Outside Chaoge City, in the main tent of the Shang Army camp.
Yang Jian's sudden appearance naturally caught Shen Gongbao off guard. However, Shen Gongbao was not an ordinary cultivator. He calmed down after a few words.
"Perfected Lord, why do you ask?" Shen Gongbao's eyes were filled with confusion. A self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips. "Perfected Lord, you should have heard about my realm from others."
"Hearing it from others is not as convincing as hearing it from Uncle-Master."
Yang Jian's gaze was a little aggressive, and his words were also forceful. "Uncle-Master, please consider carefully. If you have really become enemies with Chanism in recent years, I have no choice but to take action today."
Shen Gongbao was silent for a while. His gaze changed a few times, but in the end, he remained calm.
"Although I can't figure out what the God-Conferment Tribulation is, you know what I've done. Why waste your breath on me?"
What do you mean?
Die calmly?
Yang Jian roughly understood Shen Gongbao's identity.
Shen Gongbao should not know much about the scheme behind the God-Conferment Tribulation. He was probably a secret pawn arranged by the Three Pure Ones.
This matter was really hard to explain.
In order to eliminate Qianhong and protect all living beings in the Primordial World, the Three Pure Ones schemed against their disciples and decided to sacrifice the most powerful Jie School among the three sects to destroy Qianhong's destiny and force him to appear.
If Qianhong had been hiding in the Heavenly Dao, even if the six Saints attacked the Heavenly Dao together, they would not be able to make Qianhong appear …
The outcome was naturally because the Three Pure Ones had made a choice.
Shen Gongbao and the demon fox Daji were similar. They were both pawns of the Saints and could not tell the world what was on their minds.
Why?
Naturally, it was because of the Saints' pride.
"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Uncle-Master."
Yang Jian suddenly extended his left hand forward. Shen Gongbao did not seem to want to wait for death. He immediately activated the spirit talisman that he had secretly prepared.
However, just as Shen Gongbao's Dharma powers were activated, his eyes widened!
Yang Jian's left hand, which was not far away just now, was already pressing on Shen Gongbao's neck!
Universe Reversal!
Although Yang Jian could not be as carefree as the few Saints, it was easy for him to deal with an opponent like Shen Gongbao, who was not too strong, with a little bit of use.
Before Shen Gongbao could resist, a wisp of Xuan Qi sealed Shen Gongbao's Nigong Pill. Shen Gongbao immediately fainted.
Releasing Howling Celestial Dog, Yang Jian said, "Look after him."
The Celestial Hound bit Shen Gongpao's belt and dragged him into the Black Tortoise's kennel.
After capturing Shen Gongbao, Yang Jian burned the Shang army's tent and took advantage of the chaos to capture the immortals of Jie School who wanted to resist the last wave. He threw them far away to the Zhou Army.
The immortals of Jie School had Yang Jian's personal letter on them. He said that they could not harm their lives and that they would be locked up in Kunlun Mountain with the immortals of Jie School who had been captured previously. They would be released after the God Conferment matter was over.
In order not to harm the luck of the Zhou Nation, Yang Jian tried his best to avoid appearing. After capturing Shen Gongbao, he went to the God-Conferment Platform on his own.
There was actually no suspense in the final battle of the God Conferment. There were not many cultivators in the Shang army. It would only be a matter of three to five days before Chaoge City was destroyed.
At the last moment, Yang Jian had waited for more than ten years. However, he felt a little helpless.
Since living people would be affected by him and suffer all kinds of bad luck, it would be fine for him to meet the dead, right?
As soon as Yang Jian went to the Divine General's Residence, he isolated the Goddess of Golden Spirit in a courtyard and asked her to avoid meeting him, lest they fought in the God roll.
Just like that, Yang Jian stayed in the Divine General's Residence for three days. Every day, he would drink with Zhao Gongming and play chess and discuss the Dao with a few familiar immortals of Chanism. He did not care about the gazes of the people around him. His days were rather carefree.
The God roll was indeed a Heavenly Dao artifact. It was more useful for Yang Jian to hide in it than the broken jade that he carried with him.
