Chapter 914: The Ten Absolute Formations Emerge! The Disciples of the Jie Sect Display Their Might for the First Time!

Meanwhile, the story of Li Jing and his son was unfolding closely behind. The cultivators and martial artists across the various shops watched Nezha stirring up the Eastern Sea in Chentang Pass, up until he finally brought down a catastrophic disaster, slicing his flesh to return to his mother, scraping his bones to return to his father, and perishing by his own hand. They watched this whole sequence with breathless dread and pounding hearts.

Unlike The Journey to the West, what The Investiture of the Gods unveiled before their eyes was a magnificent, ancient mythological vista of Huaxia. Perhaps... throughout all of time and across the vast cosmos, no other legend or myth possessed such majestic grandeur, where so many immortals and gods manifested together, unfurling such a colossal mythological tapestry.

It was like an unimaginably massive stage, upon which mythical heroes from this grand tapestry emerged one after another.

Yet... in this grand portrait of mythical figures, absolute distinctions between good and evil were rarely seen. Gods were not flawless sages; they too committed errors. After all... they had also originated from mortals.

Thus, upon this peerless stage, there arose legends so astonishingly bizarre and full of unpredictable twists and turns.

"So... at this time, Li Jing was actually still cultivating under the tutelage of Perfected Man Du'e..."

"This Perfected Man Taiyi is incredible... to actually use lotus blossoms and roots to fashion Nezha's physical body!"

Scene after scene of miraculous sights practically made everyone stare with eyes wide and unblinking.

"So the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King's Exquisite Pagoda was actually given by Daoist Randeng... just to suppress Nezha and force them to reconcile?!"

"Eh—!? Isn't he the Ancient Buddha Randeng?!" Su Tianji and the others discussed the plot while watching, suddenly freezing in surprise.

One must know that the Ancient Buddha Randeng had appeared multiple times in The Journey to the West, but here, he was actually Daoist Randeng?!

His identity was actually... a disciple of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning?!

At this moment, the vision before them turned completely black.

"Ah—! How is it gone again—?!"

In an instant, they slumped dejectedly into their computer chairs, looking exactly like salted fish that had lost all their dreams.

Su Tianji and the others sat before their computers for a long while.

"Master, should we watch it again? It feels completely unsatisfying!" Fenghua spoke up.

"...Seriously, this shop owner, can't he just release a hundred episodes a day?!" Su Tianji said resentfully, "Then this master shall binge it once more."

"Too miraculous..." Just as her voice fell, Song Qingfeng beside her was already shouting aloud, "This divination actually doesn't require spiritual power; doesn't that mean anyone can learn it?!"

"The Marquis of the West's performance of the Innate Bagua, the Fuxi Eight Trigrams, is exceedingly obscure and difficult to understand. Conversely, the Sixty-Four Trigrams derived later have more complex permutations, yet the underlying principles are simpler. You all should watch it more."

They themselves did not know that this was the very beginning of the Zhouyi—one of the most famous principles of changes and crystallizations of ancient wisdom in later generations!

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"This Investiture of the Gods is just too miraculous...!" Over the next few days, almost every shop was filled with discussions about this newly released drama.

Some even imitated King Wen to deduce the numbers of the changes.

"Um... but..." At this time, Su Tianji sat on the sofa, enthusiastically discussing the upcoming plot of The Investiture of the Gods with everyone while saying, "The beginning is all foreshadowing the Shang Dynasty and the Three Teachings. The only important part was watching the Innate Bagua. I estimate those fellow daoists who study divination are absolutely thrilled."

"A pity this elder primarily studies Lightning Dharma, and divination is merely a hobby," Su Tianji said with a frowning face. "I wonder if there will be anything good to watch later on."

"You say those Three Teachings are so powerful, will any Sect Master ascend the altar to preach the Dao?" Beside her, Nalan Mingxue's lively, bright eyes darted around. "I wonder which one it will be..."

