Others follow advice and imitate celebrities, but you start by pretending to be a god?

what on earth is it?

Why would Ying Zheng appear here?

Shouldn't he be in the mortal realm right now? The Southern Continent has just been pacified; how dare he rashly intrude into the Heavenly Court!

Everything that just happened was too fast!
In just two moves, their magical treasures, defenses, and supernatural powers were completely shattered!
This terrified the three Mo brothers!
How come Ying Zheng has become so powerful after only a few days of absence?
At the same time, resentment welled up in the hearts of the three Mo brothers!
They were beings from the era of the Investiture of the Gods, having endured countless tribulations. Back then, the four brothers fought against many powerful figures in the Three Realms, and were renowned even in the Heavenly Court.

Ying Zheng and the others naturally knew that he was just an emperor from a thousand years ago, so why should he be above them?

"Tell me immediately what exactly happened at the Peach Banquet!" Ying Zheng demanded sternly.

This was no bluff; he showed no mercy and struck down with a palm, shattering most of Mo Lihong's soul!
Although Mo Lihong's cultivation was not bad, it depended on who he was compared to. In front of Ying Zheng, they were completely powerless!
"Bastard!"

Mo Lihong screamed in agony, his soul trembling violently and uncontrollably, because his injuries were too severe!
"Stop! We'll talk!" Mo Lihai and Mo Lishou's souls finally couldn't hold on any longer, fearing for their brothers' lives.

Their breathing was rapid, their eyes fixed on Ying Zheng, filled with resentment and venom.

However, they were helpless, as Ying Zheng weighed heavily on their hearts like a towering mountain.

Ying Zheng stood silently, his eyes gleaming, waiting for them to speak.

"This happened at the Peach Banquet earlier..."

With a venomous look in his eyes, Mo Lihai recounted the whole story.

Ying Zheng listened silently, pondering in his heart, without uttering a word.

"Too general, is that all? Are there any more details? For example, what kinds of beings participated in the Peach Banquet?" Although Ying Zheng's heart was in turmoil, his voice remained cold.

"You want to attack them?!" Mo Lishou's soul looked grim.

"It's none of your business, whether you speak or not." Ying Zheng slightly clenched his five fingers, and several souls immediately showed dense cracks.

The three Mo brothers screamed in agony and begged for mercy.

Ying Zheng was a ruthless and cruel man. Their physical bodies were already destroyed, and if their souls were to be destroyed as well, they would be destined to never be reborn.

They disregarded the "betrayal" and hastily revealed everything they knew.

They dared not speak falsely, for a golden figure emerged from between Ying Zheng's eyebrows, stepping on a celestial sword, emanating an ominous aura that pointed directly at their souls!

This is the secret to quelling the rebellion!

Originating from the Perfect World, this supreme divine power is specifically designed to counter the primordial spirit and soul!
Faced with the Suppression Technique, even though the three Mo brothers possessed extraordinary cultivation, they dared not conceal anything once their souls were exposed!

The mastermind behind this must be eliminated as soon as possible, as their influence has already infiltrated this area.
First the Peach Banquet, then the Investiture of the Gods Hall—what exactly is the mastermind behind all this...?

Thinking of this, Mo Lihai suddenly woke up and raised his head!

And slow!

The Hall of Investiture of the Gods?

Why did Ying Zheng come here...? Did he want to sever the path for humans to ascend to immortality?
Mo Lihai's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needles!

The list of gods!
It is known as the Heavenly Book among the Three Books of Heaven, Earth and Man, containing infinite mysteries!

This list is used in Heaven not only to gather the souls of humans, but also to suppress the human race's path to immortality!
As long as the Investiture of the Gods exists in the Heavenly Court, the future of humanity will forever be in the hands of the Heavenly Court!

And now!
This Ying Zheng...

Mo Lihai's soul trembled violently!
"It seems you've noticed." Ying Zheng's calm voice rang in Mo Lihai's ear, like the whisper of death.

