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Di Xin frowned slightly.

"Who is it?"

The voice said, "Grand Tutor Wen didn't say, only that he was a disciple of the Jie Sect, a personal disciple of the Vice Master of Xuandu."

Di Xin remained silent.

The Intercepting Sect.

Xuandu.

He had never seen that figure in green robes in person, but he had heard of him vividly.

A century of enlightenment, mending the heavens and supporting the sky.

Subdue the four ferocious beasts, and subdue the rebellious gods.

Call upon the Way of Man, and round the Way of Earth.

Even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun suffered a loss, and even the Primordial Heavenly Venerable bowed his head.

What are his disciples doing in Chaoge?

"In that case, I shall take a look."

Di Xin spoke, his voice calm.

"Look at this disciple of the Jie Sect, what kind of saintly act does he want to put on in my Chaoge?"

The sound faded, returning to nothingness.

The mist gradually dissipated, and the morning sun rose.

In Chaoge City, the people began their busy day.

Vendors hawked their wares, children played, and women drew water.

Business as usual.

But beneath that calm, there was a hint of inexplicable anticipation.

Because Grand Tutor Wen had given the order last night.

Today, a distinguished guest arrives from the East Sea, who will manifest divine power over Chaoge.

Tell the people not to panic or hide.

Just look up.

What are you looking at?

Grand Tutor Wen did not say.

Grand Tutor Ke Wen said that they were disciples of the Jie Sect.

He is a direct disciple of the Vice Master of Xuandu.

They came to protect the Shang Dynasty.

They came to protect Chaoge.

They've come to determine the fate of the world.

The people then believed it.

Because of the Jie Sect.

Because of Xuandu.

Because that figure in green was their greatest support.

Three poles in the sun.

The mist dissipated, and the sky became clear.

suddenly.

"Buzz".

A five-colored ray of light rushed in from the east.

Its brilliance was dazzling, vast, and magnificent.

It illuminated the entire sky in an instant.

It illuminated the entire city of Chaoge.

It illuminates the rows of houses and the crisscrossing streets.

It illuminates those faces that look up in awe.

In Chaoge City, the people looked up.

In those eyes, there was shock, fervor, and an unprecedented pride that hundreds of millions of yuan had never felt before.

Those were disciples of the Jie Sect.

That was a disciple personally taught by the Vice Master of Xuandu.

They came to protect the Shang Dynasty, to safeguard Chaoge, and to stabilize the world.

above the sky.

The five-colored light condensed, revealing a figure.

He wore a pale blue-white Taoist robe and had a stern face.

Five-colored divine light swayed behind him, and the laws of the five elements intertwined like a net.

His aura was as deep as an abyss and as vast as the sea.

Kong Xuan.

Yuan Feng's son.

The first peacock in the world.

Peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

He stood in the sky, looking down.

Looking towards the majestic city of Chaoge, looking towards the solemn royal palace.

Looking towards Emperor Xin, who stood atop the Star-Picking Tower.

Eyes facing each other.

Di Xin gazed at that figure, at that cold and stern face, at those arrogant eyes.

An indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

Is this Kong Xuan?

Is this Yuan Feng's son?

Is this the personal disciple of the Vice Master of Xuandu?

Indeed extraordinary.

"Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan."

Di Xin spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly reached the heavens.

"Fellow Daoist, what brings you to Chaoge?"

Kong Xuan looked at him, her gaze calm.

Beneath that calm exterior lies a profound understanding of the ways of the world.

"This humble Taoist has come to plead for Your Majesty."

Di Xin was taken aback.

A cry?

What's that?

Kong Xuan did not explain.

He simply raised his eyes and looked up at the sky.

Take a deep breath.

then.

Open up.

"Hey!!!"

A phoenix cry suddenly erupted from his mouth!

The sound was so clear, so resonant, so vast.

It pierced through the entire city of Chaoge in an instant!

Through the rows of houses, through the crisscrossing streets.

