Nail in the Flesh?

The atmosphere in the Main Hall suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Starlight streamed through the dome onto the Investiture of the Gods light screen, stretching and intertwining the shadows of the three figures.

The flushed impatience on Ye Tai's face had yet to fade. He was forcing his eyes wide open, his large face nearly pressed against the light screen, utterly incredulous.

A Titled General!

How long had he struggled back then to ascend the Investiture of the Gods?

Seven hundred thousand years? Eight hundred thousand? Or a million years?

Too much time had passed; he could no longer remember clearly.

And Li Qingshan...

A mere eight years!

He had only been under Ye Tai's command for eight years, and Ye Tai had even deliberately assigned him to the [Sinking Iron Barrier]. Li Qingshan, who had just been called in to answer for his actions.

And now, he was on the same level as him?!

Beside them, Zhihui smiled faintly as he watched the stunned young man with interest, seemingly wanting to see how he planned to argue his way out of this.

Except...

"I... improved again?!"

There was no arguing, only a sigh that was half delight and half helplessness!

Li Qingshan sighed and shook his head, unsure what expression he should wear.

This "improvement" had come far too suddenly, rendering the many excuses he had prepared meaningless!

The [Human Race God-Sealing List] had been established based on the [Cosmic Demon Sealing Record]. Its account of the battle at the Evil Horn Ancestral Land had clearly been copied from the Demon Sealing Record. The evidence was ironclad!

Moreover, the old man who had come knocking could appear before him and Ye Tai without either of them noticing, and could even alter the Investiture of the Gods. His identity