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Tang Yu smiled, closed her eyes, and tilted her head slightly to meet his gaze.

As time slowly passed, E Shun gradually relaxed, and drowsiness quietly crept in.

His movements became sluggish, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and finally he slowly drifted into a sweet dream in Tang Yu's arms.

Tang Yu escorted Yuan Shen to his room and settled him on the bed. Then, she bent down and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.

Then, she left a letter on Yuan Shen's pillow.

After doing all this, Tang Yu took a deep breath, turned around, and flew towards the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain, the sacred place where the Primordial Celestial Venerable cultivated his Tao, is truly imbued with celestial aura.

The rolling mountains are gently enveloped in clouds and mist, creating a dreamlike and ethereal scene, like a fairyland.

Tang Yu hid in the shadows, cautiously observing his surroundings.

Suddenly, she keenly sensed a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation in a certain place, and Tang Yu immediately flew towards the source of the fluctuation to investigate.

As she approached, the scene before her made her pause slightly—Yuanshi Tianzun was leading a group of disciples in casting spells, attempting to revive Yin Jiao.

A flash of light and flying runes filled the air as the disciples formed a circle around Yin Jiao's corpse.

Tang Yu quietly concealed himself to the side, watching them intently, filled with curiosity about how they would bring Yin Jiao back to life.

However, what happened next shocked Tang Yu so much that her eyes widened.

At the critical moment of Yin Jiao's resurrection, a strange power suddenly emerged, frantically absorbing the magical power of Yuanshi Tianzun.

The face of the Primordial Celestial Venerable turned deathly pale instantly. In a short while, his originally black hair turned snow-white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he swayed precariously before finally collapsing helplessly to the ground.

"This...how is this possible?"

Tang Yu exclaimed inwardly that the Primordial Celestial Venerable was so easily defeated, which was completely different from the image of the saint she had seen before.

That's terrible.

Chapter 7 Investiture of the Gods

As Tang Yu gazed at the absurd scene before her, an unbelievable thought quietly took root in her heart.

This isn't some Primordial Celestial Venerable at all; could he be an imposter?

She suppressed her astonishment, her eyes gleaming as she cautiously scanned her surroundings, trying to find out more unusual things.

Just then, one of Yuanshi Tianzun's disciples cried out in a sob, "Master, he has absorbed all your magical power!"

Before Tang Yu could recover, he heard the voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, filled with despair and regret: "We have committed a grave transgression against Heaven!"

Tang Yu looked closely and saw that the resurrected Yin Jiao had already lost control.

Its small body instantly expanded, transforming into a blue, glowing giant with three heads and six arms.

His face was ferocious, and he exuded a violent aura, like a madman possessed by a demon. His flamboyant red hair danced wildly on his head, making him extremely eerie.

This kind of appearance is more like that of a deity from the West.

At this moment, Tang Yu was certain that this was definitely a pirated version of the Investiture of the Gods world that was completely different from what she knew.

How could the true Primordial Celestial Lord be so easily defeated?

Looking at Yin Jiao's strange Dharma form again, she became even more convinced that the Heavenly Dao behind it must have been invaded by other consciousnesses.

It is clearly a chaotic world created by Pangu, so when was it invaded by an external consciousness?

Thinking of this, Tang Yu did not hesitate at all. His spiritual power surged and transformed into a stream of light, rushing towards the Heavenly Realm.

She was eager to unveil the mysteries of the celestial realm and uncover the truth behind all this chaos.

Upon arriving in the Heavenly Realm, Tang Yu was greatly disappointed by the scene before him.

The Heavenly Court, which should have been a gathering place for gods and a place shrouded in celestial energy, is now a desolate wasteland, devoid of any sign of life.

She remembered that in the orthodox world of Investiture of the Gods, before the Investiture of the Gods appeared, the number of gods in the Heavenly Court was small, but each had their own duties. It was precisely because of the shortage of manpower that the Investiture of the Gods was needed to expand the ranks of gods.

But the celestial realm before them was desolate and lonely, and the whole world seemed to be plunged into endless chaos and disorder.

The immortals each occupied their own blessed lands, scattered like sand, without a unified management organization.

Tang Yu sighed inwardly, thinking that all the immortals cared about was cultivating immortality.

Heaven's way is to do as it pleases, arbitrarily sending down divine punishments and causing all living beings to suffer greatly.

What's even more terrifying is that the group of immortals in Kunlun Mountain don't think there's anything wrong with the way of Heaven.

Looking around at this desolate celestial realm, Tang Yu took a deep breath and finally slowly took out the Investiture of the Gods.

Whether it's the omnipresent Heavenly Dao or the Investiture of the Gods in their hands, both can monitor Tang Yu's actions at any time.

Therefore, Tang Yu curled his lips into a mocking smile and loudly sneered at the Heavenly Dao hidden in the shadows.

"Whether they are the ruler of the world or an emperor on earth, if they are selfish, incompetent, and wicked, they are not worthy to be the rulers of all people. The people will naturally awaken, rise up in resistance, and overthrow their rule."

This is simply the changing of dynasties in the world; there is absolutely no need for you, the sovereign of heaven, to interfere and arbitrarily send down plagues and disasters, plunging the people into misery.

