"The selection for the Investiture of the Gods World of First Level God Kings has ended. The top ten have been chosen."
The ethereal voice of the Investiture of the Gods World's administrator rang in the gods' ears and echoed through the empty world.
As his words faded, countless peaks of Investiture Mountain began to blur, then dissolved like phantoms. In the end, only ten towering peaks remained before them, standing like colossal pillars that held up heaven and earth.
Atop each peak stood a figure with a vast, imposing aura.
The gathered God Kings looked up at those ten magnificent figures, their eyes filled with awe and longing, along with envy they could barely hide.
These ten had fought their way out of the nine great powers of the Chaos Sea and through countless God Kings. They were true Supremes of the Same Level.
Whether or not they obtained the ultimate opportunity in the Legacy Ground, their names would spread far and wide after today.
In time, they would reach heights other God Kings could scarcely imagine.
"The soul imprints of you ten have been recorded. In three years, go to the Legacy Ground in the ruins of the Fifth God Kingdom. Your imprints will grant you entry."
The administrator kept his words brief.
Before anyone could dwell on them, he sent them all out of the Investiture of the Gods World.
Maintaining the Investiture of the Gods World consumed vast amounts of divine power every moment. With so many God Kings watching the battles, the cost was even more staggering.
Jiang Ping An opened his eyes again, a faint trace of disappointment on his face.
He had thought he might fight Jun Changge's projection, see which of them was stronger, and measure the gap between himself and a