Hu Feiwei's face was streaked with tears as he walked toward Jiang Chengye, speaking as he went.
Seeing Old Hu rush to the center, Shen Qian raised his hand, sighed in the end, and said nothing.
Although he really wanted to persuade Hu Feiwei to give up his pointless fantasies, he knew that the old man had finally found such an opportunity, and he wouldn't be satisfied until he finished speaking.
Jiang Chengye frowned as Hu Feiwei suddenly approached.
A flicker of emotion crossed his eyes, but it quickly vanished.
"careful!"
Shen Qian's gaze sharpened, and with a flash, he pulled Hu Feiwei three feet to the side.
The space where Hu Feiwei had just stood suddenly collapsed, and the spiderweb-like blackness stunned Hu Feiwei for a moment.
With his cultivation level, if he hadn't acted in time, he probably wouldn't have had time to react before being torn to pieces.
“Cheng Ye…”
Hu Feiwei looked up, his body trembling, his face full of disbelief, and his eyes gradually dimmed.
Shen Qian didn't sense any lingering fear or terror from him, but only a deathly stillness as if something had shattered.
"Since you are so stubborn and refuse to see the truth, then... kill without mercy!"
Jiang Chengye didn't look at Hu Feiwei, who seemed to have aged decades in an instant, and simply gave the order in a cold tone.
boom!
A violent aura swept down from the sky, with millions of heavenly soldiers surging forth, the destructive energy they stirred up resembling the end of the world.
At this moment, the Jade Pool Palace in the center was like a small boat in a storm. No one doubted that it would be completely destroyed in an instant by the endless onslaught of heavenly soldiers.
But soon, all the heavenly soldiers and generals were stunned.
Like rusty gears, they gradually froze in place, their faces showing confusion.
The wary crowd was taken aback. Jiang Chengye was also puzzled at first, but then, as if sensing something, he suddenly turned his gaze to Shen Qian.
To be precise, it was the golden catalogue that Shen Qian was holding in his hand.
Investiture of the Gods!
Everyone noticed something amiss and were filled with doubt and surprise. When did the Investiture of the Gods end up in Shen Qian's hands?
"So that's what you were after. I overlooked that."
Jiang Chengye raised an eyebrow. He had been so shocked by the strength Chen Qian had displayed that he had completely forgotten about the Investiture of the Gods hanging above his head. Only now did he realize it.
But then Jiang Chengye shook his head indifferently, "So what if you get the Investiture of the Gods? Do you really think you can command a million heavenly soldiers just by having the Investiture of the Gods?"
“I cannot directly activate the Investiture of the Gods, but... I can destroy it.”
Shen Qian also discovered that the Investiture of the Gods required a corresponding incantation to operate, but he just smiled.
He didn't know the incantation to activate the Investiture of the Gods, but he happened to know another "mysterious incantation".
Thus, under Jiang Chengye's slightly bewildered gaze, the golden light emanating from the Investiture of the Gods suddenly began to diminish at an eerie speed.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that all the light had flowed into Shen Qian's body.
"Shen Qian...is he absorbing the Investiture of the Gods?"
Not to mention Jiang Chengye, everyone else was also stunned. Zhao Keyi racked his brains for a long time but couldn't think of a suitable word, so he could only use "absorb" to describe it.
That's certainly how it looks to the naked eye.
All the light symbolizing mystery, rules, and order on the Investiture of the Gods flowed into Shen Qian's body little by little, right before everyone's eyes.
In just a moment, the Investiture of the Gods lost its last bit of golden light, becoming dim and ordinary.
To anyone else, it was just an ordinary painting, nothing more.
Click!
In a daze, it seemed as if something had quietly vanished.
The faint sound from an unknown source sent a shiver down everyone's spine.
"ah!"
Suddenly, a martial artist behind the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden let out a miserable scream, and a golden light floated out from the top of his head before disappearing without a trace.
And this is just the beginning.
Soon, all the powerful figures present who had refined immortal positions changed their expressions. Except for a few people such as Wang Shuo, Jiutian Xuannv, and Xi Wangmu who were unaffected, the ascension tokens in everyone else's bodies floated out and shattered one after another like bubbles.
Qu Bai and the others were no exception; in the blink of an eye, they were reduced to their original forms and regained their original strength.
But aside from the physical pain, they showed expressions of surprise.
Because it's not just those people inside Yaochi Palace who are affected.
Starting with the silver-armored celestial general closest to everyone, as an invisible wave spread, a layer of swirling death energy suddenly enveloped his entire body.
His eyes lost their sparkle, his armor began to crumble and rust, and then pieces of flesh and blood fell from his body.
In the blink of an eye, he turned into a skeleton wearing tattered armor, and after losing his last support, he collapsed to the ground with a "clang".
His fall seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and to everyone's astonishment, like dominoes, one after another, heavenly soldiers or generals fell down.
Splash!
Like a receding black sea, with Yaochi Palace as the origin, a million heavenly soldiers turned into a pile of decaying bones in a very short time.
The Jade Pool Palace fell silent for a moment, as everyone stared in a daze at this seemingly dreamlike scene.
The one who started all of this, Shen Qian, who absorbed all the energy of the Investiture of the Gods, is now also in a strange state.
His expression was quite strange.
The system has undergone some kind of mutation.
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