In the instant the Dao was annihilated, the fleet of Xianqin covered half of the sky over Chaoge, while on the other side, the army of Wuming rode on rolling tribulation clouds, dividing the world into another landscape.
Right in the middle of them, Nangong Wentian and Shi Hao tore open the edge of the Investiture of the Gods world, tore open the flow of time in the Investiture of the Gods world, and together they grasped the myriad laws of flow, each gathering a piece of the river of time above Chaoge.
King Zhou's gaze, fixed on Ji Fa atop the opposing fleet from above the clouds of calamity, held a different intensity.
The human emperor should not be like this. Ordinary people blindly follow the gods and immortals, and their faith in them exceeds that of the gods themselves.
The priests who made offerings to the temple took pride in this, which even interfered with the common people's understanding.
As the human emperor, he had already seen these things, and the common people's awe of the immortals and gods thus surpassed their trust in the human emperor. This was the main reason for his dissatisfaction with the various immortals and gods!
If Chang Ruoxian truly cared for the world and its people, how could he possibly be dissatisfied with them?
The words "immortals" and "gods" represent fairness, not superiority.
This investiture of gods is beneficial to the world!
As the emperor, it is more important for him to promote such things than the duties of the emperor!
"I see. Only the perfection of the divine way can continue to promote the prosperity of humanity. I understand now!"
The future envisioned by King Zhou became increasingly perfect. This was no longer a matter of fighting and vying for power, nor could it be brought about by a single sword or blade. It was the goal that both Xian Qin and Wu Ming were pursuing!
"Xian Qin and Wu Ming gave all living beings the exact same goal." Lin Feng heard King Zhou mutter to himself: "They thought that if everyone cultivated themselves and became strong, it would be an era where everyone would become a dragon. Little did they know that this would change everyone's nature, causing them to abandon all their selves from birth and embark on this path to become a dragon."
“My great Shang dynasty is certainly not like that,” King Zhou quickly replied to Lin Feng.
Of course, it's not just about the Great Shang Dynasty; he wants to lead the human race to an even more prosperous era and pave the way for the future as the Human Emperor!
Just like the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, he should do this regardless of whether he is the last human emperor!
"Your Majesty!"
King Zhou said, "I want to complete one last thing: I want to bestow titles upon the gods on behalf of Heaven and end this calamity!"
At this moment, Wen Zhong, who was by King Zhou's side, stepped forward: "Your subject Wen Zhong is willing to be listed on the Investiture of the Gods, for the sake of the world and all living beings, to usher in an era of lasting peace!"
Upon hearing Wen Zhong's voice, Lin Feng was momentarily stunned, but he quickly accepted the request. If it were for the sake of the world, how could Wen Zhong and the others be inferior? If it weren't for the various schemes in the Investiture of the Gods, how could they be inferior to the people around Jiang Ziya?
At this moment, all the Yin Shang generals behind Wen Zhong stepped forward, silently following Wen Zhong and standing with their hands clasped in greeting.
The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect died one by one and were not included in the Investiture of the Gods. However, as this matter unfolded in the eyes of the people of Yin Shang, the significance of the Investiture of the Gods became completely different.
"I desire the Investiture of the Gods in his possession. I wonder if Your Majesty can grant me this request?" King Zhou's imposing aura suddenly faltered, and he asked with a hint of unease, "I know that the Investiture of the Gods also exists in the Wu Ming Dynasty..."
"no problem."
Without giving the other party a chance to explain further, Lin Feng readily agreed.
At this moment, the two Daoist priests, the Daoist of Sacrifice and the Daoist of Annihilation, began their battle again in the sky. The Four Swords of Zhuxian, which were protecting King Zhou, returned to the hands of the Tongtian Sect Leader, while Ji Fa and the others on the other side were also ready.
Since King Zhou lured Yuanshi Tianzun and others here, why weren't they prepared?
As for those with Pangu bloodline, Lin Feng looked at Liu Bowen in the rear camp.
