Beads of sweat the size of peas continuously rolled down Nuwa's forehead. Her expression was one of agony, yet she gritted her teeth and held on. Her entire body was drenched in fragrant sweat, and her clothes were soaked through.
Everyone in the Guardian Sect watched this moment with tense expressions. After all, Nuwa was different from Tongtian; he had severed his sage position the moment he attained it.
Nuwa, on the other hand, had been a sage for a long time. To forcefully extract the Grand Purple Qi from within her body—one had to admit that this indeed required immense perseverance.
Chapter 116