Investiture of the Gods: Twenty Years of Sign-Ins in Chaoge

You vile son, what is the punishment for attempting to murder your father and sovereign? I, your son, am willing to be imprisoned in the Scripture Pavilion for the rest of my life. The death penalty may be spared, but you will not escape punishment. Guards, cripple the vile son’s cultivation! Inside the Scripture Pavilion, Yin Jiao awakened his System. Congratulations, Host, you have signed in and received the Human Emperor Art. Congratulations, Host, you have signed in and received a Breakthrough Pill. Congratulations, Host, you have signed in and received the Human Emperor Sword Art. The Scripture Pavilion was full of hidden treasures. Yin Jiao had planned to quietly build up his strength and lie low for ages. Who could have guessed that thirty years later, the rebel armies of eight hundred feudal lords would storm through the cities and reach Zhaoge? With King Zhou dead by suicide and the Shang dynasty on the verge of collapse, Yin Jiao stepped out of the Scripture Pavilion and wiped out the coalition of eight hundred armies····