The Investiture of the Gods Descends: I Sweep Through the Fantasy World

Fantasy, summoning, System, and wild ideas. Compete for supremacy and become a god! I transmigrated to another world and landed in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, where demons ran rampant and demon kings vied for dominance. From the start, a little pig demon tried to gobble me up in one bite. But have you asked my Brother Monkey if he'll allow that? Little Nezha wields his spear and dances his red ribbons, sweeping across the eight directions and six realms. Erlang Shen grips his three-pointed, double-edged blade and splits mountains and seas. Six Great Emperors join forces and battle him until heaven and earth grow dark. Can't beat them? Then let's use words instead. The entire Academy of the Dao spent three days and three nights racking their brains to draft a manifesto declaring war on us. The Poet Immortal glanced at it and scoffed. “This manifesto is full of holes!” The Poet Sage smiled calmly. “Allow me to teach you what it means to write!” His brush flew like a dragon and a serpent. The Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng appeared out of nowhere. A ray of golden light shot from the text into the clouds, thunder rolled, and heaven and earth resonated... The people of the Academy of the Dao knelt toward the golden light, weeping with joy. “Heaven wishes to revive our literary path! Hurry, go find the Saint Child...”