Any More?
The sound of reading aloud still echoes in the sky.
The hundreds of illusory figures of All Saints and Sages of Old stood silently before the vast scroll, radiating Vast Righteous Qi that had endured through the ages.
Their gazes, as if they were tangible, fell upon the deep blue figure standing with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, Qi Yun's eyes remained completely calm.
He cradled this newborn treasure in one hand, feeling the indescribable tremor emanating from his palm.
It was this newly created Investiture of the Gods of the Gods scroll that instinctively yearned upon sensing the hundreds of illusory souls emanating the aura of Great True Person Immortals ahead!
The desire was so intense that Qi Yun, holding his hand, could feel it almost slipping out of his grasp.
A tremendous force that can shake the heavens!
Its self-proclaimed name points directly to those hundreds of All Saints and Sages of Old!
Qi Yun lowered his eyes slightly, gazing at the golden scroll of scrolls shimmering with bright yellow light in his palm, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Don't rush."
He spoke softly.
"Your strength is not enough."
"Let me—"
He paused slightly, then flipped his palm over. "To add another ray of light for you."
The moment the words fell, a mysterious and profound magical light suddenly appeared in Qi Yun's right palm!
That light was completely different from the bright yellow killing intent of [Immediate Execution by Beheading].
It is gentle, vast, and inclusive, containing the ultimate artistic conception of the ceaseless Creation of all things!
As the light shifts, faint shadows of sprouting vegetation, rising and setting sun and moon, forming mountains and rivers, and the proliferation of all living things can be seen.
That is the manifestation of Creation itself, the ultimate principle of the creation of heaven and earth and all things from nothing to something, and from something to prosperity!
[Creation Begetting Life!]
This is the supreme method that Qi Yun extracted and comprehended after refining the supreme Supreme Dao Foundation of the Crown Prince of Southern Yin!
The [Imperial Supreme Creation Dao Foundation] cultivated by the Crown Prince of Southern Yin inherently contains the fundamental meaning of "Creation all things and governing mountains and rivers".
In stark contrast to the ultimate killing power of the [Supreme Sovereign Mystic Firmament Dao Foundation], the [Immediate Execution by Beheading and Creation Begetting Life] can elevate all tangible and intangible existences to the limit of the holder's rank!
Qi Yun raised his eyes, looking at the mysterious and profound light in his palm, at the newly formed Investiture of the Gods of the Gods, and at the hundreds of phantom images of All Saints and Sages of Old in the sky.
"With my [Heaven-Piercing Immortal Aspect] enhancement, I can upgrade the version of the Law Technique to the limit of my current rank."
He murmured to himself, the light in the depths of his azure-gold eyes growing ever brighter. "And [Creation Begetting Life] can influence the quality of Law Treasure..."
"Elevate me to the limit of my status!"
"Under such circumstances—"
He held the Investiture of the Gods of the Gods in both hands, the radiant light of Creation Begetting Life in his palms slowly pressing it towards the scroll. "Now it is complete."
"[Investiture of the Gods]!"
"Boom-!!!"
The instant the light touched the figure, an indescribable roar suddenly erupted between heaven and earth!
That was not thunder, nor a landslide, but the very Dao itself trembling!
The entire sky trembled violently at that moment!
The mysterious and profound [Creation Begetting Life] light in Qi Yun's palm seeped into the Investiture of the Gods like flowing water, completely merging with the bright yellow banner, the blue lotus imprint, and the countless solemn and solemn phantom souls!
The next moment -
A beam of white light shot into the sky from the figure!
The white light was so pure and intense that it seemed to have gathered the source of all light in the world!
It pierced through the sky and clouds, shooting straight into the highest dimension in the the Unseen, as if to imprint the existence of the Investiture of the Investiture of the Gods on the deepest part of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth!
Amidst the white light, five auspicious colors simultaneously burst forth!
Red, orange, cyan, blue, and purple light intertwine and flow, surrounding the banner in a dazzling rainbow!
Wherever the rainbow light passed, the void trembled slightly, as if paying homage to this newly born treasure!
Beyond the five-colored auspicious light, black and white energies surged forth simultaneously!
The white mist rose clear and bright, while the black mist sank and descended, the two energies intertwining and swirling, creating a clear distinction between Clarity and Turbidity around the figure.
The primordial scene of Yin and Yang giving birth to each other!
Within the scene, it seemed as if the profound Daoist principles of the beginning of heaven and earth and the creation of all things were flowing!
And at the very depths of these wondrous phenomena—
One by one, emerald green tadpole-shaped runes quietly appeared!
Those runes were extremely small, so small that they were almost indistinguishable to the naked eye; yet they were also extremely clear, so clear that every witness could feel the terrifying pressure contained within them, a pressure that shook the souls of the world!
They swam slowly around the body of the tablet, like living beings. With each movement, they caused the Principle of all the soul paths in the world to resonate with them!
Those are the fundamental Dao patterns of the Investiture of the Gods!
That is the Heavenly Law, specifically designed to target all souls, spirits, and Primordial Spirit!
Holding the Investiture of the Gods, Qi Yun felt the terrifying power emanating from his palm, more than ten times stronger than before, and the smile on his lips slowly widened.
He slightly raised his eyes.
Those vast, azure-gold eyes calmly swept across the hundreds of illusory All Saints and Sages of Old still standing silently in the sky.
Then, he slowly began to speak.
The voice, though not loud, was like a decree of the Great Dao, clearly reaching the "ears" of every All Saints and Sages of Old: "The Investiture of the Gods is here."
