Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

Chapter 1087 Saint 1 Finger

Under the layers of radiance from the Five Spirit Pearls, it seemed as if a mysterious force was quietly operating.

Above the originally peaceful earth, a powerful force was like an invisible rope, accurately drawing out the power of the earth bit by bit.

As this pulling force continued to grow stronger, the flattened areas of the earth seemed to be injected with new vitality and began to float slowly.

Just like a long-sleeping earth dragon suddenly turned over, it caused a violent vibration that was like rolling thunder, echoing endlessly between heaven and earth.

At this moment, a dozen towering mountains seemed to have received some mysterious instructions, rising suddenly from the ground like sharp arrows and rushing straight into the sky.

They stand tall and straight, as if they are the guardians of the earth, demonstrating unparalleled majesty and power.

Then, dozens of small and exquisite peaks appeared with the dozen or so large mountain ranges as the center, like a group of loyal followers. As they spread and extended, the ground gradually rose and bulged, forming a rolling terrain.

However, what appeared before our eyes at this moment was just a bare scene, as if time had stopped here, with no signs of any plants or life.

This land is like a world that has just been created. Everything is in the most primitive and simple state, without the slightest modification or embellishment. Only the majestic power of the earth is flowing and surging silently.

As the power of the earth flowed, the spiritual power from the ancient times was also restored at this moment.

Jilei Mountain reappeared in front of all the creatures present. The only pity was that the current Jilei Mountain did not have the so-called green color.

As the huge finger carrying the strong power of creation continued to fall, the entire Jilei Mountain seemed to be endowed with new vitality.

The originally barren and bare land began to undergo subtle changes, as if it had been gently caressed by a pair of magical hands.

Those small streams continue to converge into clear rivers, which flow in winding ways, as if they are extensions of the earth's veins.

Nourished by the stream, the soil became more fertile, as if it had suddenly awakened after years of sleep.

Then, tiny buds emerged from the ground, like stars of hope for countless lives. They greedily absorbed the spiritual energy and moisture between heaven and earth and grew at an astonishing speed.

Before long, these bud tips grew into tender green seedlings, which clustered together to form small patches of grass.

Over time, these grasslands gradually spread and covered large areas of hillsides.

The seeds of those trees also sprouted one after another. Their roots penetrated deeply into the soil, absorbing nutrients and striving to stretch their branches upward.

During this process, various exotic flowers and plants also bloomed one after another.

Some flowers are as bright and dazzling as flames, while others are as pure white as snowflakes. They are dotted among the woods, adding a touch of brilliant color to the once barren Jilei Mountain.

When the lush forest finally completed the transition to a new era, the entire Jilei Mountain seemed to have turned into a green world.

“That’s the power of creation!”

The memories in Fairy Zixiao's mind emerged. This was the power of creation that Nuwa used to create human beings. It was also the power that Nuwa was most proud of.

In the vast ancient world, only the power of creation of Nuwa can be called the power of creation, which can only restore a small mountain of thunder.

For a saint, it is just a casual gesture.