Mythology

Chapter 411 The Five Primordial Elements Command the Four Seas
Meanwhile, at the Investiture of the Gods Platform.

The Xiqi army advanced steadily, and the ghost soldiers were like thorns along the way, impossible to eradicate, so they could only move forward painfully, and the number of casualties continued to increase.

Fortunately, second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect accompanied the army and made a series of targeted arrangements.

Nowadays, soldiers carry talismans to ward off evil spirits, and their weapons have been slightly modified, resulting in a reduction in casualties compared to ghost soldiers.

Woo～～～
After marching for a hundred miles, the army took a temporary rest at Huanghua Mountain.

The Fengshen Platform landed heavily on the mountainside of Huanghua Mountain, attracting the attention of countless soldiers, with two or three hundred people on guard duty.

Rumors about the Fengshentai (Investiture of the Gods Platform) have been circulating in the military for a long time.

It is said that this is an altar that connects with the Heavenly Court. Once the conquest of Shang is completed, all demons and monsters in the mortal world will be reduced to ashes by heavenly lightning.

Jiang Ziya, holding the Investiture of the Gods, frowned as he faced the Investiture Platform.

The guards around him were all skilled in cultivation. They would release their Yin energy to investigate any slight movement until they confirmed it was true.

"The 373 clay sculptures should represent the immortals and gods who have been officially recognized."

Jiang Ziya noticed that most of the clay sculptures were covered in cracks and remained motionless, which likely meant that the corresponding immortals and mortals had died and been included in the list.

A small number of clay sculptures remain active, all depicting immortals from the two religions.

He looked at the several clay sculptures, most of which were already broken and on the verge of collapse.

The clay sculpture of the Corpse Taoist was strange and inexplicable. Two of its three heads were broken, and the remaining one was also covered with cracks, with dark red blood seeping from its eye sockets, as if it was on the verge of collapse.

"My nephew is at risk of dying in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation? Alas, even Ran Deng could not escape death, how can my nephew live to the end?"

The clay sculpture of the Taoist Ran Deng looks like it's been burned by a raging fire, turning a charred black color, with fragments falling off from time to time, indicating that his body and soul are abnormally unstable.

Jiang Ziya's gaze then fell on the clay sculpture of Shen Gongbao.

His expression was complicated. He had nothing to say about this junior brother. Shen Gongbao had indeed hindered Xiqi's success, but he had also helped the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The clay sculpture of Shen Gongbao is hollow, as if it is about to be completely devoured by something.

"Grandpa."

"Grandpa."

Jiang Ziya was momentarily dazed, and felt that the voice calling him was extremely familiar.

Unbeknownst to anyone, two female figures had appeared beside the Investiture Platform, standing on either side of Jiang Ziya.

They exuded a murderous aura, and their clothes were stained with blood.

It was clearly followed by the corpses of soldiers who died in battle.

The two women talked amongst themselves, a faint aura of yin spreading around them. The passing soldiers paid no attention to them, and even Jiang Ziya was affected.

"Sister, which body would you like to choose as your replacement?"

"Anything is fine, as long as the immortal position conferred is high and powerful, but it cannot be a Great Luo Golden Immortal, or the Conferred God Platform will turn against you."

Hu Ximei gently stroked her chin, "The Investiture of the Gods was not completed, and you and I replaced each other through soul fusion, so there shouldn't be any backlash, right?"

"I don't know, but as you know, neither of us are part of the Investiture of the Gods calamity, so no matter how much we try to interfere, it will be difficult to leave our names on the list."

As Su Daji spoke, a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes.

The two came from the Heavenly Emperor Huangzeng. They descended to the mortal realm because of the Deer Terrace. After possessing the bodies of two evil spirits, they lost their memories and only wanted to ascend to heaven in one step through the Investiture of the Gods.

"Give it a try. Those mortals in the Great Shang Dynasty are still dreaming of a ghost kingdom on earth. If you and I don't fight for it ourselves, it will all be for nothing in the end."

Su Daji's words were laced with disdain for the Shang Dynasty.

Bi Gan clearly knew about the Investiture of the Gods and had the opportunity to become an immortal within reach, yet he wanted to end the calamities caused by the rampant ghosts and demons in the mortal world.

Heh, how could you possibly control the Investiture of the Gods calamity?

