Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha

After being scolded by Mr. Fan, Nezha wanted to raise his hand to show respect, but he had a bellyful of anger with nowhere to vent, so he ended up beating Jinzha again.

He, along with Wu Xiang Monk and Ao Yu, came to the cave where the Earth Milk was produced, and saw the huge stone dragon head.

Ao Yu said, "The shape of the earth is consistent with that of the Dragon Clan. I think this land should have belonged to our Dragon Clan, not your Human Clan. Nezha, don't you think so?"

"World peace."

"What?"

Wu Xiang Monk said, "All things are born naturally, but I figured out why this small world is different from the last time we came here. It's not because you are an Outer Heaven Demon, it's all Bai Mushuang's doing."

"Bai Mushuang, I always feel he's not really dead."

"That's just you having baseless suspicions; he's truly dead."

Hearing the conversation, Ao Yu said, "I feel like I've missed a lot of fun things. Does this Earth Milk really have any mystical effects?"

Nezha nodded, "I've been trying to refine my body with this Earth Milk recently. It still works on my body, though not significantly."

Ao Yu said, "That means the energy of this Earth Milk is almost similar to that of the Nine-Pattern Divine Pill. Give me some."

Wu Xiang Monk said, "I heard that the Cang Long Clan has a Dragon Gate, even a fish that leaps over it could attain the True Dragon Body, it's incredibly miraculous."

Ao Yu said, "That's indeed true, but this gate is extremely perilous, a nine in ten chance of death, and the Dragon Clan's branches are many, outside the Four Seas Dragon Palace, other water clans don't have much recognition of each other."

The three were just about to leave, but the giant dragon head behind them slowly opened its mouth, the valley began to tremble, smoke and dust scattered, and birds flew away in fright.

The three suddenly turned around, their gazes fixed on that dragon head without blinking.

Immediately, a sharp, blade-like fragrance filled the cave.

Whether it was Nezha, Ao Yu, or Wu Xiang Monk, their expressions all changed.

This fragrance posed no harm at all.

But it gave a feeling of immense pressure.

Ao Yu took a deep breath and said, "This fragrance smells good. I just hope your words don't jinx it, and Demon Lord Bai Mushuang is really dead, because we can't handle a Quasi-Saint right now."

Nezha smiled bitterly, "I'll take your kind words."

The stone dragon head opened its large mouth, within the crossed dragon teeth was a pitch-black void, one could hardly believe such darkness existed in the world, even the light from the eternal lamps in the cave was swallowed by the darkness, and torches extinguished the moment they approached.

The first thing to emerge was a forearm, the skin reflecting a moon-like gray under the firelight, her five fingers gripped the left dragon tooth, sliding out sideways from the dragon's throat, her hair brushing against the rocks, causing them to crumble inch by inch.

As for the clothes she wore, the complex patterns shimmered momentarily and then settled into a dead stillness.

This was evidently an extremely beautiful woman.

She looked more mature than Little Dragon Girl and more charming than Qiu Chuyao. However, this kind of beauty was not for admiration. Just being stared at by her eyes, Nezha felt as if his heart was gripped by a giant hand.

The three did not dare to speak.

Nezha guessed that this person might have been imprisoned by Bai Mushuang and just broke free?

But soon, the woman spoke. She murmured, "The passage is still unstable. Even the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Robe might be destroyed inside. It seems that cultivators below the Quasi-Saint level can't get through."

She then lifted her head, looked at Nezha, and with an inexplicable smile on her face, said, "Are you Nezha?"

Nezha cupped his hands and said, "Junior is indeed Nezha. May I ask who you are, senior?"

"I am Yun Xiao, here to find you specifically."

Since arriving in this world, the first time Nezha saw these two words was on a stone tablet in the center of Bai Mushuang's Iron Emperor Hall, where large letters were carved with a blade:

"Yun Xiao of the Jie Sect, by the order of the Sect Hierarch, slays the Demon Lord here!"

Yun Xiao of the Jie Sect.

A powerful Quasi-Saint possessing a Slaying Sacred Artifact.

Before Nezha could think of a response, Yun Xiao smiled and said, "Don't be confused. Even if Bai Mushuang is resurrected, he's no match for me. How could I not find the small world he left behind? To be precise, this place belongs to me, and you just happened to stumble in."

Nezha smiled wryly, thinking he hadn't anticipated this, but there indeed wasn't a safer place in the world. Once he moved the people of Outer World Town back to Chentang Pass, he would immediately be drawn into the maelstrom of the Divine Enthronement tribulation.

He said, "Reporting to Lady Yun Xiao, this junior truly did not know. But if you only came to evict this junior, I think it wouldn't necessitate your personal visit."

Yun Xiao smiled, "You're not foolish."

Nezha asked, "What instructions does the lady have?"

Yun Xiao said, "Since I started cultivating, I've always been straightforward, so I won't beat around the bush. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

"Are you an Outer Heaven Demon?"

Nezha said, "I prefer to call myself a transmigrator."

Yun Xiao nodded, "Do you know the direction of the Divine Enthronement war?"

"I used to know, but I don't anymore."

"Explain clearly."

"I found that I could change some so-called predetermined events. If things can be changed from their set course, even if it's just a little at the beginning, the final result could be entirely different, not to mention I've interfered with far more than just a little."

Yun Xiao nodded, "That makes sense. Tell me everything you know."