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[Ding! The Investiture of the Gods has officially ended!]

[Ultimate Main Quest: End the Great Tribulation of Godhood! Completed!]

[Mission Evaluation: Perfect! The host not only shattered the Four Saints Alliance, but also sent all the elites of the two sects to the Investiture of the Gods, preserving the entire foundation of the Jie Sect and the Shang Dynasty.]

[Task rewards are being distributed...]

As the system notification sound faded, the entire primordial world trembled violently.

From the heavens above, a vast expanse of auspicious nine-colored clouds descended. Endless merits from the Heavenly Dao, the Earthly Dao, and the Human Dao transformed into three incredibly thick pillars of light, piercing directly through the Starry Sky Flying Boat's defenses and forcefully pouring into Lin Xuan's body!

This is the great return of heaven and earth after the end of the great calamity!

As the biggest driving force behind ending the Great Tribulation, Lin Xuan naturally got the biggest piece of the pie.

The moment the beam of merit entered his body, Lin Xuan felt all 36,000 pores on his body open up, and an indescribable feeling of ultimate comfort spread throughout his body.

The Pangu bloodline within his body began to boil wildly, and the Five Elements Perfect Law, the Thunder Perfect Law, and the Space Perfect Law resonated with an extremely profound resonance at this moment.

The most terrifying transformation occurred within Lin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

His primordial spirit, which had originally been stuck at the late stage of Quasi-Saint, was like a dried-up sponge thrown into a vast ocean under the scouring of this massive amount of merit and the origin of the Great Dao, and began to greedily absorb the nutrients.

The primordial spirit sat cross-legged in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, its body shimmering with chaotic light.

"Snap!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, audible only to Lin Xuan.

The barrier of the Quasi-Saint Peak level that blocked his way was like a thin sheet of paper that was pierced with extreme smoothness!

boom!

A terrifying pressure, surpassing the late stage of Quasi-Saint and approaching the threshold of Sainthood, suddenly erupted from Lin Xuan!

This oppressive force was extremely domineering, directly shattering all the surrounding clouds and causing even the city walls of Jiepai Pass below to shake violently.

"What... what kind of aura is this?" Daoist Duobao trembled in fright, looking up at the flying boat with a horrified expression.

The Tongtian Sect Leader's pupils shrank sharply, and he gasped.

"Peak Quasi-Saint! This kid Lin Xuan's primordial spirit has actually broken through to the peak of Quasi-Saint!"

It's important to know that Lin Xuan's physical body had already reached the peak of Quasi-Saint, capable of tearing apart ancient behemoths with his bare hands. Now, even his primordial spirit has made up for its shortcomings, reaching the peak of Quasi-Saint.

At the peak of both physical body and primordial spirit! In the entire history of the prehistoric world, apart from the great god Pangu, there is no other like him!

The Tongtian Sect Leader dared to guarantee that Lin Xuan, even without using any magic weapons, could fight to a draw with a beginner saint using only his physical body and primordial spirit.

If pushed too far, he could summon the true form of Pangu, and even a sage would be utterly crushed by him.

On the flying boat, the Queen Mother of the West, Nuwa, Yunxiao and other female immortals looked at the invincible aura emanating from their men, their beautiful eyes sparkling with admiration, their faces filled with unyielding pride and infatuation.

"Daddy is so amazing!" Lin Dasheng exclaimed excitedly as he tumbled around on the deck, carrying his golden cudgel.

Lin Tian, ​​with an extremely mature air, stroked his chin and muttered, "With Dad being this strong, who would dare not pay protection money when I go out to collect it?"

Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, a chaotic lightning flashing in them.

He clenched his fist, feeling the terrifying power within him that was enough to destroy the world, and a satisfied smile spread across his face.

"Peak Quasi-Saint, this feeling is truly exhilarating."

He now felt that if that old bastard Yuanshi Tianzun dared to appear in front of him again, he wouldn't need his Pangu true form; he could smash the Nine Dragons Incense Carriage and its rider into pieces with a single punch.

He stood up, walked to the edge of the flying boat, and looked down at the jubilant Jiejiao immortals and the Wuzu army below.

"Stop howling!" Lin Xuan's powerful voice echoed throughout the venue, drowning out all the cheers.

The entire hall fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at him with an extremely fervent and worshipful gaze.

Lin Xuan waved his hand with great magnanimity: "We're done! Send the word down, the entire army is to break camp and return to the Pangu Palace!"

"Tonight, a 500-table hot pot feast, all you can eat! Eat and drink to your heart's content! Let's have a spoils-sharing ceremony!"

These words caused an uproar.

"Aww! Let's go eat hot pot!" Zhu Rong was the first to jump up, drooling.

"Divide the spoils! Divide the spoils!" Lin Huang's eyes gleamed, and the five-colored divine light behind him began to flicker uncontrollably.

The Master of the Heavens laughed loudly, sheathed the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and skillfully approached Lin Xuan: "Good brother, you can't escape this drinking session tonight. You can choose any of the martial arts manuals from my Jie Sect!"

The vast army, filled with boundless joy and extremely rich spoils, began its march towards the Pangu Temple on Buzhou Mountain.

The Battle of Jiepai Pass, which shocked the entire prehistoric world, has finally come to an end.

Meanwhile, in the Zixiao Palace, far away in the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Hongjun Daozu sat on the fragment of the Creation Jade Disc, watching the scene of Lin Xuan breaking through to the peak of Quasi-Saint in the water mirror, his old face twitching violently.

He originally intended to use the Great Tribulation to weaken the Witch Clan and the Intercepting Sect, but instead of weakening them, Lin Xuan's strength rose to a new level thanks to the backlash from the Great Tribulation.

"Variables... these are truly deadly variables." Hongjun rubbed his aching temples, feeling that his career was shrouded in gloom.

Just then, two extremely mournful wails came from outside the gate of Zixiao Palace.

"Dao Ancestor! You must avenge us!"

The two unlucky fellows, Zhunti and Jieyin, dragged their broken holy bodies and stumbled and crawled to the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun looked at these two useless pieces, a flash of extreme disgust crossing his eyes, but he knew that the balance of Heaven still needed these two pawns. He took a deep breath and began to plan his next move.