Others follow advice and imitate celebrities, but you start by pretending to be a god?

Looking at these fragrant, glistening peaches, now gnawed and mangled beyond recognition.

The vast Yaochi sacred land instantly fell into deathly silence.

After a long silence, the little white dragon spoke softly.

"Monkey, you didn't sneak into the Peach Garden again this time, did you...?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Sun Wukong was speechless. "Last time I sneaked in, I only ate some peaches that ripen only once every thousand years. How could I have gotten my hands on these?"

The disciples of the temple looked at these peaches with strange expressions!
Dog teeth marks?
Peaches?

Could this be the result of the sins committed by the three reincarnations of the Celestial Hound and Shen Gongbao?
The more they thought about it, the more likely it seemed, leaving the disciples of the temple both amused and exasperated!

Why did those scoundrels, Xiaotian Dog, have to ruin the peaches of immortality?
How are we supposed to begin?
The disciples of the various temples were at a loss for words, while the Heavenly Court was trembling with rage!
"Who...who did this?!"

The celestial beings in Heaven, witnessing this scene, felt as if their bodies were filled with smoke!
Having just regained face and made a good impression on the Three Realms, this is the last thing they do?
The peaches that bear fruit only once every 30,000 years were slapped in the face before they could even be presented.

He just finished showing off and someone's already causing trouble; he's practically courting death!

At the head of the Heavenly Court, the Jade Emperor, his face ashen, coldly issued his order.

"Martial Star Lord!"

"Mo Liqing, Mo Lihong, Mo Lihai, Mo Lishou!"

"You five, immediately go inside the Heavenly Court to investigate the reason!"

"We must find the culprit!"

"Take him back to Yaochi!!"

Just as the Jade Emperor was raging over at Yaochi.

The most central part of Heaven.

A figure stood before the enormous palace, slowly raising his head to gaze intently, muttering to himself.

"Is this the Investiture of the Gods?"

"As long as the Investiture of the Gods is severed, the path to immortality for humanity can be rebuilt..."

"But if we were to shatter the Investiture of the Gods here, the entire human race would probably become a thorn in the side of the Heavenly Court..."

Taking a deep breath, Ying Zheng's gaze gradually hardened.

He slowly walked uphill.

Who on earth managed to disrupt the Peach Banquet?
Outside the South Gate of Heaven, the four generals of the Demon Clan—Mo Liqing, Mo Lihong, Mo Lihai, and Mo Lishou—each had a gloomy and somber expression.

The white jade peaches, which only bear fruit once every 30,000 years, have been so destroyed; there must be a traitor who has infiltrated the Heavenly Court!

"Immediately mobilize the heavenly soldiers and generals!"

"Seal off the entire Mount Ling and order the Giant Spirit God to guard the South Heavenly Gate, and do not let anyone escape!"

Mo Liqing strode out of the Peach Banquet venue, his eyes wide with anger, his armor clanging amidst swirling auspicious clouds.

It's outrageous that such a grand event was disrupted by such petty scoundrels!
"Brother, do you think it might be that same mastermind behind this again?" Mo Lishou asked in a deep voice.

The Heavenly Peach Banquet was so disrupted that even he was seething with anger.

The pilgrimage team came to the Heavenly Court seeking help, and they were just about to show off their power when they were humiliated on the spot.

Above the Heavenly Court, he could clearly see that at least most of the gods had their faces flushed red.

Even the two great masters, Zhen Yuanzi and Zhenwu the Great, had rather subtle expressions as they looked at the gnawed peach in front of them!

"Who cares if he's the mastermind behind it all!" Mo Liqing roared, his eyes burning with rage.

"Whoever it is, we must find him!"

"We must not let the troublemakers escape!"

The other three brothers nodded in unison, their expressions solemn, and each led a team of heavenly soldiers and generals, rushing off in three different directions.

Mo Liqing led a celestial army of over a hundred men eastward.

Although Mo Liqing was filled with rage, he had not lost his mind. He first searched the direction of the Peach Garden, hoping to find some clues, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

The other three brothers did the same; they quickly searched in all directions, trying to find the person who stole the peaches.

