Ren watched awkwardly and thought, Damn... Ziwei's subordinates are all ruthless. Ordering them around won't be easy! I have the Spirit of the God-Striking Whip, but I can't reveal it lightly. Looks like it'll take a long time before I can command them!
As Ren thought this, he saw many gods of the Ziwei Department gather behind the Three Xiao, looking united. That would make them even harder for him to deal with!
Time passed, and the Investiture of the Gods was nearing its end.
Jiang Ziya gleamed with golden light, as though he were the most glorious person there.
But everyone knew that glow was merely the calm before the storm, a final splendor before death.
Many knew Jiang Ziya would die after the Investiture of the Gods. Perhaps at the moment it ended, perhaps the next day...
Whenever it happened, Jiang Ziya was certain to die.
Wrapped in golden light, Jiang Ziya solemnly conferred the titles of the gods, yet he could not hide his despair.
He raised the God-Striking Whip, looked up at the sky, and shouted, "Heaven above! Today, I, Jiang Shang, have conferred the titles of all the gods. I ask Heaven to bear witness!"
At his words, seven-colored light flashed across the sky. Then Heaven seemed to fill with golden light, and Merit, familiar to Ren, descended.
Great swathes of Merit fell, divided into pieces, and flew toward the crowd.
Everyone who had taken part in the Investiture of the Gods Calamity and survived received Merit Golden Light.
Even Yun Zhongzi was no exception.
Many absorbed their Merit and immediately grew stronger. Others stored theirs away for later use.
Yang Jian, who had already begun rebuilding his body, drew in Spiritual Qi as soon as the Merit descended and formed his skeleton.
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