A demonic dragon head poked out from the sea of lava. It was a purple-black dragon, and its entire body emitted a bewitching and strange aura.
Ao Guang's expression changed as soon as he saw the other party."
"Ao Feng, why did you come out!"
The purplish-black demonic dragon that poked its head out of the sea of lava was Ao Guang's sister, the Dark Purple Lightning Demonic Dragon Ao Feng, who had incited the remaining ancient demonic beasts of the ancient demonic heaven to rebel against the heavens!
Back then, if it weren't for Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, who led the four Dragon Kings to take away more than half of the Dragon Tribe to help the Heaven suppress them, Ao Feng and the other demonic dragons, who were unwilling to be enslaved, wouldn't have been locked in the dark abyss under the sea of lava and fire with those ancient demonic beasts.
Seeing Ao Feng suddenly appear, Ao Guang immediately felt uneasy.
"Didn't I say it? I'm here to talk about cooperation with you, big brother! Just like what this little brother said just now, let us out and participate in the Battle of Gods Investiture together to reproduce the ancient glory of our dragon race!”
Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, narrowed his eyes and stared at Ao Feng.
In his memories, Ao Feng had never been such an easy-going dragon. If he hadn't used a trick to restrain her back then, perhaps the high-end combat strength of the dragon race wouldn't have been so easily taken away by the four brothers.
"You don't hate us?"
"Hate! Of course I do!"
Ao Feng replied without hesitation, but she still had a smile on her face, making people feel a faint chill.
"All these years, I've been cursing you every day. I can't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood!”
"But…"
Ao Feng glanced at Nezha and changed her tone.
"This little brother is right! This is a critical moment for the survival of our dragon race. Only by joining forces will we not be easily crushed by Heavenly Court.”
"Compared to this, my hatred for you is not worth mentioning!”
As Ao Feng spoke, she suddenly let out a dragon's roar, as if she was summoning. Then, the entire sea of lava trembled again, and one after another, demonic dragons poked their heads out of the sea of fire.
They were the group of dragon warriors who had followed Ao Feng to rebel against the heavens and had been suppressed.
"For the survival of the entire dragon clan, we can put aside our personal grudges and convince the other ancient demon beasts below. Now, it's up to you, big brother!”
Ao Feng's eyes were fixed on Ao Guang, and the other dragons 'eyes were all focused on Ao Guang.
"This…"
Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, was still hesitant. After all, this was a matter of life and death for the entire Dragon Clan.
Once a decision was made, it was either success or death!
"Nezha, are you really confident that you can reproduce the glory of our ancient dragon race and let the world accept us?”
Ao Guang's address of Nezha had changed. It was no longer a high and mighty disdainful attitude, but an attitude of peers or even asking for advice.
After all, the current situation was led by Nezha.
"I'm not confident!"
Nezha shook his head and grinned under the changing expressions of the dragons.”
"If you try, you still have a chance. If you don't try, you will never have a chance!”
"But what if it fails?" Ao Guang frowned and Ao Feng also stared at Nezha.
"If you fail, then try again! If one time didn't work, then ten times! If ten times didn't work, then twenty times! If 20 times didn't work, then 100 times! Until I can't move anymore!"
"As long as the dragon soul is not destroyed, the resistance will not stop, right?”
Nezha knew how difficult it was to participate in the Battle of Gods Investiture and change the fate of the dragon race to return to the glory of the ancient times. The dragons also understood.
Nezha did not have much confidence. He could change his own fate with the help of the god-level selection system and advanced cognition, but he might not be able to change the fate of others.
But was there really an absolute for everything?
As long as there was a glimmer of hope, it was worth putting in ten or even a hundred percent of effort, wasn't it?
"As long as the dragon soul is not destroyed, the resistance will not stop. Well said!”
Ao Feng's eyes lit up, and she looked at Nezha with a strange light in her eyes.
"There's still a chance if you try, but if you don't try, you'll never have a chance…That's right! I can't give up! I must prove to the world that I, Shen Gongpao, am not inferior to anyone!”
Shen Gongpao also muttered to himself. Nezha's image in his heart suddenly became higher.
It was simply like a bright light pointing the way!
At this moment, Shen Gongpao had completely forgotten that Nezha was a three-year-old child who he had planned to kill as a stepping stone.
No, I must find an opportunity to talk to Nezha alone later and ask for advice!
Nezha did not know what Shen Gongpao was thinking. Looking at the light in the eyes of the dragon demons, he knew that his passionate words had worked.
"Heh, I'll add fuel to the fire!”
Clearing his throat, Nezha said loudly,"Everyone, history has always been written by the victors. As long as the dragon race can shine in the Battle of Gods Investiture, seize the Heavenly Fate of the Battle of Gods Investiture, and ascend to the top, it will not only bring the dragon race back to the glory of the ancient times!”
" After a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand lifetimes, any race that mentions the dragon race will be extremely respectful and call themselves 'I am the descendant of the dragon'!”
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