Chapter 381: Dragon Clan on the List
The Four Dragon Kings heard the sound and looked over.

Suddenly the dragon's body shook violently, and ghosts of the dead rushed out.

The person who came had eyes like stars, it was Yang Jian.

"True~True~"

Ao Guang wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.

Yang Jian found this place quietly, so even if he tried to explain himself, it was useless.

Yang Jian rode the water and fell into the trench. He looked at the huge black iron rod under his feet. It was covered with corals, seaweed and rocks. If you didn't pay attention, you would think it was just an ordinary stone pillar in the sea.

"Is this thing the Dinghai Shenzhen?"

"True Lord has a keen eye. Originally, this Dinghai Magic Needle stabilized the waves of our East China Sea, making it peaceful and famous. Previously, True Lord performed a ritual, and this Dinghai Magic Needle could not resist and fell down. If it can be propped up, the East China Sea will be calm."

Ao Guangdao.

Yang Jian's guess was confirmed, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, you all should disperse and I will give it a try."

The four dragon kings immediately came down from the Dinghaishenzhen, crowded aside, waiting to see Yang Jian make a fool of himself.

"True Lord, this iron pillar can be big or small, as big as the pillar of heaven, as small as Mount Sumeru, and can be heavy or light, as heavy as the three mountains and four seas, as light as a feather. Although it cannot be blessed by force at present, its weight is like the five mountains. No one in my Four Seas Dragon Clan can refine this kind of divine iron, so it is difficult to do anything with it. If True Lord can refine it, I think he can easily set it up."

Ao Guang was worried that Yang Jian would not be able to lift it and would get angry out of embarrassment, so he hurriedly explained.

“No need to refine.”

Yang Jian responded casually.

Then he stretched out his hands and slammed the iron pillar hard.

"Boom~"

A dull sound spread out.

Immediately afterwards, the corals and shellfish that had adhered to the iron pillar over the years were immediately peeled off, revealing their original appearance.

Tens of thousands of golden rays shot out, the clouds were bright and the auspicious air was overwhelming.

The next moment, Yang Jian raised one end of the iron rod and exerted force with both hands: "Get up!"

Raise it suddenly above your head.

Ao Guang's expression suddenly changed, and he took a breath of cold sea water: "It really is divine power!"

Then, Yang Jian used the magic of heaven and earth, and his whole body suddenly swelled up. He lifted the Dinghai Shenzhen higher and higher, until finally, it stood completely upright.

The waves that were originally reverberating in the East China Sea were eliminated on time.

"Your Majesty is very powerful. This matter is settled."

Ao Guang shouted.

But he found that Yang Jian did not respond to him, but frowned as if there was something unresolved.

When Yang Jian saw the Dinghai Shenzhen just standing there, he felt something was wrong.

Reach out your hand and press it, and the Dinghai Shenzhen will shake.

Standing like this is a bit unstable and may fall down at any time.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's huge body moved. He stretched out his hands to hold the iron rod, picked it up directly, and then, smashed it down with force. The Dinghai Shenzhen immediately sank nearly a hundred feet under the seabed.

The noise was so loud, like an undersea earthquake.

Ao Guang's face turned pale. The noise was so violent that he knew without guessing that the Dragon Palace that had just been cleaned up was about to collapse again.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand and pushed the Dinghaishen Needle, only to find that it did not move at all and was much more stable than before.

He nodded with satisfaction, put away his magical powers, and his body transformed to normal size.

"Is the Dragon King satisfied with this?"

"Satisfied! Thank you for your kindness, Master Zhenjun. With your help, this Dinghai Magic Needle will surely be stable for ten thousand years, protecting our East China Sea, nourishing thousands of aquatic creatures, and the creatures of Dongsheng Shenzhou who make a living in the sea."

Ao Guang forced a smile and said stiffly.

"Ten thousand years of indestructibility?"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, thinking of the new blessed land on the shore of the East China Sea, and said casually: "Not necessarily." Ao Guang was shocked and wanted to ask more, but Yang Jian waved his hands and avoided the question.

