Totem Deity's First Battle

"Be good, Nannan. Don't worry, I don't like eating dog meat."

Jiang Ming smiled gently and reassured her.

Then Jiang Ming looked at the Primordial King. The creature resembled a twelve-winged celestial being and radiated a holy aura.

A golden gem sat between his brows, a single horn rose from his forehead, and six pairs of golden wings spread from his back. He looked down on the Black Emperor and Nannan, his killing intent unmistakable.

Jiang Ming's Vermilion Bird Totem Deity glanced at him. The next moment, eight weapons forged from phoenix blood scarlet gold appeared behind the deity, fanned out like banners behind an old general onstage.

The weapons resembled eight formation banners. Their crimson flags were woven from threads of phoenix blood scarlet gold, with the Dao Patterns of eight Lords of Soldiers embroidered on them in threads of dao-tribulation gold.

Jiang Ming's Vermilion Bird Totem Deity had little else to do. He spent almost all his time cultivating in seclusion in the Fire Domain, and every good thing Jiang Ming's true body brought him had naturally been turned into combat strength.

The Vermilion Bird Totem Deity had used the Seventy-Two Transformations to take the form of a Vermilion Bird. His cultivation centered on the Hengyu Scripture and the Solar True Scripture.

There was nothing more to say.

The eight formation banners flew out, not to attack, but to seal off hundreds of miles in every direction. They gave the Primordial King no chance to escape.

"Phoenix blood scarlet gold! Extreme Dao Immortal Material! Good, good. I don't care who you are. Once I kill you, it'll all be mine."

The sight of so much extreme Dao immortal material made even the Primordial King, an Immortal Stage Three expert, burn with greed.

Jiang Ming had no intention of