The three Dao Ancestors drifted away, leaving only thousands of Devil Gods and Holy Sacrifices in utter disarray.
Every Creation Realm cultivator across the entire Primordial Continent was likewise thrown into confusion.
Regarding the Creation Divine Court and the Investiture of the Gods, countless questions filled their hearts.
Yet the Dao Ancestors gave them no opportunity to ask.
If they could curse, they would have cursed without hesitation.
Weren't these three Dao Ancestors just screwing people over?!
To establish the Creation Divine Court, and to be invested as gods after death—these were absolutely the details that the many Creation Realm cultivators most wanted to know.
How could one be invested as a god after death?
How was one to be invested as a god?!
What would happen after being invested as a god?!
These were the matters all Creation Realm cultivators cared about most. This was an age of great contention; even Devil Gods and Holy Sacrifices were marching out in organized formations. The so-called gods of this world would inevitably suffer heavy losses.
Before today, death was simply death. Other than fighting with all their might, there had been no other choice.
But today, the three Dao Ancestors had given them another choice. At the moment of death, they could loudly call out the Dao Ancestors' names and be invested as gods after death.
One could well imagine the doubts in their hearts.
Yet the three Dao Ancestors had only left behind the method of loudly calling their names, nothing more. How could the others not be anxious?
There were far too many questions involved. There were three Dao Ancestors—which name were they supposed to call? Was there any difference?
And after calling a name, would there be any other consequences, and so on...
The crowd's doubts were simply