Back when the Investiture of the Gods was decided at Purple Cloud Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had stood up for Haotian. Its significance went far beyond merely filling the Heavenly Court's ranks of righteous gods.
One had to know that beneath the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Court was destined to occupy the orthodox position. This was the decree of fate!
Everyone's hearts tightened at those words.
Yes, without them realizing it, the Heavenly Court had already begun to rise.
And behind all of it, Jiang Yun's shadow seemed to be present.
Yunxiao's beautiful eyes shifted, filled with admiration. "Junior Nephew Jiang has always planned three steps ahead after taking one step—sometimes even ten!"
"Since he accepted this divine position, he must have had far-reaching considerations."
"He plans ahead and seizes the initiative at every turn! Whether it is the Underworld or the Heavenly Court, he has placed pieces on the board for our Interception Sect in advance."
"No wonder Master values him so highly, even entrusting him with the Green Duckweed Sword and allowing him to exercise the authority of the vice sect leader!"
Holy Mother Golden Spirit nodded as well. "Indeed. With Junior Nephew Jiang here, our Interception Sect may not be unable to gain the upper hand in this Investiture of the Gods Calamity!"
"Right."
Daoist Duobao suddenly recalled something and looked around. "Where is Junior Nephew Jiang now? Such joyous news calls for congratulations in person."
Yunxiao smiled faintly and pointed toward Listening Wave Cliff. "I heard from Water-Fire Boy earlier that Junior Nephew Jiang did not return to the Heavenly Court after coming back."
"He is currently in Junior Sister Shi Ji's cave residence, temporarily in seclusion!"
"He said he had reached a critical point in his cultivation and was preparing to break through to the