It penetrates those upturned faces, it penetrates those beating hearts.

Piercing through the sky, piercing through the clouds, piercing through the endless void!

The cry of the phoenix resounded throughout heaven and earth.

The people of Chaoge City were shocked.

In those eyes, there was shock, fervor, and an unprecedented pride that hundreds of millions of yuan had never felt before.

That was the cry of a phoenix.

That was the true cry of the phoenix.

That was the cry of Feng, the son of Yuan Feng.

That voice was ten thousand times more real than the fake one from Xiqi.

On the Star-Picking Tower.

Di Xin shuddered.

A sudden burst of light shone from the depths of those deep eyes.

He could tell.

That was the cry of a phoenix.

That was the true cry of the phoenix.

That was the phoenix's cry, a sign of destiny in Shang.

above the sky.

The sound of the phoenix's cry has not yet faded.

Five-colored divine light suddenly shone brightly.

Within that light, a gigantic peacock phantom slowly materialized.

It is thousands of feet long, with tail feathers like a screen.

The five-colored divine light flowed endlessly, illuminating heaven and earth.

A peacock spreading its tail feathers.

All birds pay homage to the phoenix.

In Chaoge City, countless birds took flight.

Towards that peacock phantom, towards that five-colored divine light.

They worship, circle, and sing joyfully.

The people knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Destiny is in business!"

"Destiny is in business!"

"Destiny is in business!"

The sound shook the heavens, and the waves surged backward.

The shouts mingled with the cries of the phoenix.

It merged with the five-colored divine light and became one with the scene of ten thousand birds paying homage to the phoenix.

The entire city of Chaoge trembled at that sound.

The entire sky changed color in that light.

Kong Xuan stood in the sky, hands behind his back.

Five-colored divine light swayed, and the phantom of a peacock hung behind him.

He lowered his eyes, gazing at the kneeling people and the bustling capital.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a sense of relief and ease.

The phoenix sings in Chaoge.

The black bird returns to its nest.

Destiny lies in business.

He had completed the task assigned to him by his master.

......

Xiqi

Xiangfu.

In a quiet room.

Jiang Ziya sat cross-legged, wearing a gray-white Taoist robe, his face composed.

The Investiture of the Gods hung overhead, shimmering with golden light.

The God-Slaying Whip lay across his knees, its purple light swirling around him.

He closed his eyes, his mind sinking into the depths of his dantian.

It's not spiritual practice.

We are waiting.

Waiting for the opportune moment when the Investiture of the Gods begins.

We'll wait for the chance to save as many as we can.

suddenly.

He was jolted.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

A sudden burst of light shone from the depths of those clear eyes.

He heard it.

From the east, from the direction of Chaoge.

A phoenix's cry pierced the void, traversed the clouds, and crossed the endless distance.

It reached his ears.

The sound was clear, resonant, and vast.

It carried a Daoist charm that he had never perceived before.

That was the Daoist aura of Yuan Feng's son.

That was the Daoist style of Kong Xuan.

That is the sound of phoenixes singing in Chaoge.

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

Kong Xuan went to Chaoge.

It made a sound in the sky above Chaoge.

The phoenix sings in the morning song, and the black bird returns to its nest.

Destiny lies in business.

Xiqi's fabricated phoenix cry hadn't even been uttered before it was already lost.

We lost completely.

Jiang Ziya slowly closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, there was a deep, unfathomable calm in them.

"Master (Vice Leader of Xuandu)."

He spoke in a low voice.

"Is this your backup plan?"

"The phoenix sings in Chaoge, the mandate of heaven rests in Shang."

"The great righteousness of Xiqi has become a joke."

"Yuan Shi's calculations thus failed."

The sound faded, returning to nothingness.

The quiet room was completely silent.

The Investiture of the Gods hangs overhead, its golden light still shining brightly.

The God-Slaying Whip lay across his knees, its purple light still swirling.

But Jiang Ziya knew.

From this moment on, the course of the Investiture of the Gods changed.