At the very least, Zhao Gongming and Qiong Xiao, who had been in contact with Yang Jian for the past few days, did not show any abnormalities.
Today, he had just heard from the new generals of the Zhou Army that the Zhou Army had won in all directions and had already arrived at Chaoge City. He also heard a few officials of the Shang Nation who had just entered the God roll sigh and say with tears streaming down their faces that the King had already burned himself in Deer Terrace.
The God-Conferment was about to end.
Then, Yang Jian checked the God roll that had been filled up. He looked at the many names and the corresponding Deity Positions on it. He held a divine brush in his hand, but he could not land it no matter what.
This was the only chance for him, a person who had become a god, to change these Deity Positions.
Bai Jiangong stood at the side. Many Divine Generals and mortal generals gathered around him, waiting for Yang Jian to start writing.
For a long time, Yang Jian did not move. The divine brush in his hand did not land.
Zhao Gongming could not help but ask, "You can't read?"
"Forget it." Yang Jian dispersed the divine brush and slowly closed the God roll that was spread out in front of him. "I won't change it."
The group of immortals from Jie School who had once made things difficult for Yang Jian and even died in the battle with Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief.
After sealing the God roll, the scene around Yang Jian kept fading. The courtyard of the Divine General's Residence and the many figures turned into clouds. In the end, only more than ten immortals with powerful essence souls could stand at the side and watch Yang Jian.
Zhao Gongming, the Goddess of Golden Spirit, Qiong Xiao, Bi Xiao, the Goddess of Turtle Spirit …
They looked at Yang Jian with complicated gazes. At that moment, the Goddess of Golden Spirit was the calmest. She looked at Yang Jian calmly.
"Hmph, what's the point of defeating me with a sneak attack?"
Yang Jian listened to the soft snort in the wind and could only cupped his hands at the Goddess of Golden Spirit. He admitted that he had won unfairly.
Clearing his throat, Yang Jian bowed to Kunlun Mountain on the God-Conferment Platform. He held the God roll with both hands and said loudly, "I, Yang Jian, have been in charge of the God roll during the God-Conferment Tribulation of the South Continent. Fortunately, I did not fail my mission today. I have already found the vacant Deity Position on the God roll. Today, I will return the God roll to you. Grandmaster, please examine it! "
As soon as he finished speaking, a mysterious Dao rune came from Kunlun Mountain. The God roll turned into a ray of golden light and shot towards the western sky.
Yang Jian muttered in his heart.
Isn't Grandmaster busy managing the Heavenly Dao? The abnormality of the God roll clearly meant that Grandmaster was not "trapped" there. He could still display his holy might in the Primordial World.
In that case, the protection of Grandmaster was still there. He did not have to worry that someone would take advantage of the emptiness of the Dao Sect to attack Mei Mountain after he left.
As soon as the God roll left, the shadows dissipated. A white crane flew over from the northwest and brought over the Saint's declaration.
After Yang Jian bowed, he received the declaration. The words on it were a little obscure, but the meaning was rather simple.
According to the orders of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning, Yang Jian would confer titles to the gods there ten days later!
Problems arose.
Although he should be the one to end the God-Conferment Ceremony, Yang Jian was currently plagued with bad luck. In the past few days, there were signs of it intensifying. It might be even more serious in ten days.
Although the disciples of the Dao Sect who had been conferred the title of God were already fortunate, they were still unfortunate.
Apart from a few immortals, such as Long Ear and Lu Yue, most of the disciples of the Dao Sect should have cultivated freely in the mountains. They should not be controlled by the Celestial Court and be loyal to the Jade Emperor.
"Forget it." Yang Jian stood beside the God-Conferment Platform and sighed with his hands behind his back.
The final god-conferment matter should be left to a more reliable immortal to manage.
Yang Jian's gaze pierced through the clouds and landed on the South-Heaven Gate of the Celestial Court. With a thought, his figure rose with the wind and soared into the Nine Heavens.