"It is said that because the Great Tribulation is approaching, the Chan Sect has already closed its daoist grounds, and disciples of the Ren Sect are rarely seen," Shen Qingqing analyzed. "Could it be the Jie Sect...?"

Su Tianji said, "That Madam Shiji claimed to be from the Jie Sect, yet she was instantly refined to death by Perfected Man Taiyi's Nine Dragons Divine Fire Shroud. Could it be that the Jie Sect isn't powerful at all?"

Nalan Mingxue deeply agreed, saying, "That is indeed possible..."

At this moment, everyone looked at the sky outside. The day was growing late, so they hurriedly packed up and rose from the sofa: "Tomorrow The Investiture of the Gods updates again, just thinking about it is exciting!"

"Without realizing it, another week has passed!"

"Living every day just to discuss The Investiture of the Gods like this..." Su Tianji said, feeling as if she only lived for this every day.

Fortunately, however, they could watch it again tomorrow, and she couldn't help but feel energized once more.

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The next morning...

"Huh—!?" A few people were leisurely holding their cups of cappuccino, not yet fully seated, when they heard Su Tianji shout, "Come quickly and look, it's actually talking about the Jie Sect now! Grand Preceptor Wen leads the army back to court!"

As a mythological drama with an ensemble cast, the protagonist Jiang Ziya interwove through it, perhaps not appearing all that brilliant; his spiritual power was minuscule, and almost every enemy or ally he met had to be addressed as a senior. Yet it was precisely his flaws that allowed the brilliance of others to burst forth.

The moment Grand Preceptor Wen returned to court, everyone's hearts instantly leaped into their throats once more. Even the trusted elder minister Shang Rong had dashed his head against the pillars of the golden palace, and even the Royal Uncle Bi Gan had been brutally heart-gouged—it could be described as lawless to the extreme. They originally thought this elder minister Wen Zhong would merely follow in their footsteps, but when they saw this elder minister riding a Black Qilin make his entrance, he actually left King Zhou not daring to utter a single word in excess. He beat the treacherous officials right in front of everyone in the golden palace, and King Zhou dared not show even a hint of anger...

All of them involuntarily shuddered in their hearts: "Just what is the background of this Grand Preceptor Wen... to make even King Zhou tremble with fear...!"

Although he currently appeared to be on the villain's side, he had practically become the person they admired most in the entire drama!

Upon the golden palace, he presented ten policies to stabilize the royal court; upon Jin'ao Island, he visited immortal friends to crusade against Xiqi!

At this moment, everyone also followed along to Jin'ao Island. Casting their eyes about, they saw only quiet oceans and green mountains, their grandeur suppressing the vast waters, their spiritual might shaking the seas. There were craggy cliffs and wondrous peaks, colorful phoenixes singing in pairs, long-lived deer and immortal foxes within the woods, and spiritual fowls and mysterious birds upon the trees. Vines and orchids grew in the ravines, and the bamboo remained forever green...

"Wow... so beautiful...!" The scenery-loving elves of the Canglan City shop watched, completely unwilling to come out.

"Look at what they are refining?!" At this time, immortals seemed to come and go upon the island, and within the Bagua Furnace, a certain object was being forged.

They saw that the refinement method was incredibly profound; though they could not understand it by watching, once it was deployed upon the battlefield of Xiqi, only then did they see divine lights of various colors abruptly rise within the formation. Innate pure qi drifted about, concealing the mechanisms of chaos. Wind and fire erupted together, the earth split and the heavens collapsed, murderous intent pierced into the heavenly realms, and black fog shrouded Mount Qi.

"This..." At this moment, let alone Su Tianji and the others, from the new viewers below to the various ancestors like the Xiaoyao Ancestor above, all looked at this formation with terrified expressions.

In their entire lives, they had never seen a formation so boiling with murderous intent, capable of overthrowing immortals and destroying gods: "This... what formation is this?!"

As the Ten Absolute Formations emerged, the daoist arts under the gate of the Biyou Palace also revealed their first inkling!

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