Chapter 923: Grandmaster Tongtian's Master!?

Naturally, the shop remained entirely oblivious to such otherworldly affairs, with everyone spending their days internet gaming or drama bingeing outside of essential tasks; some of the lazier souls did not even know what was happening a little further down the road.

As for Boss Fang, he was immersed in cultivation day after day, and with a shop to run besides... time was understandably scarce.

Boss Fang had already wrapped up his first round of the Spirit Crystal earning quest today, and spent most of his remaining hours planning the next mobile game strategy with Nalan Mingxue, leaving him with no spare leisure to mind other business.

Idly, Boss Fang glanced at his system interface, only to find the quest progress creeping upward at a swift and steady pace: "This Immortal Realm and Divine Realm... are truly filthy rich, aren't they?!"

"I reckon *Zhengtu* can start preparing for the National War," Boss Fang remarked aloud. "This should be quite a moneymaker!"

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As for the general atmosphere within the shop, it showed not a single shred of change.

A few cultivators were gathering materials to refine array blueprints or mastering some divine abilities and spells; figures like Su Tianji and An Huwei, for instance, were merrily occupied day in and day out.

Not to mention, they still had to watch their dramas every day.

"Is this *Investiture of the Gods* approaching its grand finale?!" While the crowd waited with wide, longing eyes for the final episodes of *Investiture of the Gods*, they simultaneously wished the drama would delay its conclusion; after all... such a mythological series had truly lent far more vibrant color to their lives.

In *Investiture of the Gods*, a few powerful Dharma treasures could allow cultivators who had only just achieved minor success in the Dao to leap across countless barriers of class and cultivation, beating Golden Immortals until they had no power to strike back.

An array formation, practiced by amere handful of mortal soldiers, could strip gods and immortals of all their magical power, leaving them unable to deploy a single divine ability, trapped within to do nothing but close their eyes and await death—this was something entirely unheard of.

All sorts of divine abilities left the audience too dazzled to take it all in: the Five-Colored Divine Light, the Seven Arrow Book of Nail-Heads... various divine arts and Daoist methods possessed powers that either shook heaven and earth or were wondrously bizarre, dealing death invisibly.

Furthermore... having watched up to this point...

In the early morning, a crowd of people gathered, some cradling instant noodles, others holding cappuccinos, as they began to gossip once more.

"That Grandmaster Tongtian, even the mighty Immortal-Slaying Array he laid out was broken, does that mean the Jie Sect has already lost?!"

"Do you think... this Grandmaster Tongtian might still have some even more formidable trick up his sleeve?!" Nalan Mingxue guessed. "Somehow... given Grandmaster Tongtian's vast capabilities, if he were to be defeated just like this, it seems a bit too simple."

"No way..." Song Qingfeng was startled by Nalan Mingxue's speculation. "Class Monitor, the Immortal-Slaying Array was already so terrifying... how could there possibly be anything more powerful?!"

One must know that the Immortal-Slaying Array required four Grandmaster-level figures joining forces before it could be undone; compared to the previous Ten Absolute Arrays or the Nine-Bends Yellow River Array, it simply wasn't on the same level, even a being like Yuanshi Tianzun had one of his lotus flowers sheared away!

How could there possibly be an even more formidable method than that?!

Yet when they opened today's newly updated episode to take a look: "The Ten Thousand Immortals Array at the Great Gathering of the Three Sects?!"

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Array?!" The crowd exchanged glances...

"What kind of array is this?!" Could it be even more powerful than the Immortal-Slaying Array?!

They hastily opened the new episode of the day, unable to wait a moment longer as they eagerly watched on.

This time, before the Ten Thousand Immortals Array, it could truly be said that a multitude of immortals had descended; beneath the Yuxu gate, Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun, True Person Puxian, Daoist Cihang... every single immortal was present in full force, and though they no longer possessed the magical power of their glory days, how could the disciples of Yuxu be considered ordinary?

And opposite them, a vast expanse of smoke and clouds rolled; only a clap of thunder resounded as the misty vapors parted, revealing the Ten Thousand Immortals Array within.

Back when they first started watching *Investiture of the Gods* and beheld the Yuxu Palace, seeing the mountains shrouded in clouds, the lofty celestial pavilions, and the host of immortals paying homage, they had thought that was the gathering place of all immortals in this world.

