When Gong Gong was angry at Bu Zhou Tian, Nuwa once used seven colorful stones to patch the sky. She had clearly calculated the quantity, but in the end she used one less. It turned out that an old turtle was lying there hibernating at that time, holding up the place of a stone. Hundreds of millions of years have passed, and Nuwa has long since emerged. Although the old turtle's lifespan is long, it will eventually come to an end. The upper world is about to be destroyed. Everyone in the divine race is in danger. Where should Donghua go?
Haotian, you and I will only be dripping with blood from now on.
Donghua, I have the final say on all this, and so do you.