Chapter 901: Boss Fang's Mission

"The... The Investiture of the Gods?!" Even now, they remained blind to the true magnitude of those words, yet looking at the archaic calligraphy manifested upon the monument and sensing the connotations of divine investiture, an unutterable emotion bloomed within their hearts, defying all language.

The scene shifted abruptly to the peak of Mount Qi, where golden phoenixes sang in harmonious chorus; faintly, amidst a disciplined army clad in solemn armor, an ancient formation of supreme mysticism unfolded, turning the very winds and clouds upside down, plunging heaven and earth into darkness!

There were vast and ethereal celestial palaces, appearing to stand above the stars and the Great Dao itself; there was a mortal dynasty that compelled the immortals to bow their heads; there were great demons and vile pests wreaking havoc upon the world; and there was the golden scroll of investiture, born from the creation of heaven and earth!

Scene after scene unfolded before them, and in those fleeting glimpses, they seemed to behold a vast, boundless scroll of mythological history.

"Three eyes... Could that be... Lord Erlang?!" Jiang Xiaoyuan's eldest brother, Jiang Xuan, happened to adore Lord Erlang passionately, and he cried out in astonishment on the spot, "How is Lord Erlang here as well?!"

"Look over there, holding the zither and the pipa, could those be... the Four Heavenly Kings?!" Even a group of elves from the Canglan City shop recognized a few of them.

"Ah! I think I see Heavenly King Li holding the pagoda too!" Jiang Xiaoyuan, situated in the new shop of the East Continent, also exclaimed, "Could this be the Heavenly Court?!"

"No, this seems to be the mortal realm!" Shen Qingqing, a dedicated lore enthusiast, had clearly researched these matters deeply, "This is a mortal dynasty called the 'Yin Shang'!"

"How is that possible?!" One must know that in *Journey to the West*, it was these very deities who constructed a celestial court that even the Great Sage Equal to Heaven could not shatter!

Yet now, throngs of powerful deities were actually serving as officials in the mortal realm, an arrangement that utterly upended the understanding of the world, of immortals, gods, humans, and indeed all existence that they had held for thousands of years!

Just how powerful was such a dynasty?!

And what exactly happened afterward to cause such a monumental upheaval?!

Could it be that this *Investiture of the Gods* narrated the establishment of the Heavenly Court and the origins of the gods?!

The realization sent a collective shudder down their spines! What kind of existence possessed the capability to establish absolute order in a world where even immortals and gods bowed as subjects to the mortal realm?

And that scroll of investiture, was it also connected to this?!

Unwittingly, amidst the unparalleled shock, a deep sense of curiosity arose, compelling them to want to read further.

"This Investiture of the Gods..." Su Tianji cried out, "This elder praises it to the heavens!"

"Destined to dominate next month!" The bullet comments also flashed across the screen frantically.

"This is absolutely a masterpiece! Surely not inferior to Journey to the West!"

"I want to watch it! I want to watch it!" Several elves nearly leapt from their seats, "Ah! Boss! We want to watch this!"

"Aren't you watching it right now?!" Boss Fang quickly spoke up.

"What do you mean watching?!" Elven Queen Kellynchel also pressed forward, "Can this trailer business be called watching?!"

"We want to watch the actual Investiture of the Gods!"

"Hasn't it not been released yet?" Boss Fang replied, "Watch the trailer today, and when it is released, you will naturally get to watch it."

With that, Boss Fang stood up, preparing to head off to work.

"Thud!"

With one hand propped against the wall, Elven Queen Kellynchel led the crowd to block Boss Fang's path: "Then when exactly will it be released?!"

At this moment, a group of little elves stood right behind her, clearly offering her their support.

This display afforded her immense dignity, finally reclaiming a bit of her regal demeanor.

"I am not entirely sure, perhaps next month," Boss Fang answered casually.

"Next month?!" The Elven Queen's voice instantly rose by several decibels.

