"Ding! A mere Investiture of the Gods Scroll dared to harm this young master? Let me show you how powerful my backing is. Mission issued: destroy the Investiture of the Gods Scroll!"
Just as Qin Hong was feeling dejected, the system dropped a bombshell of a mission, one as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
What the hell?
What did you say?
Were you messing with me? Destroy the Investiture of the Gods Scroll? Seriously?
Although Qin Hong had built up some psychological preparation for the system's antics after being hammered by it several times, he was still stunned this time.
You wanted this young master to rush off and die? Destroy the Investiture of the Gods Scroll?
Right under the noses of every Saint in the entire Primordial Era?
How was that any different from telling Hongjun to his face that I was going to kill him?
Deep down, Qin Hong was more than willing to see the Investiture of the Gods Scroll destroyed, but being willing did not mean he had to destroy it himself!
The difficulty was simply too outrageous!
Even if he really did destroy it, would his backing be of any use? Besides, this thing represented the will of the Heavenly Dao and was protected by the power of the Heavenly Dao. Could it really be destroyed so easily?
Qin Hong was already backing down in his heart.
"If the host destroys the Investiture of the Gods Scroll, you may obtain the Ancestral Dragon Remnant Soul. Nurture it, and the Ancestral Dragon may reappear."
"And it will be an Ancestral Dragon that obeys the host completely. Tell him to go east, and he will never go west!"
The system patiently coaxed Qin Hong.
"This system never issues impossible missions. After calculation, the Primordial Chaos Origin Power is sufficient to destroy the Investiture of the Gods Scroll!"
Urged on by the system, Qin Hong turned his gaze toward the glittering gold Investiture of the Gods Scroll.
This was the thing that had utterly ruined the Interception Sect, deciding the final outcome before the tribulation even began.
"Hmph, this young master doesn't know anything about some Ancestral Dragon Remnant Soul. I just don't like the look of this Investiture of the Gods Scroll!"
"It actually dared to harm my Interception Sect and harm my father!"
"Hmph, what use is there in keeping it?"
"Father, what exactly does this Investiture of the Gods Scroll look like? I want to see it too!"
Just as Sect Master Tongtian was about to sign it, Qin Hong smacked his little lips and spoke.
"Hm? What is there to look at? It can't be eaten or used. It's not even as good as a Yellow Middle Plum."
As Sect Master Tongtian spoke, he brought the Investiture of the Gods Scroll before Qin Hong.
Since his son wanted to see it, then he could see it. That was simply how much he doted on his son.
Besides, what trouble could a child possibly cause?
Taking the Investiture of the Gods Scroll from Sect Master Tongtian's hand, Qin Hong examined it closely. Apart from its glittering, nouveau-riche gold exterior, there was nothing unusual about it. Yet within the scroll lay a vast power powerful enough to destroy everything.
"Wow, so this is the Investiture of the Gods Scroll! It's so pretty!"
Qin Hong cried out in surprise, but inwardly, he directly commanded:
"Primordial Chaos Origin Power, manifest!"
Boom!
A powerful force surged forth from the system.
In the blink of an eye, an incomparably powerful, utterly domineering force that spanned past and future enveloped Qin Hong.
In an instant, Hongjun, who sat cross-legged atop his cushion, stiffened and abruptly opened his eyes.
The other six Saints were likewise horrified. They hurriedly pinched their fingers and calculated, trying to find the source.
Then, with a tearing sound, the Investiture of the Gods Scroll in Qin Hong's hands was neatly ripped in half down the middle.
Holy shit!
Everyone stopped breathing.
The Saints were collectively dumbfounded!
Could someone tell me what had happened?
The Investiture of the Gods Scroll had been torn in half???
The Investiture of the Gods Scroll originated from the Heavenly Book.
When Pangu split heaven and earth, the Creation Green Lotus gave birth to the Three Books: the Heavenly Book, held by the Heavenly Dao.
The Earth Book, held by Zhenyuanzi of Mount Shou Five Villages Monastery.
And the Human Book, held by Empress Pingxin of the Underworld, who was Houtu, the sole surviving member of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
The Heavenly Book had always remained in the hands of the Heavenly Dao and had never appeared in the world. Now that the third tribulation had arrived, it had transformed into the Investiture of the Gods Scroll and emerged.
It could be said that the Investiture of the Gods Scroll itself was an unparalleled treasure. Even if it was not an Innate Supreme Treasure, it was still a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure and extremely difficult to damage.
Even Saints would find it difficult to damage a Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure without making a major effort.
Yet now, the Investiture of the Gods Scroll had been directly torn in half in the hands of Qin Hong, a little fellow who had only recently been born?
This was far too absurd!
At this moment, within Zixiao Palace.
The atmosphere was extremely strange and utterly silent. The upper echelons of the entire Primordial Era had gathered here, yet not a single person spoke.
There was no helping it. They had seen and endured great storms before, but the scene before them was simply too shocking.
The silence was eventually broken. Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning spoke in an exceptionally harsh tone:
"Tongtian, is this your son?"
"Can't you discipline him at all?"
"Look at the good thing he's done!"
"The Investiture of the Gods Scroll has been destroyed. What are we supposed to do now?"
"The teacher forged the Investiture of the Gods Scroll to safely pass through the tribulation. But now that it has been destroyed, even if disciples of the Three Sects die, their primordial spirits cannot enter the scroll. What enormous karmic slaughter will this bring?"
Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning had previously been humiliated by Qin Hong. Now that he had finally found such a perfect opportunity, he naturally pressed Sect Master Tongtian and Qin Hong down as viciously as possible.
He had always been ruthless and vicious, willing to disregard anyone for his own interests. Even if Qin Hong was his own nephew, it made no difference.
Now that Qin Hong had made a mistake and had been caught in his grasp, it was the perfect chance to attack. Ideally, he could send him straight back into his mother's womb.
"Teacher... the Investiture of the Gods Scroll..."
"What should be done now..."
"With the Investiture of the Gods Scroll destroyed, countless living beings will suffer!"
"Alas, the Primordial Era is plagued by so many calamities!"
Unlike Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, Zhunti and Jieyin were clearly operating on a much higher level. The two spoke one line after another, every sentence invoking the sentient beings of the Primordial Era, yet every sentence sought to leave Qin Hong dead beyond all hope.
They truly were exemplary sanctimonious hypocrites.
Meanwhile, Qin Hong was examining his reward.
Within the space lay a massive egg covered in Innate Dao patterns. Blood energy churned around it, and faint dragon roars could be heard from within.
Qin Hong could clearly see a wisp of remnant soul sleeping at the center of the egg. Though it had yet to awaken, it only felt slightly weaker than his father.
"An Ancestral Dragon Remnant Soul... If I can raise it, then in time, it will become another existence at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm!" Qin Hong calculated inwardly.
The Ancestral Dragon had already reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm. There was no need for him to cultivate again; he only needed to proceed step by step.
"Haha, then this young master will have a bodyguard at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm. Mm, that feels great..."
Withdrawing his thoughts from the system, Qin Hong looked at the situation before him and considered how to break the deadlock.
Zhunti and Jieyin were still taking turns spouting nonsense to Hongjun. Heavenly Lord of Morality continuously pinched his fingers, calculating without pause, while Nuwa shifted her lotus steps and moved several paces away to avoid being dragged into the mess.
Sect Master Tongtian was also utterly shocked, but after his shock passed, he directly drew the Qingping Sword from his back, shielded Qin Hong behind him, and gently said:
"Hong'er, you... how did you destroy the Investiture of the Gods Scroll?"
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