Xuandu nodded and raised his hand, storing the Investiture of the Gods List and the God-Striking Whip inside the Chaos Bead.
The golden and purple light vanished, leaving only surging purple haze within the cave abode.
"You should go rest."
"You worked hard in this battle."
Jiang Ziya shook his head, his voice low.
"This disciple did not work hard. I merely did what I was supposed to do."
He then turned and stepped out of Soaring Cloud Cave.
His gray-white Daoist robe billowed amid the purple haze, while his straight back gradually receded into the golden light.
Silence returned to the cave abode.
Xuandu stood alone before the cloud couch, watching Jiang Ziya's departing figure and the slowly healing void.
He remained silent for a long time.
Then a streak of Chaos Radiance surged from his palm, transforming into an extremely fine ripple that pierced through space and raced toward the Ninth Heaven.
"Haotian, come to Golden Ao Island and collect your Investiture of the Gods List."
Lingxiao Palace.
Clouds and mist swirled through the magnificent, resplendent halls.
Haotian sat upright upon the dragon throne, his imperial robes hanging down and his crown imposing.
He closed his eyes, sinking his consciousness deep into his Purple Mansion to comprehend the laws and consolidate his foundation.
Suddenly.
His entire body trembled, and his closed eyes snapped open.
A brilliant light burst forth from the depths of his indifferent gaze.
A voice came from beneath the Ninth Heaven, passing through space and the countless restrictions of Lingxiao Palace before landing directly in his ears.
"Haotian, come to Golden Ao Island."
"Collect your Investiture of the Gods List."
Haotian's pupils contracted sharply.
The Investiture of the Gods List? Collect the Investiture of the Gods List?
Xuandu's voice?
Thoughts raced through his mind, and