Ancestral Dragon and Primordial Phoenix Appear to Suppress Rebellion

Tongtian and Laozi exchanged a look, satisfaction flickering in their eyes.

Nuwa and Houtu looked at each other, a trace of warmth rising in their hearts.

Mythic Yanhuang, its spine unbent!

The scene shifted—to the Divine World, Olympus Sacred Domain.

Di Jun sneered, glancing at Donghuang Taiyi. "Taiyi, this so-called sacred domain isn't even as good as the wine pool in our Solar Star Palace!"

Donghuang Taiyi's gaze turned icy. "Who gave them the nerve to call themselves a divine palace?"

Within the divine palace, Zeus sat upon his throne, looking down upon the land of Yanhuang with eyes full of pity and mockery.

"Lowly Easterners, pitiful descendants of Yanhuang!" he scoffed.

Below him, the God of War Ares held his head high. "Father God, the Eastern inheritance is about to be severed. Should I go and whip those stubborn people into submission?"

Zeus laughed wildly. "My son, what greater pleasure could there be than destroying Eastern civilization with your own hands?"

Ares bowed, battle intent boiling in his eyes. "Father God is mighty! Slaughtering Yanhuang is what I do best!"

Zeus stared coldly at the image of Yanhuang. "Ten billion descendants of Yanhuang will soon completely forget their gods. There shall be no East in the Divine World!"

He turned and instructed, "Ares, beware of Odin of the Norse Divine Court."

In the Norse Divine Court, Odin sat upon his throne, divine power circulating around him, his majesty boundless.

"How should we deal with the last thirty million descendants of the East?" he asked Frigg, the Heavenly Queen.

Ymir's voice exploded like thunder. "Those who believe in our Norse Divine Court shall live! Those who stubbornly refuse to see reason shall be killed without mercy!"

Thor, the God of Thunder, brimmed with battle intent. "Father, let me go to Yanhuang and meet that Ares!"

Loki, the God of Fire, sneered. "Brute force is useless. Wisdom is what rules the world."

He turned to Odin. "Father, the faith of these thirty million Yanhuang people concerns the balance of power in the Divine World! Send our Yanhuang cultivators who have condensed divine sparks to persuade them to surrender. If they still refuse, kill them. We must not leave them for the other sacred domains!"

Odin nodded approvingly. "Loki is right. You shall follow his lead and head for Yanhuang. It would be best if you can persuade them to surrender, but if not, wipe them all out!"

After the gods departed, Odin looked toward Frigg. "My beloved wife, what do you have to say?"

Frigg's expression was grave. "My husband, I have a bad feeling. The Eastern gods may descend into the world!"

Odin abruptly rose to his feet, fists clenched. "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Frigg smiled bitterly. "What would it have changed if I had? There is nothing wrong with your arrangements."

She sighed. "You and I both know full well the gap between us and the Eastern gods."

Odin fell silent. He did not wish to admit it, yet he could not deny it.

Western gods were born from the power of faith. Without faith, they would perish.

Eastern gods, however, had no need for such things; they stood above the world!

Mount Shouyang was silent as death.

Nuwa gazed at the Western divine palaces and muttered with a cold smile, "Destroy the Eastern inheritance? With the likes of you?"

Hongjun murmured, "Remnants? We have never forgotten our people!"

Yang Mei snorted coldly. "A pack of ants clinging to life on faith—who gave you the nerve to touch the foundations of the East?"

Tongtian and Di Jun spoke in low voices. "Zeus is mine. Odin is yours. As for those so-called chief gods, no one is allowed to snatch them from us!"

The Western gods of the Divine World had no idea that they had already been locked onto by the billions upon billions of living beings of the Great Desolation.

In Hongjun's eyes, they were merely ants that could be extinguished in an instant. Why were they worth mentioning?

Yuanshi gripped the Heaven-Turning Seal, his aura soaring into the heavens. "The Western Great Thousand World shall serve as the sacrifice to refine this treasure!"

The divine thoughts of the Great Desolation's saints moved as one, intending to personally descend upon the Divine World and crush the false gods of the West!

"Wait!" Hongjun suddenly stopped them, his gaze turning toward the river of time and space.

Chen Xuan's figure emerged, while Nuwa's aura gradually faded.

The Mythic Nuwa Template duration has ended. Preparing to activate the next template.

The Divine World's void trembled.

Billions upon billions of red giant dragons roared. At their head was Ares, riding a million-zhang dragon and wielding shield and spear as he charged toward Yanhuang!

In the skies of the Norse realm, billions upon billions of black phoenixes beat their wings. Loki led the army, with Thor and the other chief gods behind him, bringing the divine army as they pointed straight toward Yanhuang!

Upon Mount Shouyang, the saints of the Great Desolation watched coldly.

"And these are worthy of being called dragons and phoenixes?" Tongtian scoffed.

The Western Sea Dragon Clan roared, their earth-shaking dragon cries resounding through the heavens.

A ten-million-meter black giant dragon appeared in the world—Candle Dragon had descended!

At Immortal Volcano, a golden phoenix spread its wings. Golden Phoenix appeared once more!

Candle Dragon transformed into human form and knelt toward Chen Xuan in the river of time and space. "Dao Venerable, permit my Dragon Clan to head west and wash away the stain upon the name of true dragons!"

Golden Phoenix also bowed. "Dao Venerable, please permit my Phoenix Clan to go forth and set the name of the East right!"

Chen Xuan's voice came from the River of Time and Space: "Before you go, the chiefs of your clans must first appear in this world!"

The River of Time and Space trembled, and the River of Reincarnation condensed.

Two supreme auras emerged as the phantoms of the Ancestral Dragon and the Primordial Phoenix descended!

Candle Dragon and Golden Phoenix wept tears of joy as billions upon billions of dragons and phoenixes bowed in unison. "Greetings, Clan Chiefs!"

The Ancestral Dragon and the Primordial Phoenix did not linger. Crossing the River of Time and Space, they headed straight for the world of deities.

Within Chen Xuan's Divine Sense, the system notification rang out once more: "Mythic Nuwa Template closed. The next Mythic Template is about to activate."

Mount Shouyang of the Primordial World.

"Farewell, Dao Venerable!"

Hongjun was the first to sense the aura of Mythic Nuwa dissipating between heaven and earth.

He bowed deeply.

"Farewell, Dao Venerable!"

Ancestor Yang Mei followed suit, bowing deeply.

"Farewell, Dao Venerable!"

The Three Pure Ones bowed deeply.

"Farewell, Dao Venerable!"

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the entire Demon Race Heavenly Court bowed deeply.

"Farewell, Dao Venerable!

"Thank you, Dao Venerable, for reviving the chief of our Dragon Clan (Phoenix Clan)."

Candle Dragon and Golden Phoenix. The countless billions of living beings throughout the Primordial World bid farewell to Mythic Nuwa as she returned to the mythic world.

At this moment.

Billions of Dragon Clan members knelt upon the ground.

Their expressions were filled with excitement.

Candle Dragon most of all.

He saw Candle Dragon return from the River of Time and Space.