The Celestial Tome, also known as the Investiture of the Gods, or the True Spirit Sacred Scroll.
Legend has it that the Celestial Tome was a sacred artifact created to restrain powerful deities and eliminate the karmic consequences of great tribulations in the heavens and earth.
Whenever a great tribulation began, it would enshrine three hundred and sixty-five unfortunate souls, thereby cleansing the karmic debts of the mortal realm.
However, this was not the truth.
The Investiture of the Gods, in simple terms, was a military roster.
In years past, to resist a cataclysm, prevent themselves from being harvested like leeks by the darkness, and save all living beings, the three estranged brothers Laozi Li Er, Tongtian Jiaozhu, and Yuanshi Tianzun had to team up.
The trio selected the three hundred and sixty-five most powerful great deities of that era in Huaxia. With their immense divine powers, they extracted a wisp of the true spirits of these deities, inscribing them onto the Celestial Tome in the form of names.
The purpose was twofold: first, to bestow blessings upon these deities through the tome's power; second, to leave a contingency plan. Should these deities fall in battle, their true spirits left on the tome could resurrect them.
Thus, from that day forth, the Celestial Tome became the Investiture of the Gods.
Generals die in a hundred battles, but no brave soldier returns.
That battle was incredibly fierce, with the ancient sages facing almost certain death.
Subsequently, all beings who were famous in myths and legends embarked on the journey, their blood staining the starry sky, their bones buried in the firmament, marching forward one after another.
In the end, the myths faded into silence.
But the darkness did not, after all, engulf the star domain where Blue Star resided.
The ancient sage大佬s of Huaxia exchanged their lives for an era of peace for their descendants.
Now, the great tribulation has arisen again. The darkness of harvesting will soon once more shroud all realms. This time, who will save Blue Star?
Ji Mo held the Celestial Tome, examining it closely. The names of numerous great deities that should have been there were now all invisible.
Clearly, they had all perished.
The darkness was too powerful; even the Celestial Tome was shattered, unable to protect them.
Understanding the events, Ji Mo felt immense sorrow, his heart heavy.
When the darkness comes again, how will it be resisted?
His gaze firmed, and he immediately took out a brush, writing his name on the Celestial Tome.
"If there is no torch in the future, I will be the only light."
So, in the next great battle, he would be the vanguard.
The two characters, "Ji Mo," did not imprint on the Celestial Tome and soon faded away.
"Am I too weak? Unworthy of being on the Investiture of the Gods?"
Ji Hanhan muttered to himself and wrote his name again, only to find that he still could not leave his name on the tome.
The system was also baffled. With the Hanhan's current true combat strength, he was more than qualified to be on the list.
It inquired of the Celestial Tome, but the tome itself was unsure, believing it might be because Ji Mo was the source of all evil.
"Perhaps it's because the Celestial Tome is damaged. Try again after it's repaired. Or, perhaps the aura of the Netherworld Sea within your body repels the Celestial Tome. If you can eliminate it, there should be no problem."
The system comforted Ji Mo, not believing Ji Mo's strength was insufficient.
Even it could no longer estimate the level of combat power Ji Mo would reach once he unleashed his full potential.
It also began to anticipate the scene of Ji Mo's complete evolution.
Of course, the most important thing now was to find a way to help this Hanhan eliminate the hidden danger within him.
"Alas, it's useless. Good for nothing."
Ji Mo began to disdain the Celestial Tome, considering it a mere trifle compared to the Zhuxian Sword and the Chaos Bell.
These words deeply wounded the Celestial Tome's young heart.
Since its birth, no one had ever evaluated it like this; it was too much.
However, when it saw Ji Mo re-hanging the Chaos Bell on his hair, it lost all its temper.
Fine, the dignified Chaos Bell could only be an accessory, and it seemed it truly had no use.
At this moment.
Li Xuanji finally recovered completely and slowly woke up.
As she opened her eyes and saw Ji Mo, she instinctively shouted for him to run.
After being dragged into the Blood Sea by Patriarch Minghe, she had lost consciousness and knew what had happened.
Ji Mo gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, it's alright. Patriarch Minghe, that old scoundrel, has already fled. No one can harm you anymore."
After speaking, he took out the Yuantu Sword and placed it into the bewildered Li Xuanji's hands.
He had already said that good treasures would be split fifty-fifty.
Ji Hanhan kept his promise, not hoarding the spoils, and truly did as he said.
Even the system had to marvel at Ji Mo's generosity, giving away such a precious treasure so readily, calling him a spendthrift.
"Patriarch Minghe's innate weapon, Yuantu!"
Li Xuanji was stunned, unsure of what to do.
Ji Mo said lightly, "No, it's your Yuantu. If you don't like it, then take this tattered cloth. I have no use for it; I only managed to get these two items."
The pitiable Celestial Tome, which had previously disdained Ji Mo, now became the object of disdain, referred to as a tattered cloth by Ji Hanhan.
It was so angry it wanted to curse, wondering if it had no status at all. So many people fought tooth and nail to obtain it, yet in Ji Mo's eyes, it was just a tattered cloth, not even as good as a Yuantu Sword.
"Investiture of the Gods!"
Li Xuanji was dumbfounded.
Clearly, she hadn't realized that someone would casually hand over a supreme treasure; it was too extravagant.
In the end, she had no choice but to accept the Yuantu Sword, her gaze towards Ji Mo completely changing.
Ji Mo was like a mystery, impossible to fathom or guess, but Li Xuanji knew that everyone had their secrets and did not pry further.
Subsequently, Li Xuanji felt her stellar power surge, and the holy light churned incessantly. Her realm was on the verge of a breakthrough.
At the level of Immortal God, one had already touched the divine path. Progress was incredibly difficult and fraught with immense risk; one could easily be struck by supreme heavenly tribulations, leading to a dissipated soul.
However, with the Yuantu Sword in hand, heavenly tribulations were no longer an issue; even divine tribulations could be resisted.
But this was the territory of Longhu Mountain, so she naturally could not break through here. She had to reluctantly bid farewell to Ji Mo and return to Xuanji Palace.
"What a shame. She is the core of the North Star. If you absorbed it, perhaps your body could complete its evolution."
The system sighed softly, its intentions impure.
Ji Mo snorted, "You are a先天灵宝, even more nourishing. I might as well absorb you."
As a person, one must uphold their bottom line, knowing what to do and what not to do.
The system was not angered but instead breathed a sigh of relief. It had actually been testing him, fearing that Ji Mo would be corrupted by the Blood Sea and his nature would change.
However, the hidden danger must be eliminated quickly, otherwise, once it erupted, if Ji Mo could not maintain his original intention, he would inevitably become the source of all evil.
It did not want the dragon slayer to eventually become the dragon.
Ji Mo left the abyss, exiting the tiger's den.
This time, the harvest was great. Next, he had to find a way to get rid of Longhu Mountain.
He walked towards the Dragon Pool, to see if there were any more opportunities there.
Suddenly.
A figure lunged forward, directly into his arms, burying his face in his chest and weeping uncontrollably.
It was Ying Tianbao.
The fellow hugged Ji Mo's waist tightly, crying mournfully, "Brother Mo, my wife is a slut. She's like a tigress before bed, and cold-hearted after. She pulls up her pants and doesn't recognize me, and she dumped me again..."