As Zhang Qi's words fell, an eerie silence descended over the scene.
The expressions on the Central Continent Team members' faces turned exceedingly strange in an instant.
It was not surprising that this world contained relics left behind by the Yellow-Skinned Saints.
After all, this was Mount Shu, a place that genuinely had flying swords and immortals. Dig up any patch of ground, and one might uncover the cave dwelling of some ancient great power.
But the problem was... the Investiture of the Gods?
"The Investiture of the Gods? Wait—don't tell me it's the Investiture of the Gods I'm thinking of?"
Zheng Zha was the first to lose his composure. He scratched his head, his face clearly saying, "Are you messing with me?"
Scenes from the TV dramas he had watched as a child surfaced in his mind: Jiang Ziya calling forth his generals atop the Investiture Platform before heading to the Heavenly Court to become a glorified employee.
"That's right. That very Investiture of the Gods.
In ancient times, a war broke out between the Eastern cultivator faction and the Saints.
To fight against Saints whose individual combat power far surpassed imagination, and to solve the problem once and for all, the great powers of the cultivator civilization joined forces to create an—ultimate causality weapon—"
Zhang Qi explained.
"Hold on, hold on. I know the plot of Investiture of the Gods, but what the hell is a causality weapon?
Isn't the Investiture of the Gods a treasure used to imprison the primordial spirits of those whose names are listed on it?"
Zheng Zha asked in confusion. The original story's Investiture of the Gods had no such function.
"No, it did.
The Investiture of the Gods itself was a treasure created to counter the Great Investiture Tribulation. Those whose names