"Or perhaps the month after next," Boss Fang said.

"The month after next?!" Kellynchel's voice climbed even higher, immediately drawing a large crowd of onlookers.

"Then it might well be the month after that," Boss Fang stated.

"Ah! You!" Kellynchel's ears turned red with sheer vexation; you are simply bullying us elves!

Can a boss truly do whatever he pleases?!

Boss Fang shrugged his shoulders and departed past them.

"Hmph! He infuriates me to death!" Kellynchel stamped her foot, "This trash boss, when the Investiture of the Gods comes out, let us just not watch it! Let us see if this boss gets anxious!"

"Uh..." Sera suddenly hesitated, "Sister Kellyn, that won't be necessary, right..."

Elder Xivi also expressed some dilemma: "To watch... we should still take a look, shouldn't we?"

Kellynchel wanted to say more, but an elderly figure stood behind her, gently stroking his silver beard, and murmured: "This... Your Majesty, since you do not care to watch it, perhaps you could look over those confidential documents of the Elven Royal Court... You can read those, and allow this old minister to help you watch the Investiture of the Gods, what do you think?"

"..."

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Naturally, Boss Fang was uncertain of the time merely because the quest was not yet complete; thus, at this moment, Boss Fang was single-mindedly pondering ways to earn money, such as... Nalan Hongwu and the others, who had successfully departed for the Sea of Ten Thousand Immortals.

At this time, the Sea of Ten Thousand Immortals had directed almost all its energy toward the human realm, seemingly paying less heed to what was right under its nose.

"Are we able to establish a teleportation array?"

"Materials from the human realm are certainly incapable of constructing it, but we should be able to utilize local resources to resolve this issue." Gu Tingyun appeared exceedingly experienced and steady; a group of people dressed in garments identical to the passing immortals could be seen weaving through the marketplace.

Just at that moment, two elegantly dressed young masters approached from the opposite direction: "You say these useless servants are truly... given so many powerful spells, they do not use them to create some fun and interesting things to relieve this young master's boredom, but instead think about cultivation all day long, are their brains filled with mush?!"

"My great clans shall prosper for ten thousand generations, the ancestors are eternal and immortal; what use is it for us to cultivate for a few hundred or thousands of years? Are they stupid or what?"

"Go! Find me some amusement!"

A servant beside him quickly replied: "Yes... Young Master!"

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"Legend has it... that the gods residing in the highest heavens seized the 'Dao' in the endless primordial past, yet they lost 'Creation'.

No one knows what 'Creation' is, but it enticed the gods to pursue and drive it to this very place.

That land... is the human realm."

"Oh, Qingqing, has this Martial Immortal updated again?!" In the Jiuhua City shop, Xu Zixing spotted another exquisitely crafted book on Shen Qingqing's desk and flipped through a few pages, encountering these lines, "Why is this volume so mystical and cryptic? What is written here?"

"This volume is the prequel, I do not know either, anyway I haven't read it yet." Shen Qingqing rewatched the trailer for *Investiture of the Gods* over and over again, evidently having no time to spare for the moment.

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At this time, within the Sea of Ten Thousand Immortals, capable individuals and eccentric talents hidden throughout the vast expanses were all summoned together; immortals from all eight directions gathered!

In the Pantheon, countless primordial deities who had ruled over this realm for an unknown duration also began to assemble!

In the past, it was merely a matter of prestige, a matter of maintaining an order they did not intend for humans to transgress, which required no great solemnity, but this occasion was different...

If that supreme treasure had truly emerged into the world, they would not hesitate even if it meant mobilizing the armies of the divine court, marching upon the human realm, and utterly grinding the entire human world into dust!

Such a colossal force was, to humanity, an absolute, crushing weight! Even the most ancient of gods, when facing the entire world, would find themselves ground to pieces with no other recourse!

In this world, what power could possibly contend with the gods of an entire world?!

There was none, and there could never be!