By associating with Nezha, I became the darling of the Chinese gods.

Chapter 12 Offering Incense to Ask for Directions, Only Killing, No Crossing
The red lotus above Wenmiao's head suddenly shone brightly!
The next moment, the red lotus bloomed.

You can smell the fragrance before you see the person.

A rich, cool lotus fragrance slowly wafted out.

A vibrant, overwhelming red instantly filled the entire sky.

As everyone watched, a stunningly beautiful young man in red stepped out from the lotus flower, exuding a murderous aura.

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

The black phoenix unleashed a relentless gale.

Wherever it goes, everything is devoured!

A short while later, the gust of wind reached the vicinity of Wenmiao.

Nezha remained unfazed, stepped forward, and stood firmly in front of Wenmiao.

Compared to the powerful gale, Nezha's slender figure appeared extremely delicate, like a small boat that could be swallowed by giant waves at any moment.

"Danger!"

Seeing this, Su Nan subconsciously spoke up to remind him.

Nezha seemed not to hear, calmly extending his right hand.

The wind... has stopped!
He stopped the gale with a single finger.

Su Nan fell to the ground with a thud.

He stared in disbelief at the scene before him, a rare crack appearing on his usually elegant face.

Time seemed to stand still.

Nezha crossed his arms, holding a red lotus in his fingertips, wearing the Hun Tian Ling (a protective sash), with the Fire-Tipped Spear standing in front of his chest.

The red lotus between her brows was both vibrant and deadly, its beauty bordering on aggressive.

"I've got people under my protection, let's see who dares to touch them!"

A single glance from him revealed an aura of ruthlessness!
The Great God of the Three Altars and the Seas has descended upon this place!
Su Nan stood there, stunned, his expression blank.

Who is this deity? They're so arrogant...

Wen Miao's eyes lit up as she stared at Nezha's retreating figure, her mind filled with only one thought:
Handsome!
We made the right choice in latching onto this powerful figure!
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The proctoring room outside the mock exam room.

Jiang Lin, Ye Changfeng, and the others were all stunned by Nezha's domineering presence.

With a single finger, an evil wind blows—what powerful divine force!
Who is that boy holding a lotus flower...?

"Ahhh!"

Jiang Yu suddenly screamed, his handsome face flushed with excitement, and he grabbed Jiang Lin's sleeve, shouting:
"Commander, it's appeared! That god Nezha has appeared again!"

what? !

Is he Nezha?
Jiang Lin stared intently, took a closer look, and a deep sense of surprise flashed across his eyes.

If he wasn't mistaken, that was the true form of a god!
Wen Miao can actually summon the true form of a god to descend?!

"impossible!"

Ye Changfeng was shocked. "How could Wen Miao, a piece of trash, possibly summon the true form of a god?!"

It's important to understand that even the weakest wild god is not someone that mortals can summon at will!
Even a genius like Su Nan can only draw upon the divine power of the Fire Cloud God at this stage.

It is absolutely impossible to summon the real Fire Cloud God to the interstellar world.

“…That’s right, this must be fake!” Ye Changfeng muttered to himself, unwilling to accept the fact.

After all, how could Wen Miao become so powerful overnight!
"Why is it impossible?" Jiang Yu retorted.

"Wen Miao's mental strength level is SSS-level, which is rare in the entire interstellar space. She is no trash!"

Ye Changfeng's face turned ugly for a moment. He opened his mouth, but could not refute it.

Jiang Yu was right. Although Wen Miao had been crippled for a year, her mental strength level was indeed ridiculously high.

Otherwise, the Federal Theological Seminary would not have made an exception and admitted her.

and many more…

Ye Changfeng frowned as he thought of something and said, "So what if the true form of a god comes?"

“I remember Wenmiao awakened as a Wild God, an S-rank evil species that even Su Nan couldn’t defeat. How could a Wild God not recognized by the pantheon possibly do that?”

"I think that wild god named Nezha might even get eaten whole by the Black Phoenix!"

Jiang Yu pouted and whispered:

"Not always."

