang Taiyi, knowing that he was the only one who could help her now.

“Nuwa, if you knew today, why act so in the past.”

Donghuang Taiyi came from the far side of the starry sky, looking at Nuwa with grief, saying, “You now realize your identity as a member of the Demon Race, but have you forgotten that the Witch Clan oppressed my clan? When Emperor Jun and I pleaded for you to save the Demon Race, did you ever consider our kinship?”

“I…I…!”

Nuwa stood frozen, her eyes filled with utter despair.

Betrayed by her allies, humble like a dog, Nuwa finally realized her predicament, embracing the certainty of death, knowing escape from Ye Xuan’s grasp was impossible.

“What was sown in the past is reaped today; dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. Today, I send you on your way.”

Rumble!

The starry sky exploded, hands covering the sky, Ye Xuan’s ruthless voice emerged, as the celestial giant hand descended upon Nuwa, leading her to let out a sorrowful smile, slowly closing her eyes, welcoming death.

“Heavenly Emperor Ye, can you give me some face and spare my sister’s life for now?”

Suddenly, a venerable voice sounded, just before Ye Xuan’s hand could scatter Nuwa’s soul and cause her death, a golden giant hand suddenly blocked in front of Nuwa, narrowly saving her life.