Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1184: The Trial of Lady Pingxin

Di Jiang fully demonstrated what it meant to be delighted by the news of war. He asked with a beaming expression, "Are the Chaos Demons that the Empress mentioned the same ones that Father God slew in the past?"

The Fair Lady pondered for a moment, this was a bit difficult to respond to, right? Dijiang and the witches would definitely underestimate the enemy. The Father God killed three thousand demon gods with one axe. I can't compare to the Father God, but I can kill one without any problem, right? Fair Lady saw several great witches whispering, as if they were discussing whether to use an axe or a hammer when encountering the Chaos Demon God.
To say no? That would be like lying with open eyes. A saint like her didn't need to lie at this time. Her original intention was to reduce the witch tribe's overly strong fighting enthusiasm. It's not a bad thing to want to fight, but you can't overestimate your own abilities.

After weighing the pros and cons, she nodded: "Exactly."

Afraid her foolish brother would say something shocking again, she took the initiative and continued at her own pace, "Perhaps in a hundred years, perhaps a thousand years, enemies from outer space will descend upon the prehistoric world. The Chaos Demons are equivalent to saints, and they will bring with them endless chaotic creatures. Chaos creatures are born to fight, but the prehistoric immortals are not good at fighting. I don't want you to throw your lives away lightly, so I have joined forces with an old senior and used my memories to set up a trial field for you to hone your abilities."

She politely made an inviting gesture, and an extremely strong, muscular old man walked in.

"Who is this?" Daji asked Deng Chanyu in a low voice.

"You had no idea about it beforehand? Didn't the Queen tell you?" Deng Chanyu was even more surprised than her.

Daji asked in return, "When Lady Nuwa wants to do something, will she discuss it with you?"

"My teacher is very reckless. Not to mention me, even her corpse-slaying clone doesn't know what she will do next." Deng Chanyu was a little overwhelmed when talking about the salted fish Nuwa.

Daji pursed her lips, meaning to ask, you haven't told me who this muscular old man is yet.

"It's the first Qilin." Deng Chanyu said quietly.

She really didn't expect that Empress Pingxin could have a relationship with Shi Qilin. She looked at the expressions of Dijiang and Xuanming, and guessed that the friendship between Empress Pingxin and Shi Qilin was not deep, but definitely not shallow.

Shi Qilin usually keeps quiet, as if he is lying down and waiting to die, but it turns out he has a hidden trick up his sleeve. These old seniors look dejected, but in fact they should not be underestimated.

The first Qilin only had one incarnation, and even that was with the help of the authority of the authentic saint, Niangniang Pingxin, otherwise his incarnation would not have been able to leave Qilin Cliff.

As a spiritual wizard, Daji did not have the passion to fight to the death. She was a little reluctant to participate in the next activities, but as the only disciple of Empress Pingxin, it would be unreasonable for her not to support her at this time.

While the spiritual wizard was still hesitating, the pureblood wizard Di Jiang stood up first. He kicked over the table and shouted, "Where is the trial field? Let me try it out!"

The corners of Empress Pingxin's mouth twitched twice. "I haven't finished talking yet!" She looked at Xuanming with a sharp gaze, then winked fiercely, meaning, "Hurry up and drag this troublemaker away! Hurry!"
"Brother, calm down and listen to me."

"I can't calm down! I won't listen! When I think of Father God's heroic deeds, I want... No, don't pull me!"

Xuanming first took advantage of the gap between conversations to launch a sneak attack, and the endless ice froze Dijiang. Even though she was the ancestor of ice witch, it was extremely difficult to trap Dijiang. Fortunately, this was not a life-and-death fight, and Dijiang would not fight to the death with his own sister. Many methods could not be used. Xuanming called two burly female warriors of the witch clan and forcibly dragged out Dijiang, who was already half thawed.

The troublemakers were driven away, and Empress Pingxin finally breathed a sigh of relief. These silly brothers in the prehistoric world were really a headache. No matter which one, there was not one that could be relieved.

She coughed lightly before continuing, "The trial field is vast, filled with all sorts of enemies. Winning a battle will earn you a spiritual material from the Underworld. The more victories you achieve, the better the rewards. Magical weapons, spiritual materials, elixirs, and even rare treasures from the prehistoric times are all within the rewards range. Don't worry about the Underworld not being able to provide any rewards. Inheriting the legacy of the former witch clan, the Underworld still has some heritage, and I'm sure they won't let you return empty-handed."

The powerful people were not very interested, and ordinary natural treasures were difficult to attract them. As the protagonists of the ancient prehistoric world, the Wu clan was so wealthy that even the term "rich and powerful" could not describe their wealth.

The demon tribe is also very wealthy, but there are too many of them, so when it comes to each person, the amount left is pitifully small.

The witch clan is more than a hundred times richer than the demon clan.

They prefer magical weapons and like to fight with their bodies. They have little reliance on magic weapons. No one knows how many treasures of the witch clan are piled up in the warehouse of the underworld.

That should be an extremely large number.

The underworld itself is extremely rich, and this time it has brought in the First Qilin to set up a trial field, so it should be able to produce a lot of good things.

Oriental people are more reserved and would not make an exchange list for the immortals to see, as that would seem too utilitarian.

However, if one does not ask clearly, the powerful man’s motivation will still not be sufficient.

Duobao asked the key question on behalf of the other immortals: "May I ask, Your Majesty, what treasure will the final winner receive?"

Empress Pingxin did not say anything, but looked at the muscular old man beside her and motioned him to explain.

Although the first Qilin was only an incarnation, his physical strength was still enormous. When he took a step forward, it was as if a mountain suddenly appeared in front of the immortals.

He said, "When the great god Pangu created the heavens and the earth, Heaven bestowed upon him merits, which were the merits of creation. Although I am not very talented, I know of a place where this merit is located, a place where no life has ever set foot. If there is a destiny, the final winner can take it away."

Ordinary gods and immortals have no idea of ​​the importance of the merit of creating the world. Many of them heard this term for the first time. They looked at each other and found that they didn’t know what the merit of creating the world was specifically used for.

The immortals were talking among themselves, and for a moment the Yama Palace became a little noisy.

Deng Chanyu changed her previous nonchalant attitude, and her voice was extremely clear amidst the noise.

She asked, "Old man, as far as I know, the merits of the creation of the world have already been claimed by someone. Where did yours come from?"

She spoke vaguely, but the few people present, such as Duobao and Zhen Yuanzi, understood what she meant.

Pangu only created the sky once, and his merits in creating the sky are limited, and will only become less and less, not more and more.

As the incarnation of Pangu's primordial spirit, the Three Pure Ones naturally inherited most of Pangu's merits in creating the world. Nuwa, Jie Yin and Zhunti all had their own opportunities and also obtained some merits in creating the world.

(End of this chapter)