Deng Chanyu did not reveal the little secret that she could hear the heart of the Buddhist sutra, after her rest. After she finished, she made a subtle suggestion about her desire for some merit, and expressed to her a long string of words "loyalty, loyalty, and even more loyalty." She pretended to be very happy and both parties enjoyed the banquet.
She maintained the appearance of holding the left-hand Chaos Bell and the right-hand Measuring Heaven Ruler in her hands, joining the battle and attacking Di Mǔ together with Di Jiāng.
This fellow has skin as tough as a rhinoceros and flesh as thick as a bear. Despite the fact that the candle dragon, this "summoner," has already met his end, the Earth Mother, as the "summoned creature," remains completely unaffected. She charges about wildly, defeating Di Jiang, the Ancestor God of Witchery, who is equally skilled in hard-hitting combat, leaving him without any spirit.
You, the Zu Wang? This Earth Mother is even more fierce than the Zu Wang!
High defense and long health bar are the strengths of the Earth Mother, but her weakness is lack of intelligence.
The convenient solution is to banish Him to an alternate dimension, regardless of what kind of space it is, whether there are people or not, just toss Him in and it's done.
Now, Deng Chanyu covets someone's thighs, so she needs to come up with a more gentle approach.
She and Di Jiang are preparing to set up space traps and slowly wear down this big stone.
The God of Thunder is idling with a giant dragon named Drum. After detecting the information of the candle dragon's fall, his attacks have become increasingly weak, and he is openly slacking off.
Zhao Gongming is not gaining the upper hand against the golden unicorn. Zhao Gongming, like a wind, is incredibly fast, but the golden unicorn has a strong defense. Neither can do much to the other.
The advantage was held by Yun Xiao, but Caifeng was not to be underestimated. Even though its elemental essence had been reborn into a phoenix and was left with only a skeleton of its former self, the power of the relic remained formidable due to its thousands of blows and hundreds of forges. Yun Xiao would need some time to defeat it without suffering any injuries.
Qiong Xiao is not as powerful as the Qiu Long elder, but the Jin Jiao Jian (Golden Dragon Shears) is a formidable weapon. The Qiu Long elder dare not use his dragon body to resist this treasure crafted from the essence of a dragon.
Several battlefields have become stalemated.
Ancient, heavy, as if existing since the beginning of creation, the giant gate stands alone in the wilderness without warning.
One doesn't know how tall it is, nor what consequences will arise from opening the door.
Jiang Ziyu couldn't understand why a portal appeared in this lifeless world, but he knew he had to prevent the ancestral dragon from entering.
The ancestral dragon, who was just one step away from becoming a Golden Immortal, was chased down by the old Jiang. The sword, which was not an ordinary item, cut through the air like lightning and savagely slashed at the ancestral dragon's shoulder.
The result was that the sword was chipped and dented, but the scaly and tough ancestral dragon suffered no harm.
However, he was too exhausted and tired. His body, under attack from external forces, reflexively tried to counterattack. Just one turn of his body caused the accumulated gas to leak out, and the old dragon stumbled and leaned against a stone by the roadside, panting heavily.
At this point, the ancestral dragon was still a hundred zhang away from the heaven gate. From the perspective of the old Jiang, he could see the seven-colored glow shining on the gate. He didn't know what it meant and ran two steps forward, with a robust young man of one hundred years blocking the ancestral dragon between him and the heaven gate.
"My Lord, I have heard that the Candle Dragon is rebelling and intends to abduct you to escape. I, the Taoist, have been sent by the Emperor of the Heavens to protect you and escort you back to the Ancestral Dragon Palace," he said solemnly.
The ancestral dragon leaned against a huge stone, looking up at him and carefully examining him twice.
The ancestral dragon's voice was powerful, indicating that he had held a high position for a long time, and his words were full of authority.
He asked, "Are you a Taoist from the League of the Celestial Clarifiers?"
Without waiting for the old Jiang to respond, he continued speaking by himself, "Step aside, your mere cultivation as a local immortal cannot stop me."
The ancestral dragon's eyes bulged.
The fierce dragon's aura was overwhelming, as if it was the last tranquility before the end of the world, where all things had reached their end.
At this moment, the fate of the dragon race was added to the ancestral dragon, and Jiang Ziyu felt his legs shaking and his hand holding the sword becoming rigid. Cold sweat ran down his forehead, and his heart was squeezed by an invisible force, causing him almost to suffocate in pain.
At this moment, the ancestral dragon was no longer a frail elder. In the eyes of Jiang Ziyu, he was even more terrifying than the combined forces of over a hundred thousand troops led by King Zhou.
"My" His breathing was labored, and he could not speak a word.
"Dang" a light sound.
The sound of the Chaos Bell washed over the entire Yin-Yang World. The dragon race's fate roared, and not only did Deng Chanyu represent herself, but also the fate of Feng tribe, Tianjing, Buddhism, Jie Jiao, Nuwa's fate. There was even a bit of fate from the League of the Celestial Clarifiers.
The dragon race's fate coiled and writhed in its anger, full of resentment towards the heavens. But at this moment, its anger was meaningless, as its fate was dispersed. The power emanating from the Chaos Bell seemed like an invisible giant hand grabbing the dragon's neck and twisting it forcefully.
The dragon race's fate was forcefully severed. It had been propelled by offering copious heavenly treasures and earthly delicacies to the Tianjing, as well as methods such as marriages, allegiances, and seeking guidance from masters. The surging fate it had cultivated crumbled at once. The most severely affected ancestor dragon coughed up a mouthful of golden dragon blood.
Jiang Ziyu's opportunity this time was insufficient; the dragon's blood did not spray onto him, wasting a great chance to enhance his fundamental bone structure. But he didn't care about this because the Chaos Bell had freed him from the intimidating power of the dragon's aura.
He drew his sword to attack, and the ancestral dragon quickly raised one hand: "Young friend, let's talk. I can provide you with resources for cultivation, enough to reach the rank of a Golden Immortal. If you let me pass, how about it?"
If we were to discuss how devoted Jiang Ziyu was to the heavenly court or to the Taishan, that would be an exaggeration. At this moment, he is merely a scapegoat, having completed his task. If the mission fails, all the blame falls on him.
What's there to be loyal about in that case?
The old Jiang is very committed to the belief of becoming a immortal and attaining enlightenment. He naturally knows the importance of resources.
With the seven hollow hearts, his talent merely improved from "stupid" to "acceptable". Among the countless living beings in the primordial era, those who have a higher understanding than him are everywhere.
Not to mention one heart with seven orifices, even if he were to have two more, he would still be no match for Yang Jian or Nezha. And when compared to those who have been reborn from ancient great powers like Deng Chanyu, there is no comparison at all.
He needs cultivation resources, and he needs a lot of them.
The ancestral dragon continued to persuade, "They all don't want to face me, they don't want to bind this cause and effect, so they send you to do this task that will kill you. Even if you block me, what will you gain in the end? The award from the heavenly court? Or a peach tree? "
His voice was full of enticing meanings, "Let me pass, after that you can go to the Azure Light Island in the East Sea. There is a dream array on the west side of the island, which contains countless precious materials. They will all be yours."
Jiang Ziyu was full of hesitation. Just when his inner scale was tilting towards the ancestral dragon, a portal appeared abruptly in the dim sky.
Running around with Deng Chanyu, he has gained some experience and knows this is a kind of spatial passage.
The reason why such a thing can be seen in a dark place is because there is blazing fire on the other side of the spatial passage.
