The first two dragons were defeated and humiliated by being tied to the pillars at the entrance of the Ancestor Dragon Hall. With the proud nature of the divine dragons, they couldn't bear it anymore. The Ancestor Dragon sighed, not quite understanding how Nezha had pinpointed the Dragon Clan.
But suppressing the dragons' emotions now would not be good. The Ancestor Dragon, regarded as the source of the Dragon Clan's bloodline, was now just a breath away from death. Go, go on, if you want to throw yourself at him, then go!
With the Ancestor Dragon's permission, the other divine dragons charged out of the Ancestor Dragon Hall. They were now being humiliated at their doorstep, leaving no regard for the ancient moral code, and so everyone joined the fray!
Today we will let you know that divine dragons are not to be trifled with!
Nezha nonchalantly stopped Yunxiao and Jin Ling, who wanted to help. Among the Dragon Clan, only the Thunder God and Ying Long could potentially trouble him; the others weren't worth mentioning.
A large group of armored divine dragons stormed out. The first wave fired magical treasures all over the sky. Nezha formed a hand seal, and chaotic divine light appeared behind him. The multicolored gray light swept over, and all the treasures were collected.
Leading Elder Qiu Long saw that the treasures were ineffective and charged forward brandishing a Dragon Tooth Sword. The other dragons quickly put away their treasures and took out their weapons, ready to commence a righteous beating.
Seeing the oncoming flood of bread-shaped dragons, Nezha was not afraid at all. He summoned the Kunlun Mirror, unfolding the Infinite Dao Domain. The golden power of space-time emanating from the Kunlun Mirror enveloped everyone instantly.
All the divine dragons and Nezha vanished on the spot.
A young dragon clan member, who was only tens of thousands of years old, felt the world spinning and found himself in a black space, facing a waiting Nezha.
The Nezha opposite him looked at him with a smirk, beckoning with his finger. The young dragon gritted his teeth and charged forward with a spear.
"I'll fight you with all I've got!"
The young dragon was fast, but Nezha was faster. Before he could understand what happened, Nezha was already in front of him, and a sharp pain in his abdomen left his eyes vacant and mouth foaming.
The same scene played out in countless little black rooms.
Outside, the Kunlun Mirror emitted radiant divine runes that shimmered in the air. Soon, a foaming dragon clan member fell from the sky, marking the beginning.
Then, like dumplings, dragon clan members plummeted from the void, floating on the sea under the Kunlun Mirror.
After a dozen more breaths, old dragons began falling from the void, and soon a few thousand dragon clan members lay neatly on the sea's surface, sprawled out.
The Kunlun Mirror's divine radiance swirled, and Nezha reappeared. Looking at the neatly aligned dragon clan members on the sea, he nodded in satisfaction. This was Nezha's latest divine skill, developed using the power of space-time. It synchronized a segment of his future time with the time of all opponents, letting everyone face a Nezha as their opponent. Thɪs chapter is updated by Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
You could say this is the true boon for a master of time management.
The advantage is not fearing a battle of attrition at all; the downside is that it's only good against weak opponents. Controlling the space-time of exceedingly powerful enemies is too difficult.
But this was just an accidental result of Nezha combining the Great Dao of Time and Space Dao. In the face of a formidable enemy, real combat is still necessary.
Nezha unleashed chaotic divine light on the defenseless divine dragons below, along with Chi Chi and Panlong on the pillars, completely routing the entire Ancestor Dragon Hall.
"Senior Ancestor Dragon, don't you have anything to say?"
The Ancestor Dragon, almost just a figurehead at the Ancestor Dragon Hall, squinted his eyes, completely ignoring Nezha. I'm refusing to acknowledge you; what can you do about it? If you have the guts, pull me out of the Sea Eye!
Then I'd actually thank you!
Nezha indeed had no way to deal with the Ancestor Dragon. He was already at the lowest low of his dragon life; what else could be done?
He couldn't truly massacre the Dragon Clan over an unfounded charge, even with evidence—the causal consequences would be too great, completely unnecessary.
However, he didn't plan to let this group off easily.
Take them back and imprison them for tens of thousands of years; next time the Four Sea Dragon Kings see him, they'd probably have to kowtow.
After returning to the Heavenly Court, Nezha reported the matter to the Jade Emperor and then directly threw the thousands of divine dragons into the Heavenly Prison. If this matter doesn't get resolved, you all just stay in there!
The divine dragons, young and old, stared at each other wide-eyed.
"Elders, what should we do now?"
Panlong, absent-mindedly rubbing a broken horn, sighed, having no desire to think. Elder Chi Chi, on the other hand, appeared a bit excited. Dragons love powerful and beautiful creatures.
Nezha was handsome, and having overwhelmed the Dragon Clan, his strength was overwhelmingly powerful. Elder Chi Chi already felt himself going into heat!
The other elders were struggling to come up with a solution. Unfortunately, amid the comfortable confines of the Ancestor Dragon Hall, their thinking had fallen behind the times from days spent eating and sleeping. What could they come up with?
After a while, some of them overworked their brains and felt a bit sleepy.
"How about we take a nap first?"
"Hey, that's a good idea, that's a good idea."
"Yeah, yeah, after thinking so much, I'm really tired."
"Let's rest a bit and think again later!"
Then, the big and little dragons each found a spot to lie down and started snoring.
It turned out, they couldn't remember when they'd last stayed in such a prison-chic room!
Upon getting the news, Nezha was truly speechless. He could now understand why the old Ancestor Dragon would still make a fuss when hanging by a thread.
They had no choice but to make a fuss; these grandkids were truly masters at wasting time!
Nezha's sweeping up of the Dragon Clan caused quite a stir. As one of the primal era's rulers, even after their decline, the Dragon Clan remained inseparable from the primordial history's narrative.