He paused slightly, then raised the Investiture of the Gods in his hand. "You all..."
"Hurry up and get on the list to receive your official appointment!"
The moment the words fell!
The world was utterly silent.
The sound of reading aloud came to an abrupt halt.
The hundreds of illusory figures of All Saints and Sages of Old trembled slightly at the same time.
Then something strange happened!
Those hundreds of figures, as if drawn by invisible threads, began to drift slowly and involuntarily toward the Investiture of the Gods the Gods scroll in Qi Yun's hand!
It's not a struggle, not a resistance, but a more primal, irresistible attraction!
It was as if that scroll of the Investiture of the Gods was their final destination; it was as if the place illuminated by the bright yellow light of that scroll was the place of rest they had finally found after countless ages!
"Um?!"
The Confucian King Huangfu Qianqiu's expression hardened, and he quickly formed hand seals to activate the ancient scroll in his palm!
The ancient scroll shone brightly, and countless golden characters poured out like a waterfall, transforming into thick, majestic chains that attempted to entangle the figures of the departing All Saints and Sages of Old!
However, the moment those chains touched those figures, they passed right through them as if they were touching something invisible, vanishing into the void!
Those figures are still drifting away.
He ignored Huangfu Qianqiu's urging, ignored the pull of the ancient scroll, and ignored all his methods!
It was forcibly absorbed by that scroll of the Investiture of the Gods!
One, two, ten, twenty...
The hundreds of phantom images of All Saints and Sages of Old, exuding the aura of Great True Person, flowed like rivers into the sea, disappearing one by one into the bright yellow scroll of the Investiture of the Gods!
With each entry into the Investiture of the Gods of the Gods, the light on the Investiture of the Gods intensifies, the five-colored auspicious light becomes more dazzling, the black and white energies become more distinct, and one more emerald green tadpole-shaped rune appears!
In just a few breaths -
The hundreds of All Saints and Sages of Old had just been completely overwhelming and instilled fear in all the Great True Person of the demonic path have all vanished!
All of them were included in the Investiture of the Gods the Gods scroll in Qi Yun's hands!
Above the sky, only that ancient scroll remained, floating alone, its light dim, like an empty shell that had lost all its support.
Huangfu Qianqiu stood frozen in place, his deep, ancient eyes filled with confusion.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but nothing came out.
The world was utterly silent.
The deathly silence was so thick, so oppressive, that it made it hard for everyone to breathe.
Countless gazes, whether from righteous cultivators or demonic cultivators, whether from Foundation Establishment True Person or Great True Person, all turned to look at the deep blue figure standing with his hands behind his back in the sky, and at the bright golden scroll hanging in front of him.
A thought, without prior agreement, simultaneously surfaced in everyone's minds:
It's over.
As long as this person is here, as long as this scroll of the golden list exists—
The Way of the Soul, the Way of Divine Thought, the Way of Corpse Liberation Immortal ----
There will be no hope of ever getting ahead.
This thought struck the hearts of all cultivators practicing the path of the soul like a thunderbolt.
Those cultivators who practiced the Ghost Path, Soul Refining, Spirit Binding, and Spirit Exorcism, regardless of whether they were on the righteous or demonic path, all felt a tremor originating from the depths of their Divine Soul.
The fundamental path upon which they depend for survival, the method they have devoted their entire lives to cultivating.
Before that scroll of golden list----
It's like child's play!
After a moment of shock...
Those gazes involuntarily shifted, subconsciously looking at a certain figure.
True Person Zַhuanlun.
The acting head of the Yellow Springs Netherworld, and the most outstanding Soul Dao Great True Person in the entire Xuanhuang Home Realm.
At this moment, he stood frozen in the void, the unchanging gray mist around him churning and dissipating uncontrollably.
Those deep green eyes were now fixed on the Investiture of the Gods the Gods scroll in Qi Yun's hand, on the bright yellow light flowing on the scroll, and on the faint green tadpole-like runes.
In that gaze, there was horror, fear, disbelief, and a trace of despair that even he himself was unwilling to admit.
He is Great True Person of the Yellow Springs Netherworld, a pinnacle existence who has cultivated the Way of the Soul for nearly a thousand years.
His path is the path of the soul; his method is the method of binding and refining the soul; everything he does is based on the path of the soul.
No, it's not just him!
This is true throughout the entire Yellow Springs Netherworld!
At this moment, the existence of that scroll of the Investiture of the Gods was telling him everything he had cultivated, everything he relied on, and everything he was proud of.
Before that deep blue figure, before that golden list, everything would be a joke!
More and more eyes were falling on him.
Among those gazes were sympathy, pity, schadenfreude, and also relief at having escaped unscathed.
After all, not everyone cultivates the path of the soul.
But everyone was relieved, relieved that they weren't the True Person Zַhuanlun.
True Person Zַhuanlun felt those gazes, the muscles on his face twitched violently.
He wanted to rage, to roar, to use the terrifying methods of the Yellow Springs Netherworld to annihilate those ants who dared to look at him with such eyes.
But there was nothing he could do.
Because he knew those gazes were right.
A fierce wind howled in the sky.
Qi Yun lowered his eyes, gazing at the Investiture of the Gods the Gods scroll in his hand, and at the hundreds of newly entered phantoms of All Saints and Sages of Old exuding Vast Righteous Qi on the scroll. The smile on his lips slowly widened.
He looked up at Huangfu Qianqiu, whose face was frozen, and gently shook the Investiture of the Gods of the Gods in his hand. "Senior—do you have more?"