The God Conferment Golden List, which had still held vast stretches of blank space, blazed with spiritual radiance. Golden patterns flowed across it as countless names appeared one after another and were engraved into place, rapidly filling its empty spaces at a visible pace.
The murderous violent qi over the battlefield abruptly dissipated, replaced by the deathly silence of a settled outcome.
High above in the Sky Dome, the four saints looked down upon the devastated battlefield. Watching the names rapidly fill the Investiture of the Gods, they all broke into brilliant smiles of relief.
The Great Tribulation of Investiture of the Gods had dragged on for endless ages, entangling the auspicious qi of the Three Realms and shackling the paths of Dao of all saints. Today, its outcome was finally settled!
Vast numbers of Interception Sect disciples had met their tribulation and entered the list, filling the overwhelming majority of the Heavenly Dao's god conferment quotas. The few vacancies remaining were nothing to fear.
They all understood that once this battle ended, they needed only to roam the lower realm and casually slay a few Human Race unaffiliated immortals living apart from the world, or cultivators of mortal dynasties. Then they could easily fill every quota and bring the Heavenly Dao's god conferment to complete fulfillment.
The Investiture of the Gods Calamity had stretched across a thousand years and swept through the Three Realms. From this day onward, all saints could pass through it safely, free of further tribulations, their paths of Dao secure.
Only Tongtian, held fast in the void by Taiqing's Dao resonance, felt cold all over as he watched the souls of every immortal under his tutelage enter the Investiture of the Gods. The Biyou lineage had all but withered away.
He had no tears left