Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1782 Huanglong Must Head Straight to Huanglong

Zulong knew that there was no room for negotiation in this matter. What seemed like a discussion was actually an order, and he had no way to resist it.

He was determined to prove himself, even if it meant risking everything, and this time he was betting his entire fortune.

All the divine dragons and true dragons in the Ancestral Dragon Hall went into battle, and some giant dragons in the Four Seas Dragon Palaces that had cultivated for more than ten thousand years were recruited.

The mighty dragon army gathered in the East Sea. For a sage who controls the Great Dao of Space, it doesn't matter where they start. Since your dragon clan has the largest number of troops, then gather in the East Sea.

The dragons who participated in the battle received generous rewards and treasures within their clans, and their morale soared. They were eager for the enemy to jump out immediately so they could kill the enemy and then return to their clans to claim their rewards.

Huanglong Zhenren has also arrived.

There was no way around it; Huanglong was still poor. During his Golden Immortal stage, he could still manage by drinking the northwest wind and maintaining a state of neither progress nor regression. But when he reached the Taiyi stage, he needed all sorts of spiritual materials to assist him; otherwise, it would be like rowing against the current—either he would advance or he would fall behind.

It would be foolish to finally reach the Taiyi realm, only to have your cultivation greatly diminished due to poverty.

Hearing that the Dragon Clan offered many spiritual materials as rewards, he rushed over to join the battle without even asking who the enemy was or where they were.

Nezha disagreed with his rash actions: "Uncle-Master, you didn't know anything before you came over? Sigh, really..."

The way people address each other within the Nuwa Palace lineage has always been a major problem, with the seniority among them being extremely chaotic. He and Yang Jian are close friends, so he's now addressing them according to Yang Jian's naming conventions.

As a disciple of a sage, it would be perfectly acceptable for him to call Huanglong "Daoist brother" or "senior brother".

Huanglong didn't mind the title. He knew that many immortals in the prehistoric world looked down on him, and there was a lot of resentment towards him within the dragon clan. He used to care about it, but now he didn't.

He then smiled calmly and said, "Then it's perfect for my junior apprentice to guide me through this difficult time."

Deng Chanyu is going on a campaign against the Chaos Demon God to completely eliminate the threat of Changxia. Nezha, her direct disciple, is bound to participate, and this time he will even be the commander of the three races.

He succinctly recounted the information he knew to Huanglong.

Huanglong was much calmer than expected. Chaos Demon God, hmm, quite powerful. Anything else?

"Isn't your martial uncle afraid at all?"

"Not afraid."

Nezha was a little nervous, unsure whether it was from being a commander for the first time or from facing a chaotic demon god. He himself couldn't tell.

All three races acted swiftly, and within half a month, their armies had been assembled.

Nezha looked at an old man with a strange appearance who was leaning on a cane beside him.

"Senior, please use your supernatural powers."

The old man was a mirage dragon, a primordial creature, born and killed in dreams, and was once sealed away by Zhao Gongming. (Chapter 1098)
Deng Chanyu released him. At this moment, the Primordial World was very close to Changxia in terms of space. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, she decided not to go through Chaos, but to take a route through the Dream.

Intelligence is crucial in dealing with the Chaos God. She needs to use the conquest of a large army to probe the enemy's capabilities before she can deliver a fatal blow.

The Dream of All Beings is a very strange place, where the beings themselves are the masters of the dream. With so many masters combined, even if Deng Chanyu fully controls the Great Dao of Space, her control over the dream is still very rudimentary. At this time, she has to rely on the power of the Mirage Dragon.

The Mirage Dragon gently tapped the ground with its cane, and layer upon layer of ripples, like water, enveloped the expeditionary force. This was the dream of all living beings, and specifically, a part of the dream that was gradually becoming physical. Powerful beings like Kong Xuan and Zhu Yingtai were observing these dreams with their divine senses, verifying their own paths to enlightenment. After seeing the dream stabilize, Nezha took out the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Scroll, and with a flick of his wrist, the world in the scroll quickly connected with the dream, slowly forming a vortex-shaped silver light gate.

Who is more advanced?
Deng Chanyu recruited the three races as henchmen because the three races shared a bloodline similarity with that Chaos Demon God, and would not trigger any kind of alarm or barrier.

Nezha is protected by a spatial barrier she set up, so it won't trigger an alarm.

Even with the advantage of bloodline, the first person to enter would face enormous risks. What if that demon god happened to be standing on the other side of the door? Wouldn't that be like delivering food right to someone's mouth?
"This humble Taoist is not talented, but I will be the vanguard." Huanglong Zhenren did not hesitate to step forward, and with a proud and imposing air, he flicked his bright yellow Taoist robe, drew his sword, and strode in.

After about ten breaths, he sent back a message from the other end: safe.

The dragon army began to enter the gate of light in an orderly manner, followed by the Qilin clan, specifically Zhu Yingtai.

Finally, there were Kong Xuan and Da Feng.

Nezha was quick-witted and nimble, grabbing a figure from the shadow of the wind.

“Senior Yuanjun, our teacher said that in order to prevent that demon god from obtaining your bloodline and regaining his fighting power, none of you three ancestors can participate in the battle.”

Yuan Feng showed no remorse for being caught red-handed doing something wrong, and continued to argue: "I'm not going to participate in the war, did I say I was going to participate in the war? I'm just an old man who's curious and wanted to go and take a look."

She blinked, as if to say, "Look at my sincere eyes, I'm not lying."

Three black lines appeared on Nezha's forehead. The person in front of him was definitely an elder, but he didn't look like one at all.

He looked at Kong Xuan, who looked rather guilty and avoided his gaze, indicating that he couldn't control the matter.

Nezha looked at Dafeng again, who had a bitter face and shook his head vigorously, indicating that he had no choice.

Nezha finally understood Deng Chanyu's intention in giving him the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map. Fine, I'll be the villain then.

The sage's treasure for proving his enlightenment transformed into countless beams of light and shadow, forming a massive black gate from top to bottom, enveloping Yuan Feng.

Like Sadako, Yuan Feng gripped the entrance of the passage with both arms, seemingly wanting to struggle a bit more. However, her strength was too weak under the pull of space. A series of spatial teleportations were activated, instantly pulling her back to the Undying Volcano and forming a restriction around the volcano. Without the power of a saint, she could not get out.

In a small group of three people.

"Hehe." Zu Long was overjoyed and sent his congratulations immediately.

The First Qilin did not provoke him directly, but silence often conveys a lot of emotions.

Unlike Zulong and Shiqilin, who stayed obediently at home, Yuanfeng had been talking about her smuggling plan and how she beat up the unknown demon god after meeting him. Now she was sent back before she even got to the door, which was really embarrassing.

She was still stubbornly insisting, "Actually, it wasn't very interesting there. I took a look from the doorway and all I saw was flames. Tsk tsk, it looked no different from my immortal volcano! I found it boring, so I came back on my own!"

"hehe."

"Haha."

The two old "friends" said that what you said is all correct and they believe you.

(End of this chapter)