At that moment, a figure slowly materialized. It was none other than Pingxin. Her expression was as cold as frost, her skin seeming to be covered in a thin layer of ice, and her entire being radiated an awe-inspiring aura, resembling the most impartial yet merciless judge in the Underworld. Her eyes, cold as wintry stars, swept over Nuwa and Su Yu, and her voice was calm yet carried an unquestionable majesty. "Nuwa, Su Yu, what brings you to the Underworld?" Her voice seemed to echo from the deepest abysses of the nether hells, carrying the distinct gloom and chill of the Underworld.
Nuwa stepped forward, her expression earnest and her eyes filled with sincerity. "Pingxin, I have come this time to ask that Fuxi be allowed to reincarnate into the Human Race. The Human Race is destined to flourish now; this is the will of Heavenly Dao. If Fuxi is reincarnated as the Human Sovereign of the Human Race, he will acquire immense Merit. His wisdom and capability will surely lead the Human Race toward prosperity, which is of vital importance to the development of the Human Race and concerns the future trajectory of the entire Primordial World." As she spoke, Nuwa lifted her gaze slightly, her eyes revealing anticipation for the future of the Human Race and an unwavering belief in Fuxi's reincarnation.
Upon hearing this, Pingxin's expression instantly darkened. Her originally cold visage seemed now to be blanketed in an extra layer of frost, and a flash of anger crossed her eyes—an a…
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