"Today, the Primordial Clans rise in rebellion, deemed by the laws of causation and reincarnation."
"I have now chosen the path of transcendence and will no longer intervene in the affairs of Primordial."
"Brother, I advise you not to partake in this war, or you will end up with both your body and Dao obliterated!"
Nuwa's voice was filled with indifference, as if void of any emotions, rendering Fu Xi silent.
After a long while!
Fu Xi spoke:
"Let it be!"
"Since you have made your choice, as your brother I will no longer ask anything of you."
"But I must join the battle; the Emperor and I are confidants."
"This war must be fought, regardless of the outcome."
"..."
Fu Xi acknowledged Nuwa's stance, and after a brief exchange, cut off the communication with her.
He slowly rose, his gaze piercing through the incoming horde of Primordial experts, a trace of inexplicable color flashing in his eyes.
