The Investiture of the Gods slowly descended, unfurling in the wind to reveal divine names written in indistinct Dao Patterns. Azure light gathered around it like clouds, shifting through myriad forms, as though dragons and phoenixes circled and clustered around it.
Every inch it descended drew countless eyes, from the immortal abodes, Buddhist Pure Lands, and ancient territories of their homelands. They seemed to be on guard against something, or waiting for something.
Gao Lan had already appeared atop the Seal Heaven Platform. He wore the Crown of Equality beneath Heaven and the Xuanhuang Emperor Robe, with the Human Emperor's ancient sword at his waist. He strode like a dragon and a tiger, vigorous and dashing, his aura swallowing myriad worlds.
Rays of light rose from the Seal Heaven Platform, stirring the territory of Great Zhou and drawing forth rumbling tremors from the earth. They coalesced into the four-colored Brocade Mountains and Rivers Map, which spread over the place and cut it off from the immortals and Buddhas. Shao Xuan, Xi E, and the others each held Divine Titles and rode the Boat of Doom, standing guard at his side.
As the Current Human Emperor, Gao Lan hadn't been careless in the slightest. From the very beginning, he had given it everything and made the best arrangements he could!
Then he could do all that was humanly possible and leave the rest to fate!
Though Gao Lan had always been proud and ambitious, with his current cultivation and standing he could only use his position and the prevailing tide he commanded to influence Heaven's Will a little. He could hardly interfere any further.
Knowing when to yield, understanding patience, and recognizing when to strike—that was what made a true emperor.
But he had always been a contradiction, too. There were