Afterwards, Ao Guang prepared a feast in the Dragon Palace with all kinds of delicacies and filled glasses with coconut milk and grape syrup to entertain Yang Jian.

After a long banquet, Ao Guang saw that Yang Jian never mentioned the matter of Conferred God, so he put his worries aside.

Perhaps Yang Jian felt guilty for disturbing the East China Sea, or perhaps he simply forgot about it. This is a good thing for the dragon clans of the four seas.

The three sea dragon kings drank more wine and became bolder. They asked Yang Jian, "Your Majesty is really powerful. I heard that your Majesty learned from the Golden Spirit Holy Mother and inherited the Lingbao Great Celestial Venerable's teachings, as well as the 72 transformations of the Saint Nuwa. We have never seen this superior method, nor have we experienced the true essence of the Xuanmen Sect. Can you show us a few?"

"You guys want to see me perform?"

Yang Jian asked.

Ao Guang shuddered for no reason and cursed hurriedly, "The True Lord is a congenital god who is connected to the Heavenly Emperor by blood. How noble is your status? You three old things, why don't you look in the mirror? How dare you let the True Lord perform for you? Only monkeys like to show off. Hurry up and slap your mouth, otherwise I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the True Lord."

As he said this, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to slap everyone in the face.

"Hey~"

Yang Jian spoke up to stop them and stood up: "The three Dragon Kings are sincere in their pursuit of the Tao, so there is no reason to blame them. Even if my master, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, knew about this, she would agree with him. After all, if we are teaching the Tao and imparting knowledge, we cannot show off. It would be like walking in the night in fine clothes, sweeping away the hidden things and cherishing ourselves!"

The three dragons shouted in response, "Good Master, please perform your magic quickly so that we can learn more."

"Then it's as you wish! Look carefully, this is the seventy-two transformations of the goddess Nuwa."

Yang Jian leaped into the main hall of the Dragon Palace and displayed his transformations.

He transformed into men, women, young and old, tigers, leopards, wolves, birds, beasts, and all kinds of ancient and strange species, and even transformed the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon.

The many sons and grandsons of the dragon who were watching in the hall cheered in unison.

By the end, Yang Jian seemed to have exhausted all his transformations.

I couldn't think of a change for a long time.

"Master, why haven't you changed? Have you run out of transformations?"

A voice asked.

"Don't worry, there is one last change that will definitely surprise you."

"What a change, what a change, what a change!"

The voices in the hall shouted in unison.

Yang Jian did not refuse. He turned around and turned into a golden scroll.

"What is this? It's just a scroll. What's so surprising about it?"

A voice asked.

"Let's open it and try."

The Four Seas Dragon Kings came closer and stretched out their dragon claws.

In an instant, the scroll unfolded, revealing images of mountains and rivers.

The mountains, rivers, and seas looked very familiar to the Four Seas Dragon Kings. Ao Guanglong's eyes widened as he pointed to a certain direction: "Isn't this the East China Sea? The island over here must be the blessed mountain that the True Lord just built."

"It is really mysterious that the primitive land can be printed on the scroll without any error!"

The scroll continued to unfold, and the other Dragon Kings stared downwards.

Suddenly, they found a line of small words on the top of the scroll. They were so thin and small that they took a lot of effort to decipher them.

They couldn't help but squint their eyes and look carefully.

"God List!"

The moment these three words were recognized, the faces of the Four Dragon Kings turned pale.

"How am I changing?"

A voice sounded.

The creatures in the hall looked up and found that Yang Jian had sat on Ao Guang's throne at some point, with his legs crossed and looking over with interest.

Ao Guang bowed deeply, knowing that he had no chance of escaping. "Your Majesty's supernatural power, we are convinced. Since our Four Seas Dragon Clan has entered the Heavenly Court long ago, our names should be on the Conferred God List."

(End of this chapter)