When Tongtian's words fell, Laozi opened his eyes.
Those withered hands slowly rose.
Then slowly fell.
Rose.
Fell.
Repeated several times.
Yet in the end, they did not land upon the list.
Yuanshi gritted his teeth, Jade Purity Immortal Light surging like a tide.
He looked at the Investiture of the Gods List, at its blank surface.
A bone-chilling cold welled up in his heart.
Once signed, one's name would appear upon it.
Those on the list would die and have their Daos destroyed, their True Spirits entering the list.
Even Sages could not escape it.
Eons upon eons of cultivation would turn to nothing in a single day.
He did not dare.
Jieyin quietly proclaimed a buddhist chant, his voice steeped in sorrow.
Zhunti kept his head lowered, both hands trembling like a sieve.
Nuwa looked at the list, terror surging in her eyes like a tide.
She had died once.
She knew what that felt like.
She did not want to die a second time.
Tongtian looked at the Five Saints, the mockery at the corner of his lips deepening by several degrees.
"None of you dare?"
"Then this disciple will go first."
As his words fell, he raised a hand.
Within his palm, a Sword Light condensed into form.
Immortal-Slaying Sword Intent.
Unmatched in sharpness.
He used Sword Intent as his brush and his True Spirit as ink.
Upon the Investiture of the Gods List, he wrote two characters.
Tongtian.
The characters were forceful and vigorous, Sword Intent awe-inspiring.
Golden light burst forth across the surface of the list.
The two characters Tongtian were firmly branded upon it.
Laozi's pupils contracted.
Yuanshi's facial expression changed drastically.
Jieyin Zhunti abruptly raised their heads.
Nuwa cried out in shock.
Tongtian... had really signed it?
He had truly signed himself