“Sister, choose a clay sculpture as our body.”

"Why don't you ask Grandfather?"

Hu Ximei covered her mouth and chuckled, then blew into Jiang Ziya's ear, "Grandpa, why don't you tell me who among the dying immortals on the stage is worth paying attention to?"

Jiang Ziya frowned, and the more he looked at the two men, the more trustworthy they seemed.

He picked up the Investiture of the Gods and stuck it to his forehead. Hu Ximei's face lit up with greed upon seeing the Investiture of the Gods.

Su Daji quickly stopped her, "This is not something you or I can touch. The Investiture of the Gods is related to a great calamity. Do you think you have that destiny?"

Hu Ximei gasped for breath, trying to suppress the distracting thoughts in her mind.

Jiang Ziya communicated with the Investiture of the Gods, and the treasure faintly revealed the words: "Randeng Daoist, you can perform the work of magic and can control the three vehicles of the world."

"The Holy Mother of Wudang can reside in the Xuanming Palace of the North Pole and control the essence of Ren and Gui waters..."

The characters on the Investiture of the Gods were all a preview of the investiture, and one could vaguely see the hierarchy of positions in the Heavenly Court.

Su Daji shook her head slightly; no matter how bold she was, she wouldn't dare to covet a Great Immortal.

She pointed to two clay sculptures in the corner of the Fengshentai platform.

According to the talismans pasted on their heads, they are the Corpse Taoist and Shen Gongbao.

"The Corpse Daoist can correspond to the five primordial phenomena and oversee the interaction of Yin and Yang."

“Shen Gongbao can sit on the horn of the East Sea and command the waters of the four directions.”

Su Daji looked around the Investiture Platform. Those who could survive to the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation were all Great Luo Golden Immortals, and those who died on the list could not be replaced.

The two are indeed a good match, but the title of "Siji" seems a bit intimidating.

Four waters? Could they be the four Dragon Palaces?
Su Daji still remembered Shen Gongbao.

This person was somewhat cunning, but his cultivation was not particularly profound. He received mixed reviews from both the Chan and Jie sects. Unexpectedly, he not only survived but also stood out during the Investiture of the Gods.

The Five Primordial Elements are even more mysterious: Taiyi, Taichu, Taishi, Taisu, and Taiji. They are not titles that ordinary immortals can use.

Of course, things might change again before the Investiture of the Gods is finalized.

However, even from this glimpse, it's clear that Shi Daoren and Shen Gongbao will be entrusted with important responsibilities.

"Let's go, little sister."

Hu Ximei's breathing became heavier and heavier as she licked her lips and said, "Sister, that Corpse Daoist is mine. The Five Primordial Immortals are truly renowned."

"Alright, I'll choose Shen Gongbao. Hu Ximei, you must be very careful."

Su Daji did not hesitate at all. The Five Primordial Gods were too powerful for her to handle, so replacing Shen Gongbao was the best course of action.

Hu Ximei couldn't wait to slice open the skin and pull along the muscle lines.

The physical body split in two, and a wisp of soul, resembling cotton wool, emerged.

“Sister, I recognize that Corpse Daoist. He’s a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren. How could he be worthy of the title of one of the Five Primordial Immortals?”

"It's mine! It's mine!!!"

Whoosh.

Hu Ximei transformed into a beam of light and disappeared into the clay sculpture of the Corpse Taoist.

Use the Investiture Platform to reach the Myriad Immortals Formation.

Su Daji sneered. With Hu Ximei around, she only needed to be cautious and she shouldn't make any mistakes. Commanding the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas would be enough.

"Instead of going to the Heavenly Court, it's better to lord it over the East Sea."

Whoosh.

Su Daji disappeared into Shen Gongbao's clay sculpture.

After a long while, Jiang Ziya came to his senses, his face turning extremely pale. He carefully examined the soul and discovered that a piece of memory had been lost.

He pressed his index finger against his brow, searching for any clues.

Sudden.

A rustling sound came.

Jiang Ziya looked up at the Investiture Platform and a strange scene came into view.

The clay sculpture of the Taoist Ran Deng is swallowing the Immaculate Buddha, yet his every move is filled with pain, while the Immaculate Buddha, as food, dances and gesticulates.

(End of this chapter)