Golden Ao Island, Biyou Palace.
Tongtian sat cross-legged in his secluded cultivation chamber. At the sight unfolding before him, a faint smile curved his lips.
King Zhou had succeeded. The prelude to the great Investiture of the Gods tribulation had fizzled out before it could even begin.
Yin Shang's fortune had suffered no devastating blow and remained immensely powerful. At the very least, it still had over a hundred years of prosperity left.
Under these circumstances, King Zhou of Yin Shang was also a Martial Emperor.
If they tried to launch the great Investiture of the Gods tribulation, Xiqi, backed by the Chan Sect, would certainly be thrashed by Yin Shang on every front.
After all, whether in national strength, reserves of talent, or anything else, Xiqi was at a disadvantage. In fact, Xiqi itself was merely one of Yin Shang's vassal states.
As for the Chan Sect intervening, did they think the Interception Sect was just there for decoration?
Ever heard of ten thousand immortals paying court?
Perhaps the Interception Sect of the past had lacked a supreme Innate Supreme Treasure to anchor its fortune...
But now that it possessed the Eastern Emperor Bell, the Interception Sect truly had nothing to fear from the Chan Sect.
After all, the Eastern Emperor Bell had once been used to anchor the Demon Race's fortune!
The Demon Race had once been the leading power of heaven and earth.
That alone made it easy to imagine just how powerful the Eastern Emperor Bell was.
If the Eastern Emperor Bell could anchor the Demon Race's fortune, the fortune of a mere Interception Sect was nothing at all.
Even Yuanshi's Pangu Banner was a little brother before the Eastern Emperor Bell!
"I'm quite curious. What will you all do now?"
Only after watching King Zhou enter Chaoge Royal City did Tongtian gather his wandering thoughts and speak with a smile.
Then, however, he could not be bothered with the matter any further and simply closed his eyes to cultivate.
After all, he had just obtained ten drops of Pangu's essence blood and was busy refining them. Naturally, he had no interest in such trivial matters.
Since King Zhou of Yin Shang had not fallen for the trap, the great Investiture of the Gods tribulation could not easily begin.
Even as a Sage, Yuanshi could not come up with another way to scheme against King Zhou in such a short time.
Di Xin was the Human King.
Especially now that he was on his guard, how could he be so easy to plot against?
Thus, Tongtian's greatest priority now was to refine Pangu's essence blood as quickly as possible, both to increase his strength and to improve his innate
foundation.
Mount Daluo, Eight Views Palace.
Taishang Laozi had naturally witnessed the scene as well.
To be honest, he looked utterly stunned.
After all, he and Yuanshi had devised this incident at Nuwa Palace together to throw Yin Shang Fortune into disorder.
Yet, to his surprise, it had failed.
How was that possible?
Taishang Laozi excelled at divination, and he had long since calculated that King Zhou would certainly fall for the trap during this visit to Nuwa Palace.
That certainty came partly from Taishang Laozi's calculations and partly from the Heavenly Dao's support.
The great Investiture of the Gods tribulation had been ordained by the Heavenly Dao. No one could change it.
But if Yin Shang did not fall into chaos, the Investiture of the Gods could not begin.
Thus, even though Yin Shang possessed a fortune golden dragon and the human race's supreme treasure, the Kongtong Seal, the Heavenly Dao would still assist Yuanshi.
But...
Why had King Zhou brought the Kongtong Seal with him anyway?
With that Merit Supreme Treasure present, Yuanshi could never succeed.
After all, the Kongtong Seal was the human race's Merit Supreme Treasure. As long as someone carried it, no spell could touch them, and no tribulation aura could descend upon them...
Even Sages like them could do nothing about it.
Although Taishang Laojun was puzzled, he could not be bothered to dwell on it.
After all, Tongtian's destruction of his own Sage Dao Fruit had already left him deeply distressed. Tongtian was his third brother, and their bond stretched back countless Primordial Eras.
Since the great Investiture of the Gods tribulation had nothing to do with him, he naturally had no interest in interfering.
