Just watching from a distance, that aura of majesty was overwhelming.
The existence of such a level could actually be killed.
Sun Wukong's expression was heavy, and he was somewhat alarmed.
Can the Three Realms withstand those enemies?
He truly had no assurance in his heart.
Sun Wukong's gaze fell upon Goddess Nuwa, and he pondered.
In the end, Sun Wukong agreed after all.
"I agree, I am willing to let the goddess entrust a sliver of her Primordial Spirit within Old Sun."
Goddess Nuwa smiled slightly, unsurprised, as if she had already anticipated this outcome.
She thought for a moment before saying, "Rest assured, although I entrust my Primordial Spirit within you, I won't normally awaken, nor will I spy on your secrets. I will only awaken when significant upheavals occur in the Three Realms."
Pausing here, Goddess Nuwa continued, "If you encounter any perilous situations, you can awaken my Primordial Spirit and borrow some of my power to help you defeat enemies."
