Investiture of the Gods: From the Start, I Have the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation

After transmigrating to the Primordial World, I become Tongtian’s unknown junior disciple.

On the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods, Zhao Gongming is on the brink of death. Lu Ya sneers, while the immortals of the Chan Sect look on with contempt.

I step forward and casually point a finger. A talisman transforms into the Four Swords of Zhu Xian.

In an instant, the formation diagram blankets ten thousand li. Lu Ya’s avatar is annihilated, all of Randeng’s treasures are shattered, and even the Sages are shaken.

They don’t know that the “qi” I cultivate is the law of Heaven’s Dao, or that my formations can reshape the world.

In Chaoge, my clone has already spread farming techniques, reformed the military and government, and planted the seeds of a human kingdom of sages.

Yuanshi denounces me for defying Heaven. Laozi accuses me of throwing the natural order into chaos.

I simply smile. With a wave of my hand, the Great Formation of the Stars of Heaven lights up:

“If Heaven’s Dao is unjust, then let the people’s hearts take its place. Today, I stand for humanity and seize that one glimmer of hope!”