But the Celestial Hound and its three reincarnations were all as slippery as eels, so how could they leave any trace?

No matter how hard the four members of the Demon Clan searched, they couldn't find a single clue.

While the four demon generals were searching with all their might, far away at the location of the Investiture of the Gods, Ying Zheng was walking slowly forward.

Here, the rosy clouds cast countless rays of light, and the magnificent halls were shrouded in a dazzling mist of light, creating a scene of peace and tranquility.

The legendary Investiture of the Gods, the great calamity of the past, the chaos of the Three Realms, the fierce battle between the Chan and Jie sects in this world, vying for opportunities.

That battle truly swept across the entire Three Realms!
All the powerful beings of the late primordial era made their move, and even saints descended to the mortal realm to participate in this game!

In that battle, countless powerful figures perished, and the entire primordial continent shattered completely!

The Three Realms were in turmoil, and finally the Heavenly Dao intervened. Dao Ancestor Hongjun issued a decree, allowing countless souls to return to their places on the Investiture of the Gods, thereby stabilizing the Heavenly Realm.

It was at the end of that battle that Buddhism intervened to guide numerous souls, stabilizing the Three Realms and gaining immeasurable merit.

Therefore, in order to compensate for the achievements of Buddhism, Heaven and Earth decreed that the next era would be led by Buddhism, and Buddhism was destined to prosper.

The souls returned to their rightful places, and the gods were conferred and the heavens were restored.

The Investiture of the Gods is inscribed with countless names, all of which are the true names of the immortals of the Heavenly Court.

With the existence of the Investiture of the Gods, except for a very few special cases, no matter what misfortune befell the immortals of the Heavenly Court, their souls could be guided back and their immortal bodies reconstructed within the list.

It can be said that the Investiture of the Gods is one of the most precious treasures of the Heavenly Court.

The defenses here are the best in the Heavenly Court, with heavenly soldiers patrolling at all times, and unauthorized personnel are strictly prohibited from approaching.

This area was surrounded by blazing divine light and auspicious clouds, resembling a sacred pure land.

Although the true form of the Investiture of the Gods is not visible in the magnificent hall, its presence can still be felt, sacred and peaceful.

Squads of heavenly soldiers patrolled outside the Investiture of the Gods Hall. Ying Zheng, his robes fluttering, walked forward without hesitation.

"Who dares to trespass!"

As the celestial light swirled, Ying Zheng appeared from afar, and the patrolling celestial soldiers sensed the movement. They all ignited their celestial flames, enveloped in celestial aura, and burst forth with a sacred and peaceful light!

The heavenly soldiers guarding the Investiture of the Gods Hall were not new recruits; they were the most elite celestial troops of the Heavenly Court, each a veteran of countless battles.

They were all experienced and knowledgeable, strong individuals who had emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Even the weakest one has reached the Celestial Immortal realm!
But at this moment, they were affected.

How is this going?

The entire celestial army looked astonished.

Because they found themselves instantly unable to move, as if the surrounding air had frozen, completely immobilizing them.

A figure gracefully passed by them.

He walked with ease, completely ignoring the heavenly soldiers, only slightly frowning as he surveyed his surroundings.

"No wonder I felt something was off earlier. This area contains a hidden formation that has a significant impact on me... causing my internal magical power to surge. Could this place be one of the key points of the Zhou Tian Star Array?"

"That makes sense. My master's books record that the larger the formation, the more precious the objects needed to suppress the formation's core."

"Which book recorded it in? I can't remember. But if the Investiture of the Gods is used to suppress the Zhou Tian Star Array, there should be no problem..."

Ying Zheng was dressed in a black and gold robe, surrounded by an auspicious aura.

He stood in front of the Investiture of the Gods Hall, looking up to observe carefully, completely ignoring the heavenly soldiers around him.

The heavenly soldiers' pupils dilated, and they were drenched in cold sweat.

Just looking at Ying Zheng's back, they felt fear emanating from every pore of their bodies, frantically urging them to flee for their lives.

If the surrounding space hadn't been frozen in place, preventing even their eyes from moving, they would probably have collapsed to the ground long ago. (End of Chapter)