The line of tiny text appeared strangely and suddenly, without a trace of warning. The Stylus for Qin Fen's phone gave an uncanny flash, and the protective talismans and portraits obtained from Dongwang Gong's palace lit up strangely in countless homes.
Invisible ripples began to spread, leaping from one household to another, from one region to another, from country to country, until they covered the entire Earthly Immortal Realm.
The same ripples appeared inside many demon caves. Vast streams of information linked together, weaving an immense network across the Earthly Immortal Realm that enveloped heaven and earth. The shrine in the Food God's home lit up-it held Qin Fen's spirit tablet. The same happened in Du Kang's home. Changes appeared in the homes of countless low-ranking immortals as well, responding to the network in the Earthly Immortal Realm.
Little by little, the ripples spread from the Earthly Immortal Realm up to the Heavenly Court, then stopped abruptly at the edge of the Outer Thirty-Three Heavens. The immense network already covered two-thirds of the Celestial Realm, and the writing on the Heavenly Court's Heavenly Book grew ever clearer.
When Qin Fen shouted about working hard, the tiny text suddenly flashed. Its marks became distinct, as though carved with a blade or chisel, every stroke bold and precise. At the signature, a title flashed and vanished: Dao Ancestor!
Others might not have understood, but Hongjun saw it clearly. "Has Qin Fen already begun unconsciously wielding the Dao Ancestor's power? He's actually begun investing gods!"
That was right-investing gods. The changes to the earth gods' duties made everything clear. Only the power to invest gods could accomplish that, for it represented the laws of heaven and earth.
Investing gods. Hongjun felt sick at heart. That was the Heavenly Dao's authority, yet once Qin