Jiang Lin remained silent, his entire attention focused on Nezha.

At this moment, everyone in the proctoring room saw Nezha make a move in the picture and unconsciously fell silent.

——“Bah!”

The black phoenix shrieked to the sky.

The next instant, the red sea of ​​evil within the examination hall was swept up by its power.

To everyone's astonishment, the red seawater mysteriously transformed into scalding lava!
Lava blanketed everyone's heads, and the temperature in the entire examination room rose sharply.

It's so hot...

Without the protection of the Hun Tian Ling, Wen Miao's face turned red from the heat, and sweat poured down her forehead.

Even someone like Su Nan, who had awakened the power of a fire-type deity, was finding it difficult to hold on.

Until the red seawater completely turned into lava.

Suddenly, the phoenix flapped its wings and sprayed the lava from above its head fiercely at Nezha.

Wherever the lava passed, the air itself was distorted!
A glint flashed in the black phoenix's eyes as it glared fiercely at Nezha.

"Wow!"

Those who disobey, die!
"not good!"

Su Nan stood up from the ground and looked at the sea of ​​fire that stretched as far as the eye could see above.

The inferno was so vast that there was no way to escape.

It's doomed now!
When the crisis came, Nezha didn't even lift an eyelid.

He stretched and casually tossed the Red Lotus to Wen Miao, saying, "Time is of the essence, I need to finish this quickly."

As Wen Miao held the red lotus, she felt a cool sensation all over her body, and a fragrance of lotus wafted into her nostrils.

It smells nice and is cool.

Ah, that feels so good...

Wen Miao squinted and couldn't help but hug the 'lotus mini air conditioner' in her arms tighter.

From an angle unseen by Wen Miao, Nezha's figure stiffened almost imperceptibly.

"Wenmiao, don't hug me so tightly!" Nezha gritted his teeth, his voice revealing a rare hint of annoyance.

After saying that, Nezha's Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) began to grow wildly, dispelling the surrounding sea of ​​fire.

The once-impressive sea of ​​fire began to recede.

A young man, his red ribbon fluttering, treads upon a fiery lotus.

Even without his Wind and Fire Wheels, he was still incredibly fast, standing atop the towering waves of fire in the blink of an eye.

Nezha kicked the Fire-Tipped Spear, and using the force of the kick, he grabbed the handle with his right hand, aimed at the Black Phoenix not far away, and shot it like a javelin.

"Whoosh—!"

The fire-tipped spear moved with wide, sweeping motions.

It pierced the sky, cut through the flames, and with astonishing speed pierced the Black Phoenix's neck.

"hiss!"

The black phoenix let out a piercing cry, its massive body pinned firmly to the mountainside by the fire-tipped spear, unable to move.

In just a moment, corrosive blood began to trickle down the ground.

Nezha dodged in a flash.

The next second, he was riding on the head of the Black Phoenix.

The Hun Tian Ling was very clever; it looped around the black phoenix's neck, making it easier for its master to capture it.

Nezha gripped the bird's head with his left hand, while a wisp of crimson flame emerged from his right palm, and he mocked:
"You're so stupid! You think you can burn the people I protect? I'll burn you first!"

After saying that, the Samadhi True Fire in Nezha's palm was as gorgeous as gilded gold, instantly igniting the Black Phoenix's body.

The flames crackled and popped.

"唳, 唳..."

Black Phoenix struggled desperately, but could not break free from the bindings of the Hun Tian Ling.

In the blink of an eye, the black phoenix's feathers were burned to ashes.

The bird looked like a plucked bald chicken, utterly pathetic, and all traces of its previous majesty were gone.

The fire grew larger and larger, and the Black Phoenix let out a wail before dying completely under the Samadhi True Fire.

One shot and he's dead; crisis averted!

Nezha jumped off it, carrying the S-class evil creature in one hand, and looked at Wen Miao:

"Hey, wanna eat some roasted bird meat?"

Wen Miao: ...

The Heavenly God of Slaughter truly lives up to his name!
(End of this chapter)