But viewing it today, they finally understood the true meaning of ten thousand immortals!

Fixing their eyes upon the sight, they saw the mist and haze draped in five-colored golden light, and within the Jie Sect, high and low, clustered and crowded, were all the wandering immortal guests from the Five Peaks, Three Mountains, and Four Seas, stretching so far that the eye seemingly could not find the end.

Hidden sages of heaven and earth, various men of great capability, each possessing profound magic and extraordinary divine abilities.

The previous Nine-Bends Yellow River Array, laid out by a mere six hundred mortal soldiers, had already caused the Twelve Golden Immortals to fall to the mortal realm; now that Grandmaster Tongtian had arranged it with his own hands, with ten thousand immortals forming the array, what kind of power would such a formation possess?!

What was even more extraordinary was that within the Ten Thousand Immortals Array, there were various other great arrays—the Taiji Array, the Liangyi Array, the Sixiang Array—arrays within arrays, intricately linked, and further bolstered by the strange treasure, the Six-Soul Banner; when the soul banner fluttered, all spirits and souls would perish!

Yet at this very moment, before the Xiqi lines, Yuanshi Tianzun, Laozi, and the Two Sages of the West had all arrived in full; though that Great Array of Ten Thousand Immortals possessed power even vaster than the Immortal-Slaying Array, when the wall begins to fall, everyone gives it a push—under the combined strength of four Grandmasters, how could there be any hope of survival?

The audience watched as Grandmaster Tongtian's Ten Thousand Immortals Array was broken by the four Grandmasters; among its ranks, some became gods, some converted to the Western Leader, some fled, and some were innocently slaughtered. At that time, Holy Mother Wudang, seeing the formation could no longer hold, departed first, Shen Gongbao left as well, and Pilu Immortal had already joined the Western Leader, leaving only Grandmaster Tongtian leading two to three hundred rogue immortals, completely disgraced.

No one could stop the dawning of a new era; even one as powerful as Grandmaster Tongtian, even a sect as mighty as the Jie Sect, was now torn asunder. Seeing this, the crowd felt a pang of sorrow on one hand, but also breathed a quiet sigh of relief on the other—the rotten, decaying dynasty before them was also about to come crashing down.

Since ancient times, how could there ever be an immortal dynasty? Yin Shang was an example; it was just like a human's birth, old age, sickness, and death—where there is rise, there must be fall; where there is life, there must be destruction.

Just as the Heavenly Dao is constant, it does not exist for the sake of Yao, nor does it perish for the sake of Jie.

And this immense calamity, which had embroiled heaven, earth, and the three realms of immortals, gods, and men, finally drew toward its conclusion.

Right at that moment... Su Tianji, Gu Tingyun, and the viewers from the Western Continent, while watching the drama, suddenly saw ten thousand paths of auspicious clouds and thousands of streaks of radiant vapor rising directly to the south, accompanied by a succession of exotic fragrances, as a Daoist approached holding a bamboo branch. He chanted a verse:

"High I recline upon the nine-layered clouds, a cattail-leaf patch settles the Dao true; outside the dark-yellow of heaven and earth, I shall hold sway as the Sect Master. Pangu gives rise to the Taiji, the Liangyi and Sixiang follow in turn; one Dao is passed to three friends, two sects of Chan and Jie divide. Chief leader of all Xuan portals, a single breath transforms into Hongjun."

"Who on earth is this?!" Su Tianji stared at the Daoist. "Could it be... the investiture of gods isn't over yet?!"

"Which side's Sect Master is this?!" Hearing this poetic verse, everyone instantly sensed that this person's caliber was absolutely not inferior to Grandmaster Tongtian.

But why... had there seemingly been no mention of him before?! Furthermore, weren't the great sects of this world limited to only three sects plus one Western Sect?

Right at that moment, they saw Grandmaster Tongtian hurriedly step forward to welcome him, prostrating himself as he said, "Your disciple wishes Master a holy life without bounds! I knew not of Master's arrival and failed to welcome you from afar, I beg your forgiveness!"

"M... Master?!"

"A being like Grandmaster Tongtian actually has a... Master?!"

What they expected even less was that... Yuanshi Tianzun and Laozi all addressed him as Master?!