Whether the Chan Sect or the Interception Sect won would depend on their own abilities.
Thus, after reflecting for a while, Taishang Laozi stopped paying attention.
Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, Nuwa Palace.
Ever since the Demon Race's defeat, Nuwa had withdrawn far beyond the Primordial World and established her own sanctuary Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens. She rarely concerned herself with affairs in the Primordial World.
Now that Yin Shang was offering sacrifices to her, she naturally sensed it.
Had ordinary people been making offerings, Nuwa would not have bothered paying attention.
But since it was King Zhou, she spared it a little notice.
When that strange gust first arose, Nuwa had sensed nothing unusual.
But then the Kongtong Seal suddenly unleashed boundless power without anyone controlling it, while Yin Shang's fortune golden dragon erupted as well.
Nuwa instantly realized something was wrong.
Although the approaching great Investiture of the Gods tribulation had thrown the heavenly secrets into chaos, making even Nuwa unable to divine them,
she was no fool. A moment's thought was enough to tell her that a Sage must have intervened.
For what purpose? What else but the great Investiture of the Gods tribulation?
Thinking a step further, it had certainly been done to ruin Yin Shang Fortune.
After all, without Yin Shang Fortune being lost, the great Investiture of the Gods tribulation could not even be contemplated.
But why choose to act at Nuwa Palace, during a sacrifice to her?
Stripped bare, it was nothing more than an attempt to use her.
Then who could it have been?
The great Investiture of the Gods tribulation chiefly involved the Chan Sect and the Interception Sect.
That meant the culprit had to be either Tongtian or Yuanshi!
Tongtian was blunt and straightforward, a complete fool who had actually destroyed his own Sage Dao Fruit over the matter of the Investiture of the Gods List.
He would certainly never do something like this. Besides, with his Sage Dao Fruit already destroyed, he lacked the ability even if he wanted to.
There was no need to name the only one left.
"Yuanshi, you bastard!"
"Once the great Investiture of the Gods tribulation is over, I, Nuwa, will never coexist with you!"
"Just you wait!"
Nuwa was a woman with a fiery temper. Back then, merely because King Zhou had written that poem,
she had sent the Fox Spirit, Pheasant Spirit, and Pipa Spirit of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox lineage down to Yin Shang's Royal Palace, determined to ruin
Yin Shang Fortune.
That alone showed just how petty she could be.
Now that she had suffered such humiliation, how could she swallow it? She immediately roared aloud.
For a moment,
every mighty being in the Three Realms could hear Nuwa's furious roar.
Many powerful figures were currently watching the great Investiture of the Gods tribulation, so naturally, all of them had witnessed what happened in Yin Shang.
At first, they had not understood what exactly had caused that sudden incident in Yin Shang.
But now, after Nuwa's shout, a little thought made everything clear to them.
How amusing!
Deep in their hearts, everyone observed three seconds of silence for Yuanshi.
Tongtian naturally heard the roar too, but said nothing. With a disdainful chuckle, he returned to his cultivation.
Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.
The Primordial Heavenly Venerable's expression was terrible, and his entire body trembled with rage.
He had failed!
But he could not understand why King Zhou, who never brought the Kongtong Seal when he went out, had taken it along this time.
Was his luck really that bad?
His attempt to disrupt Yin Shang Fortune was finished. Now, with Nuwa's roar, he knew all too well that he had incurred another karmic debt to her.
How was he supposed to repay it?
Yuanshi's head ached.
He realized that ever since he had forced Tongtian to sign the Investiture of the Gods List, he seemed to have been plagued by bad luck.
Nothing he tried succeeded. When it came to rotten luck, he took first place.
It was as though eight lifetimes of bloody misfortune had landed on his fucking head.
But this was no time to dwell on the matter of Nuwa. The real question was what to do about the great Investiture of the Gods tribulation.
Yin Shang Fortune remained terrifyingly abundant, without the slightest prospect of decline.
At this rate, the Interception Sect held far too great an advantage.
What could he do?
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