…
The Tribulation Clouds that appeared in the South Continent a hundred years ago brewed the Great God-Conferment Tribulation that harmed the entire Dao Sect.
The mighty figures of the Dao Sect gathered and fought. The extremely powerful Dao Sect was directly injured and their essence energy was greatly damaged.
As the city gate of Chaoge City was pushed down by the Zhou Army and Di Xin burned himself on Deer Terrace Pavilion, the God-Conferment Tribulation that made countless cultivators sigh finally came to an end.
Actually, after the Ten Thousand Immortal Array was broken, there was no suspense about what happened next.
The shocking change after the Ten Thousand Immortal Array disappeared with the sound of the Chaos Bell.
There was no news of the Dao Ancestor being killed in the Primordial World. The six Saints should have worked together to stop it.
Perhaps the cultivators did not notice that their path of cultivation was broadening bit by bit. Many of the cultivators who had ascended to the peak of the Grand Heavenly Realm might suddenly notice that the root of their cultivation — the incomplete Dao laws — was gradually being repaired.
Let's not talk about the future. Let's talk about the current matter.
Three days after the Zhou Army conquered Chaoge City, King Wu paid his respects at the Nuwa Temple outside Chaoge City and ordered someone to remove Di Xin's poems. That was naturally Yang Jian's secret instructions.
Before King Wu could return from the Nuwa Temple, he heard the sound of drums in the sky. A group of immortals appeared in the clouds and rewarded King Wu. They extended his lifespan by twenty years, allowing him to consolidate the Zhou Nation and allow the people in the world to rest.
At the same time, the Celestial Court announced a piece of news. Seven days later, there would be a God-Conferment Ceremony on the God-Conferment Platform of Mount Qi. All immortals and gods could attend the ceremony.
Yang Jian had sold a huge favor to the Jade Emperor. It could be considered as returning the decree that the Jade Emperor had given him and protecting his junior brothers.
To Yang Jian, he did not want to owe his uncle anything.
At that moment, the Celestial Court was no longer the Celestial Court before the God-Conferment. A large number of mighty figures of the Dao Sect had entered the Celestial Court. Although they were forced by the Heavenly Dao, the strength of the Celestial Court had increased by more than several times.
To put it bluntly, the Celestial Court had already replaced the Dao Sect and become the largest "immortal sect" in the Primordial World.
The ancient path of pilgrimage immediately became busy. In the Major Chiliocosm controlled by the Skyward Pavilion, there were naturally immortals who came to watch the ceremony and join in the fun.
Those who were afraid of the Skyward Pavilion or wanted to curry favor with the Celestial Court and the Skyward Pavilion would naturally not let go of such an excellent opportunity.
Almost all the immortal sects in the Middle Continent had sent their elders and disciples. The Western Sect had also sent out countless experts, the Dragons of the Four Seas, and the hidden races of the Primordial World …
The God-Conferment Ceremony of the disciples of the Dao Sect had become a grand event in the world.
Seven days later, thousands of kilometers around Mount Qi were covered by layers of white clouds. There were countless immortals in the clouds, and countless Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals set up an array formation in the Nine Heavens.
Mount Qi was wrapped in clouds, leaving only the God-Conferment Platform shining with golden light in the sun.
Venus Taibai descended from the clouds and bowed to the surroundings. Then, she began to recite the long decree of the Jade Emperor.
In the decree, he mentioned that the immortals of Chanism had outstanding morals and the deep friendship of the immortals of Jie School. However, he did not mention Yang Jian, who was truly in charge of the God-Conferment Ceremony.
Thousands of kilometers away, at the border of the South Continent, Yang Jian was lying on the roof of a palace filled with demonic aura and looking at the "magnificent scenery" in the south.
The hall was naturally chaotic. The luck of the demons was already lacking. How could they withstand Yang Jian's "invasion"?
Many demons with weak cultivation levels had already begun to suffer Qi Deviation …
As he listened to the screams of the demons and felt the warmth of the sun, Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.
His eyelashes flickered gently, and the ends of his hair fluttered in the wind.
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