"Wait! Ying Zheng! I would never..."

Before Mo Lihai could finish speaking, Ying Zheng had already gently closed his five fingers.

puff.

A soft sound, no resistance, no divine light, no overwhelming magical power.

Like crushing three pieces of rotten wood, the souls of the three Mo brothers turned to ashes and vanished quietly.

Even at the moment of his death, Mo Lihai could not believe what he was seeing and could not believe that Ying Zheng would really do such a thing.

Ying Zheng casually waved his hand, showing no emotional fluctuation, and turned to enter the Investiture of the Gods Hall. Boom!
As soon as they entered the hall, a muffled, loud noise erupted, and a powerful wave of magical energy swept outwards.

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and stood still. All the fluctuations dissipated on their own when they were still hundreds of meters away from him.

Ying Zheng strode forward.

The arrays lit up one after another.

However, Ying Zheng has now reached the realm of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and his strength is incomparable to what it used to be.

How could ordinary formations possibly stop it?

He didn't even use the Great Transformation Technique; he simply used the Grass Character Sword Technique to break all the formations in the hall.

Ying Zheng walked slowly forward, searching for the Investiture of the Gods.

This place is filled with splendor and auspiciousness, and everywhere is filled with ultimate brilliance. The golden palaces and jade halls are engraved with endless inscriptions of magical power, showing a sacred atmosphere.

Walking through it is like strolling in a cloud of light, with golden radiance swirling everywhere, and even the surrounding air seems to contain a purifying power.

But Ying Zheng sensed something was wrong.

He noticed a strange and distorted black fluctuation in his surroundings.

Did it come from inside?
Ying Zheng frowned as he walked forward.

Sure enough, the deeper one went, the more of these strange and distorted black fluctuations appeared.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and gently turned his wrist.

The original imperial city, which had been suspended in the outside world, spun back into his palm.

He continued deeper.

As time went on, the darkness grew deeper the further one went into the hall.

In the end, this darkness almost transformed into a raging torrent, surging in like a tidal wave.

"What exactly happened? How could such a thing be in the Investiture of the Gods Hall?" Ying Zheng asked in surprise.

However, no matter how fierce the surrounding waves were, they were no match for him. Ying Zheng conjured a cyan longsword in his hand.

This was the manifestation of the Grass Character Sword Technique; he cleaved through the layers of darkness and moved forward.

When Ying Zheng finally arrived at the core of the main hall and saw that ancient object, he was deeply shocked!

Is this the Investiture of the Gods?
Ying Zheng looked up, his face filled with horror.

"Boom!"

The waves crash against the shore, and jagged rocks pierce the sky!
This scene is undoubtedly spectacular!

The black ocean stirred up towering waves, instantly engulfing the clouds in the sky and completely shrouding the entire Hall of Calamity!

Unbridled destruction!
Its power is so overwhelming, it's awe-inspiring!
In reality, this is not a true ocean, but a kind of black energy, yet it is exactly the same as the raging divine sea, sweeping across the heavens and earth!

Ying Zheng stood still, his expression solemn, because the energy around him was too terrifying.

He was certain that this fluctuation was extraordinary and could absolutely crush any being below the Great Luo level; it was truly capable of killing gods and destroying Buddhas if they were in the way!
At the heart of this ocean of energy stands a colossal monument made entirely of bones!
This monument is so ancient, it exudes an aura of desolation, as if it originated from the end of time.

But rather than a giant monument, it is more like a dense bone mound pieced together from skeletons.

Some of these skeletons were crystal clear, some were jet black, some were scarlet and menacing, and some were surrounded by auspicious signs and bathed in Buddhist light...

All the bones were pieced together here, turning into a dark halo. Golden chains shot up from the ground, sealing the bone tomb firmly here with a clattering sound.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that many of the skeletons are inscribed with characters.

Those are the divine titles and real names of many celestial deities!

"This is actually the true form of the Investiture of the Gods?" (End of Chapter)