A cloud of auspiciousness surrounded by golden light, upon which Nuwa stood erect. At her side was a woman, her disciple Xue Fengge. Nuwa looked down with a smile, radiating an aura of peace, giving the impression of a gentle, nurturing spring rain.
"Nuwa,"
Billions of demons knelt down, with a thunderous cry that shook heaven and earth, reverberating across the infinite firmament. Both Emperors bowed respectfully, their faces showing devout reverence.
"We greet Saint Nuwa."
All the guests instantly snapped back to reality, hurriedly kneeling and worshiping Nuwa. Although they had known that Nuwa would grace the Demon Gathering with her presence, the tension and profound awe they felt when facing the arrival of a Saint were extreme.
Below the Saint, all were mere ants—this was no idle saying but an eternal truth, the very reason the Saints stood above all living beings.
"Please rise," Nuwa said softly, her face wearing a gentle smile.
