The power of reincarnation was the second level of the Human Immortal Realm after the Heaven Realm.
Karma and Reincarnation were the powers controlled by Sages.
At this moment, Han Muye lay quietly in the void and watched as golden figures appeared on the Deity Roll Call above his head. Then traces of the power of reincarnation surged into his body.
This power seemed to be able to reverse time and quietly gathered the sword intent in his sea of Qi.
The divine soul sword in his divine treasure was also slowly being shaped.
However, the sword intent long sword and sword of the soul that appeared again were tainted by an inexplicable power and kept transforming endlessly.
Han Muye knew that this was the power of reincarnation.
However, his current cultivation was too weak and he could not control this power.
However, with the power of reincarnation in his body, he could face a Sage cultivator calmly.
The strength attribute was so powerful that it was incomparable to his previous strength.
Only when he had that trace of reincarnation power did Han Muye experience the power of a Sage.
“In the 351st year of the Heavenly Mystic Haoming, the commander of the Heaven’s Origin Guards, Xiao Jinran, led his 180,000 imperial guards and died in battle. Today, he is conferred the title of General Xiao. Please return.”
When Yan Zhenqing’s soft voice sounded and the brush and ink fell, a general in golden armor bowed to Yan Zhenqing on the Deity Investiture Altar and then landed on the Deity Roll Call.
“Granduncle.”
In the distance, Xiao Lingshan, who was leading an army in battle, looked up with an excited expression.
Army generals were conferred titles one after another. On the Deity Roll Call, military formations slowly took shape.
Deity officials in robes and generals in golden armor were of strict ranks.
They fought to the death for the Heavenly Mystic World and were conferred as deities after death.
Countless remnant souls reincarnated into divine generals and divine soldiers.
This was the power of reincarnation.
Yan Zhenqing did not have such power to begin with. He could only have the power of reincarnation and step into the Sage Realm by connecting to the Deity Investiture Altar, the Deity Roll Call, and his own strength.
Yan Zhenqing swept his brush lightly and suddenly shouted again, “Divine King Zhengyi of the No Resentment Realm died 3,000 years ago. Today, he gathered his remnant soul and was conferred the title of Hundred Primordial Divine General to guard the Divine Court.”
The Divine King who died 3,000 years ago!
The Deity Roll Call not only conferred titles upon the remnant souls of the Heavenly Mystic’s Desolate Wilderness. It also conferred titles on the Divine Dao cultivators of the No Resentment Realm!
When the white-bearded old man appeared on the Deity Roll Call, countless shouts sounded.
When a Divine King died, he could still become a Divine General. Moreover, from the looks of it, his cultivation level had not been depleted much.
Investiture was not restricted to the Heavenly Mystic!
The No Resentment Realm army no longer had the heart to fight and slowly retreated.
On the other stars in the No Resentment Realm, countless divine cultivators looked at the Deity Roll Call.
The No Resentment Realm’s Dao cultivation had a strict tradition and rigid line of command. They had no control over their life and death.
A Divine King could decide the cultivation and life and death of countless Divine Dao cultivators.
However, at this moment, leaving one’s name on the Deity Roll Call would allow one to become a Divine Dao cultivator.
The Divine Dao position on the Deity Roll Call was not a subordinate position. One did not need to be suppressed and enslaved by anyone.
Only by cultivating like this would one have freedom.
Yan Zhenqing’s soft voice sounded.
Divine King Yunchen’s figure appeared in the void.
In the distance, Divine Lord Zi Tai, who was fleeing in the void, turned around. Tears fell from her eyes. “Husband, you, you still have a remnant soul. Why didn’t you come to find me…”
Divine King Yunchen’s remnant soul pondered for a moment before bowing to Yan Zhenqing.
As Yan Zhenqing’s brush landed, Divine King Yunchen turned into a dignified high-ranking official of the Divine Court.
Divine King Yunchen, who had transformed into a Deity Official, emitted a spiritual divine light.
This divine light was not restricted at all. It was not like a divine cultivator who was suppressed by the power of a divine king.
The Investiture of the Deities was actually at a higher cultivation level than the cultivators of the No Resentment Realm Divine Dao!
Countless Divine Dao cultivators were tempted.
If they could get on the Deity Roll Call and obtain divinity, wouldn’t it be better than being suppressed in the No Resentment Realm?
“Senior, I wonder if you can bestow a title on me as well?” In the air, the voice of Zi Tai sounded.
On the Deity Roll Call, Divine King Yunchen turned around with excitement.
Yan Zhenqing gently raised the ink brush and waved it.
“Divine Lord Zi Tai of Yunchen Star has voluntarily ascended the Deity Roll Call. Today, she is conferred the title of Orthodox Deity of Yunchen Star’s water lineage.”
Not only could remnant souls be conferred, but cultivators of the Divine Dao could also be conferred divinity!
A stream of water vapor rose from Divine Lord Zi Tai’s body. An invisible connection appeared between her and all the water lineages on Yunchen Star. A dark golden seal appeared.
The divine cultivators of the No Resentment Realm no longer hesitated. One by one, they rushed to the Deity Investiture Altar and knelt on the ground.
They were originally cultivating the Divine Dao. Now that they had the chance to not be enslaved by the Divine King, why wouldn’t they ask for it?
Yan Zhenqing waved the ink brush in his hand, and divine cultivators were conferred titles.
A golden spiritual mark appeared between the brows of the Divine Dao cultivators who had fallen onto the God List. Their bodies shone with divine light and were lively.
Sensing the change in their power, the cultivators who had obtained divinity smiled.
The power of reincarnation that Han Muye had restrained was considerable.
The Sword Intent and Spirit Soul that he had used previously had quietly recovered. It was just that outsiders could not see it.
At this moment, he finally understood why Minister Wen and Marquis Wu wanted to use their full strength to trigger the Deity Investiture Ceremony.
This investiture was clearly destroying the foundation of the No Resentment Realm’s Divine Dao!
After today, it would be impossible for the Divine Dao to produce a Divine King!
These Divine Dao cultivators who stepped onto the Deity Roll Call followed the rules of the God and used the power of the Divine Duty as a foundation.
Heaven and earth nurtured divine spirits, and the divine spirits lived as long as heaven and earth.