There was also Hou Yi's valor as he drew his bow and shot down the Nine Suns;
Kuafu's devotion as he chased the blazing sun and drank rivers dry;
Jingwei's unyielding determination as she carried stones to fill the sea, back and forth without rest...
These divine manifestations were not static, but flowed and transformed like water.
Every scene contained the immense Power of Heaven and Earth, inspiring awe the moment one looked upon it.
Bibi Dong stared at the countless wondrous visions shifting across the scroll, her eyes filled with shock. Even her breathing unconsciously slowed.
She had personally experienced the Rakshasa God's divine power, but before this Investiture of the Gods...
The Rakshasa God's power, which had once seemed overbearing to her, appeared so tiny that it was like a mere drop in the ocean.
"What is this..."
She could not help speaking, her voice carrying a faint tremor that was difficult to detect.
"This is the Investiture of the Gods." Su Yu's fingertip lightly brushed the edge of the scroll. "It can record the God Positions of the world."
"If a god who passed down a God Position has already died, the Investiture of the Gods can forcibly record the God Position they left behind within itself."
"The Rakshasa God Inheritance within you is merely the inheritance guided by a remnant strand of the Rakshasa God's Divine Sense after her fall."
"And this Investiture of the Gods can record the Rakshasa God Inheritance within it at any time, bringing your Rakshasa God Trial to an end."
Bibi Dong's pupils constricted, and her heart began to race uncontrollably.
"Really... can it?"
she asked softly, her tone filled with disbelief.
Su Yu raised the Investiture of the Gods slightly. The golden light on the scroll grew even gentler, illuminating