Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace
Golden bricks paved the ground, jade pillars supported the heavens.
Yuanshi sat cross-legged upon a cloud bed, Jade Purity Immortal Light surging around him like a tide.
Below, the Twelve Golden Immortals sat cross-legged.
Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Yunzhongzi, Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren...
All twelve were Quasi-Saints.
At this moment, they looked up at their Master.
Their gazes held anticipation—and unease.
Yuanshi looked at them and fell silent for a moment.
Then he slowly spoke:
"The Investiture of the Gods List and the God-Striking Whip have been entrusted to This Master by the Dao Ancestor."
The instant his words fell, Jade Void Palace abruptly went silent.
The Twelve Golden Immortals' pupils contracted slightly.
The Investiture of the Gods List.
The God-Striking Whip.
The Dao Ancestor had handed these two supreme treasures to their Master?
Did that mean...
The Chan Sect would be the one leading the Investiture of the Gods?
Yuanshi looked at those stunned faces, and a faint smile slowly curved his lips.
The smile was slight, yet it carried a trace of pride he could not suppress.
"From today onwards, the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation shall be controlled by my Chan Sect."
"Those whose names are on the list shall die and have their Dao extinguished, their true spirits entering the list."
"Not even Sages shall be exempt."
His words fell like Eternal Ice.
The Twelve Golden Immortals shuddered from head to toe.
Guangchengzi spoke, his voice hoarse:
"Master, then the Jie Sect..."
Yuanshi raised a hand, cutting him off.
"No matter how flourishing the Jie Sect's Fortune, it cannot surpass Heavenly Dao's Predetermined Number."
"No matter how many Sages the Jie Sect has, they cannot outnumber the names on the Investiture of the Gods List."
"No matter how strong Xuandu is, he cannot