The Investiture of the Gods Emerges

Dao Ancestor Hongjun slowly opened his eyes.

His indifferent gaze fell upon Haotian. After all, Haotian had once been his attendant; the moment the boy so much as twitched his backside, Hongjun knew exactly what he wanted...

But Dao Ancestor Hongjun did not speak.

He simply waited for Haotian to air his grievances!

The Investiture of the Gods Tribulation was about to begin.

He could not be the one to initiate it. There had to be a legitimate reason, and Haotian's arrival was the best possible excuse!

Haotian had followed Dao Ancestor Hongjun for a long time and knew that Hongjun had always been this aloof, so he was not afraid at all. He quickly stepped forward, performed a grand bow, and began pouring out his troubles.

He spoke of how difficult his reincarnations had been!

He spoke of how little say he had in the Heavenly Court...

In short, Haotian was living a thoroughly miserable life. Dao Ancestor, please take pity on his past service and lend him a hand, would you?

Even a little something slipped through your fingers would do!

Yet no matter how Haotian performed, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's expression did not change in the slightest, as though he had long since seen through Haotian's intentions. In the end, Haotian said helplessly:

"Master, Haotian came to beg you before, and you always said the time was not right. But now the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have all attained the Dao, and even the Human Clan has changed dynasties..."

"When will this opportunity finally come?"

Only then.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's expression shifted slightly.

"So be it..."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun sighed softly, then pointed beneath him at the sea of Heavenly Dao origin. With a crash, boundless mystic light bloomed and surged into the depths of the sea