A Sage had fallen, and all living beings wept!
In the blink of an eye, the sky over the Primordial World turned blood-red. Blood-colored lotuses and violent, unnatural phenomena appeared across the heavens, while an aura of destruction pressed down upon the Ten Thousand Races.
Oppressive and terrifying!
Within the Heavenly Dao Origin, two points of light gradually grew brighter.
They were Sect Master Tongtian and Saint Zhunti. Both had lost all consciousness and fallen into a coma, instinctively absorbing the Heavenly Dao Rules to restore their bodies, souls, and True Spirits.
It would take at least a thousand years for them to be reborn through reincarnation.
But what would the Primordial World be like by then?
Neither of them would know!
Above the Chaos Green Lotus, Old Master Taiqing gazed at the blood-red sky. Even his usually unruffled expression showed a ripple of emotion.
When Sect Master Tongtian fell, his heart had clenched.
Though his soul had been entrusted to the Dao and he was immortal, Old Master Taiqing still couldn't help worrying about Sect Master Tongtian. Deep in his heart, a trace of brotherly affection remained!
He simply couldn't bring himself to speak of it!
"The decisive battle between the Sages is over. The Investiture of the Gods Tribulation can be considered finished as well!"
"Next comes the investiture of the gods!"
Dong Wanggong said to the others. Then he sipped Spirit Wine and nectar, resting his head on Pingxin's thigh while Fuyyao Fairy gently massaged his legs with both hands.
What could possibly be more blissful?
"Actually, if the Human Teachings, Interception Sect, Chan Sect, and Western Teachings had filled the Investiture of the Gods List back at Zixiao Palace, there would never have been any so-called Investiture of the Gods Tribulation."
"Now the Chan Sect and