Your kind of Heavenly Way has no reason to exist; you should simply perish!

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yu's spiritual energy surged and gathered like a raging tide, instantly igniting a blazing fire in his palm.

This flame was no ordinary fire; it was the Samadhi True Fire she had borrowed from Laozi many years ago. Mysterious runes danced within the blazing flames, radiating an aura of world-destroying power.

With a resolute look in her eyes, she pressed the Samadhi True Fire in her hand heavily onto the Investiture of the Gods without hesitation.

The moment the flames touched the Investiture of the Gods, the entire world seemed to be stirred up by an invisible hand.

The sky above seemed to be enraged by a beast, letting out a deafening roar, and thick bolts of lightning, carrying earth-shattering power, lashed out at Tang Yu.

Tang Yu showed no fear. She circulated her spiritual energy, making the flames burn even more fiercely.

The flames, like a nimble fire serpent, tightly coiled around the Investiture of the Gods, leaving it nowhere to escape.

However, the attacks from all sides intensified.

Bolts of lightning struck one after another. With each bolt Tang Yu deflected, his body trembled slightly, and the golden defensive light dimmed a little.

But she gritted her teeth, her spiritual energy surging wildly within her body, continuously replenishing what she had consumed.

The power of this Samadhi True Fire is not something that the Investiture of the Gods can easily withstand.

Where the flames touched the Investiture of the Gods, a hissing sound was heard, and strange black ripples continuously appeared on the surface of the Investiture of the Gods, as if it was struggling in pain.

In an instant, the entire desolate Heavenly Realm became a battlefield between Tang Yu and the Heavenly Dao, and the Investiture of the Gods.

A fierce wind howled, sand and stones flew, and streaks of lightning intertwined and collided with Samadhi True Fire, erupting with a deafening roar.

The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving an inch, and engaged in a desperate struggle with all their might.

This is a contest concerning the survival of the Heavenly Dao. Once the Investiture of the Gods is burned, the Heavenly Dao will lose its ability to govern all things in the world.

Therefore, Heaven fought back at all costs, and the battle was so fierce that it nearly destroyed the world.

Above our heads, the sky seemed to be torn apart, revealing patches of chaotic void.

In the fierce battle between the two sides, Tang Yu endured countless crazy lightning tribulations. Thick bolts of lightning, carrying endless destructive power, struck her body. Her clothes were instantly charred, turning into wisps of black ash that drifted in the air. Her skin was also covered with terrifying scorch marks, and blood kept seeping out.

But with her unwavering will and the energy she frantically drew from the surrounding world, she stubbornly rose again and again to continue the battle.

This is a long and arduous tug-of-war.

As time passed, the attacks of Heaven gradually weakened.

Finally, a humanoid Heavenly Dao, dressed in a black robe and with distorted facial features, appeared before Tang Yu.

Its eyes were filled with madness and resentment. Without saying a word, it brandished its black mist and launched a fierce attack on Tang Yu.

Seeing this, Tang Yu sneered inwardly.

This Heavenly Dao has abandoned its omnipresent power of rules and chosen to transform into human form to attack; it is simply courting death.

This was the moment she had been waiting for. Only when the Heavenly Dao itself appeared would she have a chance to find a flaw and implement her plan.

So, in the lull between the black-robed, deformed-face man's frenzied attacks, Tang Yu muttered incantations, rapidly reciting ancient spells, attempting to restart the power of the Heavenly Dao and initiate the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Immediately afterwards, she took out a small stone that Donghua had once given her, poured all her power into it without reservation, and then precisely filled a gap in the Heavenly Dao.

In that instant, a wisp of consciousness that had been hidden within the Heavenly Dao was completely expelled.

Realizing it could no longer return to the protection of the Heavenly Dao's rules, it immediately went mad.

The remnant soul let out a mournful howl and pounced on Tang Yu recklessly, as if it wanted to tear her to pieces.

"You outsider, you've ruined all my plans! No one will leave here alive today!"

Tang Yu looked at the other party's crazy appearance, sneered, and her eyes were full of contempt.

"You are the real outsider, attempting to invade the Heavenly Dao, gradually replace it, and control this world."

From which dark corner did you escape, remnant soul, to harbor such delusional fantasies?

He's just a stray dog, yet he dares to think he can change the world. It's utterly ridiculous!

Today, I'll teach you properly what rules are!

Chapter 8 Investiture of the Gods

After saying that, Tang Yu's aura surged, and powerful spiritual energy formed a huge energy vortex around her.

She faced the remnants of the soul, her spiritual power surging, and charged forward without fear.

In an instant, a separate battlefield seemed to form around the two of them, where powerful spiritual energies collided, producing a deafening roar.

The entire world trembled violently in the aftermath of their battle.

In this fierce battle, Tang Yu's eyes remained steadfast, and every move he made carried an indomitable spirit.

The Samadhi True Fire in her hand was like a nimble fire serpent, constantly launching deadly attacks on the remnant soul under her control.

The remnant soul was not to be outdone. Its twisted body moved like a ghost in the darkness, and the black mist carrying the smell of decay tried to break through Tang Yu's defenses time and time again.

As the battle continued, the Investiture of the Gods was almost completely burned down by the Samadhi True Fire.