Yang Jiao was clearly taken aback as well. His tiger-like eyes widened, and he froze for a moment.
Yang Jian gently gave him a push and said in a low voice, "Big Brother, they're calling you."
Only then did Yang Jiao come back to his senses. He hurried forward with great strides, his voice booming like a great bell.
"Yang Jiao is here!"
His response came from deep within his dantian, shaking the surrounding clouds into turbulent motion.
With the gait of a dragon and tiger, he reached the foot of the Investiture Platform in the blink of an eye and cupped his hands toward Shen Gongbao in salute.
Only then did the immortals notice that, after being tempered by Zhou Mountain's Dao Rhyme, Yang Jiao's blood and qi surged around him like dragons, several times stronger than before.
The immense power of his physical body made even the immortals and gods standing nearby feel their hearts tremble.
Shen Gongbao nodded in satisfaction, unfurled the Investiture of the Gods, and proclaimed loudly.
"By decree of the Heavenly Dao, Yang Jiao is hereby appointed Heavenly King of Mount Zhen, and also Grand Marshal of Mount Zhen. He shall enjoy third-rank merit and fortune from the Heavenly Court. He shall command the mountains of the Three Realms, govern the Earth Veins and Dragon Qi, and safeguard the mountains and Earth Veins of the Three Realms."
The gathered immortals all sucked in a breath.
Good heavens, third-rank merit and fortune?!
One had to know that, in the current Heavenly Court, divine offices and their fortune were divided into nine ranks. These ranks not only represented status, but also determined the actual salaries and benefits of the immortals and gods.
The ninth rank was the lowest, while the first rank was the highest.
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