The Sage's Murderous Intent Appears, and Nuwa Listens to His Heart
" Huh????"
" The gods cast sidelong glances, and the saints have killing intent?"
"So fast?"
Hearing the mission notification, Di Xin's hair stood on end.
but... On second thought…Very soon, his nervous mood relaxed.
The reason was simple.
Wasn't this the plot of becoming a god?
He wrote a poem to tease Nüwa, and the other party wanted to kill him.
However, he was the king of the world, the ruler of the world.
With the protection of the providence of the human race, even if he desecrated a Saint, he would not be killed on the spot.
After all, the human race was the only peak race at the moment. They were recognized by the Heavenly Dao and were suppressed by the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
It could be said that even the Saints coveted the fate of the Human Race and plotted against them.
Therefore…
With the protection of this fate, it was impossible for a Human King like Di Xin to be killed on the spot, unless…The fate of the Shang Dynasty did not exist, and the world was in chaos.
but... However, it was impossible at the moment.
Cheng Tang was said to have 600 years of national luck. Even if the Human King profaned the Holy Mother of the Human Race, this luck could not be cut off in a short period of time.
Di Xin was familiar with the path of ascension.
After triggering the mission, although he was nervous for a moment, he quickly calmed down.
Although I've blasphemed the Holy Mother of the Human Tribe by writing this poem, Mother Nuwa won't be able to kill me for the time being because of the protection of the destiny of the Human Tribe.
However, the six hundred years of national fortune would be shortened to twenty-eight years. What a pity.
Di Xin couldn't help but sigh.
However, what he didn't know was that the moment he triggered the mission, a streak of light with a strong killing intent shot toward Di Xin from the depths of the void.
However, the moment it arrived at the Human Race's ancestral land, the rainbow light suddenly broke and turned into a broken hairpin in the void…
In an instant.
Inside Emperor NvWa Palace, Goddess NvWa's expression changed.
He calculated with his fingers and found that Cheng Tang still had 28 years left.
Emperor Xin was the king of the world, and the world was unified.
Even though they were fatuous and immoral, they were still protected by the fate of the human race, the peak race.
Goddess Nvywa had become a saint of the Heavenly Dao by creating humans and was respectfully called the Holy Mother of the Human Race.
However, due to various reasons, he had lost most of the fate of the human race. Therefore, even he could not be crippled directly and kill the current king alive.
Unless Cheng Tang's fate was completely cut off and the Human King's position was transferred, Goddess Nvywa's killing of Di Xin was undoubtedly cutting off the last bit of fate and power of the Human Race in her hands.
But...
After all, Di Xin had blasphemed him.
If he didn't do something, the anger in his heart wouldn't be appeased.
However, just as Nüwa was deep in thought, a voice suddenly sounded in her heart.
Although I've blasphemed the Holy Mother of the Human Tribe by writing this poem, Mother Nuwa won't be able to kill me for the time being because of the protection of the destiny of the Human Tribe.
However, the six hundred years of national fortune would be shortened to twenty-eight years. What a pity.
As soon as this strange voice appeared, Nuwa's expression changed.
One had to know that he was a high and mighty saint.
Other than Sages of the same level who had the strength to communicate with him mentally, the others, even those ancient powerful cultivators, could not do this.
At most, their voices could be heard outside Emperor NvWa's Palace.
But now…This voice appeared in his heart.
Moreover, they were not the few Saints he was familiar with.
This was a little terrifying.
"Yes, wait…"
"This voice just said that he has the protection of the fate of the human race. Even if he profanders me, he can only shorten his 600-year-old foundation to 28 years at most?”
"Could it be that this voice came from that fatuous ruler?”
Suddenly, Nüwa reacted.
He stared at Di Xin through the statue of the Goddess Nüwa Temple, trying to find out something from him.
After all, it was too strange to leave a voice in the heart of a Saint.
It was impossible for a Human King to have the means of a Saint.
Then, the only explanation was that he might have heard Di Xin's thoughts by chance.
However, what Nuwa could not understand was how did this Emperor Xin know about the 600-year-old foundation of the Shang Dynasty and how he could accurately say that the time of the Shang Dynasty's fortune was shortened after he profaned her?
At this moment, countless questions arose in Nuwa's mind.
This had even faintly overshadowed his previous anger.
After all, the God Sealing Tribulation was about to begin, and the heavenly secrets were chaotic. Even he could not calculate too many things.
If not for the fact that she had been profaned by the Human King's poem, Nuwa would not even know where the God Sealing Tribulation that Dao Ancestor Hongjun had mentioned began.
At this moment.
While Nuwa was guessing, in the Nuwa Temple.
The sound of a system notification rang in his mind.
Ding... You have completed the mission, Killing Intent of the Sage. Reward: Ancestral Dragon Blood Essence X1.
"Is it that simple?"
Di Xin murmured.
But on second thought, he felt relieved.
Because, in his opinion, this was like the novice gift bag. If the difficulty was too high, it would be meaningless.
"Sigh, although I'm protected by the fate of the human race and have been spared from the disaster of killing, I'm still alive.”
" But Saint Nüwa was kept in the dark. If only I could let her know that I was blinded by the West when I wrote the poem, how good would that be?"
Di Xin muttered in his heart.
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