In an unknown space, various elemental patterns were slowly flowing.
In the darkness, pairs of eyes of different colors quietly watched the massive crack overhead, contemplating unknown thoughts.
Suddenly, a sharp female voice rang out, "Your Honor, please give me one more chance, this time I will surely slaughter them all..."
"Enough," a raspy voice echoed through the space, "I hadn't expected Nuwa to have survived. They are trying to locate the Sealing Land. While we are not afraid, it would be a nuisance to our plans if all those natives were to break free..."
That voice pondered for a moment, "Now, it will take us some time to break the Sealing. So... I will use the realm gate to prop open the crack in the Sealing, and have Wood Source Messenger and Water Source Messenger stop them."
The emerald eyes lit up with uncontrollable excitement, the sharp voice tinged with exhilaration, "Wood Source obeys the command."
