"Huh?" Chen Mu looked bewildered, his brows drawing together slightly.
Although Ye Qingcheng had indeed ventured a bold guess earlier that this matter might have something to do with him.
Chen Mu truly hadn't expected that he would actually have a part in it.
That gate really had opened for him...
Up in the sky.
With both hands covering their ears, everyone only dared lower their arms once they were certain the divine voice had stopped.
Some even noticed spots of blood on their palms, and their ears were still ringing.
Then puzzled voices rose from the crowd. "Who is Chen Mu? This Heavenly Gate opened just for him?"
"Is there someone in our Divine Court powerful enough to stand above even the Female Emperor? Someone worth having an Immortal Venerable personally invite him through the Heavenly Gate to receive God Investiture!"
"Chen Mu, Chen Mu? I've never heard of anyone by that name. Could there have been a mistake? Was it Qin Xuanji rather than Chen Mu?"
"Impossible! I heard it perfectly clearly. It was definitely Chen Mu. Besides, is it really that hard to distinguish two syllables from three?"
"Exactly. One person might mishear, and two might mishear, but could an entire crowd all have misheard?"
"So where is he? Why hasn't he come forward to receive his investiture? If he angers the god and brings divine punishment down on us, how could he answer for that crime?"
Everyone clamored over one another.
Every word of their discussion reached Chen Mu's ears.
"How tiresome. Does he really think he's a god?" Chen Mu said, speechless.
He showed no intention of moving.
"Chen Mu! Come forward at once to receive your investiture!" Seemingly losing patience with Chen Mu's prolonged lack of response, the speaker's voice grew noticeably more agitated.