Great Rebellion

Tongtian immediately felt dizzy and disoriented.

Heavens!

"Watch your words!"

Tongtian frowned.

Great powers could sense it when their names were spoken, let alone Sages or even the Dao Ancestor.

"It is fine, Master. I have concealed Biyou Palace with a secret art. Only you and I can know what is said within the palace."

Shi Chen spoke with considerable confidence.

Previously, he would not have dared make such a guarantee. After all, as one of the three paths of the Primordial World, the Heavenly Dao represented supremacy within the Primordial World and possessed boundless authority.

But now, he was somewhat confident that he could deceive the Heavenly Dao—no, Heavenly Dao Hongjun!

Hearing Shi Chen's words, Tongtian felt somewhat reassured. Concealing something from the Dao Ancestor sounded fantastical and difficult to believe, yet since the words had come from his own disciple, Tongtian instinctively believed them to some extent.

Tongtian looked at Shi Chen again, his voice carrying a hint of probing. "Disciple, isn't this a little too radical...?"

"Radical? I feel this is the simplest, and least radical, method."

Shi Chen disagreed.

"Then tell me the other plans."

Shi Chen described the plans he had devised to bring the entire Jie Sect safely ashore.

"Imprisoning the Dao Ancestor... shattering the entire Primordial World at any cost..."

Listening to those plans, Tongtian's head began to ache.

What kind of outrageously rebellious ideas were these?!

"Is there no less radical method?"

"Yes. The Jie Sect would have to suffer a little. We send our disciples onto the Investiture List and fill every single vacancy on it, sealing their mouths. Otherwise, this matter is destined not to end peacefully."

A serious expression appeared on Shi Chen's face.

The Investiture of the Gods was unlike anything else. On the surface, it seemed to