The Human Emperor's methods! Veiling the Heavenly Secrets, waiting for the Saints to enter the game!

Time flies, and more than a month has passed since Wen Zhong set out to conquer the Northern Sea.

Within Chaoge City, the oppressive atmosphere brought about by the army's departure gradually dissipated, and the lives of the people returned to peace and order.

That morning, the bells and drums rang out in unison in the Nine Chamber Hall.

Inside the main hall, civil and military officials stood on both sides, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

Di Xin, seated high on his throne, looked down at his ministers with a calm expression, as always.

Civil and military officials reported on local affairs in an orderly manner, mostly auspicious words about abundant rainfall and Five Grains.

Just then, an elderly minister, dressed in a black court robe and with white hair and beard, slowly stepped forward.

It was Prime Shang Rong.

Shang Rong bowed deeply, his voice aged yet steady.

"Your the King, this old minister has something to report."

Di Xin slightly raised his eyes, his gaze falling on Shang Rong's deeply lined old face.

"Please speak, Prime Minister."

Shang Rong bowed deeply, her expression solemn.

"In three days, it will be the fifteenth of March."

"This is the birthday of Nuwa, the Holy Mother of the Human Race."

At this point, Shang Rong paused, his tone now tinged with reverence.

"The Nuwa Clay Creation of Humanity; she is the Holy Mother of the Human Race and has performed great Merit for the Human Clan."

"According to ancestral custom, Your the King should personally lead all civil and military officials to the Empress Wa's Palace to offer incense."

"Firstly, to demonstrate that our Human Clan will not forget the grace of the Saint Mother; secondly, to pray for the prosperity of our Great Shang Dynasty, and for its long reign and favorable weather."

Upon hearing this, the courtiers in the hall echoed his sentiments.

"The Prime Minister is absolutely right!"

"Your the King, please proceed to the Empress Wa's Palace to offer incense!"

"Your the King, please offer incense to show that our Human Clan will never forget the grace of the Saint Mother!"

Asiatic Bi Gan also stepped forward and bowed.

"Your the King, this matter concerns the etiquette and laws of our Human Clan, as well as the reputation of our Great Shang Dynasty. We humbly request Your the King's permission."

Di Xin, seated high on his throne, listened quietly to the discussions below, his face remaining calm and composed.

It's finally here.

I've been waiting for this day, waiting so long that the flowers have almost withered.

Offering incense at the Empress Wa's Palace and composing blasphemous poems...

This was a landmark event that marked the complete beginning of the Investiture of the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.

The Saint went to great lengths to transfer Wen Zhong away, wasn't it all for this day?

If I don't leave, how can you continue this grand show?

Di Xin slowly rose to his feet, his voice majestic and resounding throughout the hall.

"The Prime Minister's words resonate deeply with me."

"The old Prime Minister is absolutely right."

"The Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the Human Race, Merit. As the ruler of the Great Shang Dynasty, I should personally go to worship her to show my sincerity."

With a wave of his sleeve, he made his decision.

"This matter will be handled entirely by the Prime Minister."

"The ceremonial procession and sacrificial offerings must all be of the highest standard, without the slightest negligence."

"It must be handled properly; we must not lose face for our Great Shang Dynasty."

"Three days from now, I will lead all civil and military officials to the Empress Wa's Palace to pray for the prosperity of my Great Shang Dynasty!"

Upon hearing this, Shang Rong smiled with satisfaction and bowed again.

"Your humble servant obeys the imperial decree!"

"This old minister will certainly handle this matter properly and will not fail Your the King's trust!"

Shang Rong the order and withdrew.

The morning assembly thus came to an end.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

The date arrived at March 15th.

On this day, the entire Chaoge City was immersed in a solemn yet festive atmosphere.

Di Xin had already made all the preparations. At the last moment before his departure, Di Xin dismissed all his attendants and stood alone in his Bedchamber.

He slowly closed his eyes.

A thought crossed my mind.

In an instant, the boundless, vast, Purple Gold- gold Human Path Fortune that had enveloped the entire Chaoge City began to circulate wildly at an unprecedented speed.

Like rivers flowing into the sea, they silently converged towards the depths of the palace, towards the Bedchamber where Di Xin resided.

The boundless power of Fortune did not manifest any earth-shattering phenomena.

Instead, it transformed into mysterious runes invisible to the naked eye, quietly imprinting themselves on Di Xin's body, merging into his limbs and bones, and even penetrating deep into his True Spirit.

Human Path Fortune and good fortune bless you!

During this trip to the Empress Wa's Palace, Saint in his True Body will surely descend, and he must use the Human Path Fortune conceal himself.

Otherwise, once the Saint sees through his identity, everything he has done will be in vain.

After doing all this, Di Xin slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he looks no different from before.

But only he himself knew that under the complete cover of Human Path Fortune, even if Saint were to personally appear, he would not be able to see through even the slightest bit of his true nature.

He was Di Xin.

"Bring it on."

"Let me see what other tricks you Saint have up your sleeves."

He turned around and strode out of the bedchamber.

Outside the palace, Huang Feihu was already fully prepared. Upon seeing Di Xin emerge, he immediately knelt on one knee, his voice booming like a bell.

"This humble general pays his respects to Your the King!"

"The carriage is ready; Your the King, please ascend!"

Di Xin nodded slightly and boarded the luxurious royal carriage drawn by six pure white horses.

"Set off!"

With a command given.

Bugles sounded, and war drums beat.

The grand procession, resembling a winding dragon, slowly drove out of the palace and headed towards the Empress Wa's Palace.

at the same time.

The West, Mount Sumeru.

Under the Bodhi Tree, two Dao Body sat facing each other.

Daoist Zhunti slowly opened his eyes, and with a gentle sweep of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand, ripples spread through the space.

He glanced at the Daoist Jieyin beside him, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

"Senior brother, the time has come!"

"Di Xin has already left the palace and is heading towards the Empress Wa's Palace."

"We should also set off now, lest we keep Fellow Daoist Primordial Lord waiting."

Even the usually sorrowful face of the Daoist Jieyin showed a rare hint of emotion at this moment.

He nodded slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through billions of miles of void, landing on Chaoge.

"Good."

"Once today passes, the Fortune the Cheng Tang will surely decline from their peak."

"The Investiture of the Gods Tribulation will begin from here."

"The opportunity for the great revival of our Western Teachings lies in this one move."

As soon as they finished speaking, the figures of the two brothers gradually became illusory amidst the Vast Illusory Light, and finally disappeared completely from Mount Sumeru.

Only the golden lotus in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool remained, swaying gently.

Kunlun Mountain.

Jade Void Palace.

The Yuanshi Tianzun sat upright on a cloud bed, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, it seemed as if stars were being created and destroyed.

His gaze pierced through layers of space and landed directly on the Chaoge procession that was slowly moving forward.

Finally, the camera focused on the most conspicuous royal carriage.

Although separated by an endless distance, he seemed to already see the arrogant Human Emperor who had humiliated him.

"Di Xin..."

The Yuanshi Tianzun Venerable murmured the name, his voice filled with a chilling killing intent.

"You have utterly disgraced our Clarify Sect."

"Today, I will show you what it means for Saint to be insulted."

"Your time on the throne as Human Emperor is up."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Inside the Jade Void Palace, the majestic figure gradually became illusory until it completely disappeared.

Only a faint wisp of Clear Qi lingered in the air, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

The three Saint, without prior arrangement, all Chaoge.

A massive, far-reaching net targeting the Human Emperor has been quietly cast.