The Immortal Qin is suppressed by the will of the First Emperor, the workshop area is blessed by the will of non-human beings, and these people in front of us are protected by the will of Pangu. So what exactly is in Wu Ming's hands?
At this moment, something unique seemed to appear. How could Liu Bowen not have guessed Lin Feng's scheme? In just a moment of preparation, this unique aura appeared beside the many martial arts cultivators of Wuming.
boom!
A huge stone tablet fell from the sky, and Wu Ming's ironclad laws spread from another world, covering the sky.
Is it an ironclad rule?
Just as Lin Feng had a guess in his mind, the seemingly unremarkable stone tablet suddenly emitted an aura that made people feel insignificant.
"Martial Arts Monument"
This stone tablet retains the most simple and pure martial arts will of the martial artists of Wuming. It is a stone tablet that every martial artist who is determined to embark on the path of martial arts must come to worship, and it is also a stone tablet that everyone in the capital of Wuming can see.
It is precisely because of this that the most pure martial arts will is gathered on this stone tablet, and without any martial arts attributes mixed in, it has become the strongest defense line of Wu Ming.
There are no overlords of heaven and earth in the face of martial arts, nor is there a single sword that can annihilate. Here, there is only the simplest martial arts, only the punch that countless people would throw, which is their pure heart that yearns for martial arts!
"Beat the drums!"
Liu Bowen gave a signal, and the sound of drums above the tribulation clouds was like thunder, instantly ending the stalemate between the two sides.
Seconds later, the aura emanating from the inscription stirred the iron laws in the sky, and a surge of conviction rising from those laws instantly connected with all the martial artists of Wuming, blocking the three Pan Mie who were attacking from the front.
At this moment, the martial artists' trust in the ironclad rules shone as brightly as their yearning for the martial arts. The strict ironclad rules of Wuming were also the things that the martial artists believed in most, and no one could escape the fairness of the ironclad rules.
Watching all this unfold, Lin Feng finally stepped out of Wu Ming's defensive perimeter and walked towards the three people, including Deng Ying Liu, who were waiting for him.
“It seems we still can’t be teammates.” Liu shook his head: “You’re such a troublesome person, always trying to change the rules of the world, even the rules of human nature.”
"Heh, this kind of person is really disgusting. I knew he would cause trouble from the start." Puppet Zhang cursed viciously, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have provoked Xian Qin. Tell me, which participant would want to anger Xian Qin for no reason? The other party had already arranged reasonable rules for cooperation among the participants."
"Yes, young man, are you really going to stop us?" Paper-cutting Sang gave a sweet, coquettish hum, seemingly revealing a hint of reluctance: "I still quite like you, sister."
Lin Feng, who had walked not far from them, ignored their words and asked calmly, "So what exactly is your purpose? To have the Pangu bloodline become a god? Or to have the Twelve Ancestral Witches reappear in the world?"
"Oh, young man, you're still curious about our purpose now?" Paper-Cutting Sang snorted again. "What we want to do has nothing to do with you. Why are you so concerned about your older sister? Do you really want to cooperate with her?"
"You brought yourself into the Four Rankings and colluded with the Primordial Celestial Venerable. If it weren't for me... Ji Fa wouldn't have obtained Pangu's bloodline. So your goal isn't to create an extraordinary Zhou Dynasty." Lin Feng didn't answer, but continued, "The rating mission involves matching one's own power, so you must be plotting something regarding Pangu's bloodline."
"I'm curious, you already possess shadow puppets capable of unleashing the Heaven-Splitting Axe Technique..."
"So what makes you... even those three participants with the Pangu bloodline, so mysterious?"
"Oh dear, bro, you almost guessed it." Paper-cutting Sang's smile was tinged with coldness. Although these things couldn't be hidden, it was still very unpleasant to have them pointed out one by one.
"Yeah?"
Lin Feng didn't believe anything the other party said, but they really should be anxious.
If it weren't for the intervention of Yuanshi Tianzun, they probably wouldn't have come out even if the sky had collapsed.
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