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Chapter 333: Wang In The Golden Scroll

Old Zhang concurred with a nod, emphasizing, "With the establishment of these rules, let us all adhere strictly to them. No one should expect leniency due to their exalted heritage or divine lineage."

The gathering solemnly acknowledged this directive. The unvarnished truth had been laid bare; any transgressions by the younger generation would be met with inescapable consequences.

"A few of our brethren have yet to join us. Once we\'ve signed, we\'ll disseminate the new regulations to them. I trust this code, forged in consensus, will bind them as well," someone proposed.

This proposal received unanimous support. The absence of some factions from this assembly would not exempt them from abiding by the new vows; no such luxury existed.

In an instant, a golden scroll unfurled across the void, floating amidst the moonlight cascading over the golden sea, passing into the hands of each supreme entity present, capturing their consent.

As names were inscribed, the heavens celebrated with a burst of auspicious clouds and divine melodies, signaling the vows\' activation.

Others left symbols representing their essence, equally binding, causing the moon to tremble and the very laws of existence to intertwine.

Suddenly, each realm behind the grand curtain began to witness extraordinary phenomena, sending ripples of shock through the immortal ranks. What grand event could have precipitated such a spectacle?

From behind the moon, Old Zhang\'s true essence imposed a seal, marked by a single ancient character—Zhang. The ensuing dragon roars and tiger howls, enveloped in celestial might, presented a spectacle of immense grandeur, seemingly poised to fracture the heavens.

Wang Xuan looked on in awe; Old Zhang was indeed a force to be reckoned with. Despite his relatively youthful appearance, his spiritual cultivation was profoundly intimidating.

As the Ancestor of the Flying Sword made his mark upon the golden scroll, a nine-colored flying sword emerged, its light ethereal, poised to slash through the very fabric of the grand curtain itself.

The Yoke Ancestor Qi Yi left behind a mark of the Demon Pool, with overwhelming blood energy engulfing stars and moons, creating a scene akin to world annihilation. The golden scroll shimmered brilliantly, swirling with chaos energy, truly extraordinary. Although it was merely a rough initial version, far from the complexity of the Old Covenant, its significance was monumental.

"Come and sign as well," the Female Practitioner telepathically invited Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan hesitated, wondering if it was appropriate for him to leave his name alongside these titans. "To take responsibility is not to shirk; sometimes, seeking to remain humble and low-key isn\'t always beneficial. Since it was you who initiated this, you deserve to sign," Old Zhang chimed in.

"Strength doesn\'t permit me to... be ostentatious," Wang Xuan was well aware of his limits, but agreed to sign, knowing that despite his reservations, these entities were already aware of him.

The golden scroll, bearing the names and marks of countless formidable beings, resonated with laws and the grand dao within the moonlight, a truly awe-inspiring sight.

Wang Xuan observed the signatures; the Hades Blood Sect Leader\'s was merely a drop of blood that, upon closer inspection, transformed into a roaring blood sea threatening to devour all.

The Female Demon Immortal left an ancient, intricate character that Wang Xuan could not recognize, feeling only the terrifying power that swept across the heavens through the golden covenant.

Wang Xuan then activated the Miniature Flag of the God-Slaying Banner as his representative mark. An obscure aura flowed, and the grand banner swept across the entire scroll before retracting.

Finally, the Female Practitioner carefully reviewed the scroll and added the mark of the Ascension Bamboo, with light rain sprinkling down, serene and sacred, thus finalizing the new vows.

In an instant, the golden scroll flashed across both the realms behind the grand curtain and the present world.

"With this, today\'s gathering concludes!"

In the bamboo boat, the golden sea dried up, the moon vanished, and all figures retreated.

Yet, the matter was far from over. It would spread across all factions, upholding the transcendent beings\' respect, with consequences awaiting any violators.

"I need to catch a spaceship; there are some matters to attend to in New World, so I won\'t stay long," Old Zhang took his leave, intending to traverse the stars to another realm.

Wang Xuan was momentarily stunned. "You\'re an immortal, adapting to the trends of this new era, booking spaceship tickets to travel?"

He too made his farewells swiftly. "I have some discussions pending with the entities beyond the grand curtain," Immortal Fang said with a smile, without insisting on any stay, handing over the God-Slaying Banner.

Wang Xuan\'s heart skipped a beat at her radiant smile, dazzling as divine radiance, her eyes pure as if they could see through one’s soul. Could she have detected the remnants of the silver substance?

As Wang Xuan departed, stepping out of the cave dwelling, Immortal Fang was already lying in the Ascension Bamboo Boat, shrouded in light rain, establishing contact with the realms beyond the grand curtain.

The celestial realms and their factions quieted down for a long while after the new vows were signed. Those who hadn\'t attended felt some regret, but upon reviewing the golden scroll, they found it didn\'t harm their interests.

"What, he also co-signed?" In a city of the Old World, a round-faced girl exclaimed, it was the White Tiger True Immortal, who was among the first to be notified.

Seeing that small flag and learning who it represented left her speechless. "This guy actually went ahead and forged a new covenant with a bunch of titans? That\'s just absurd!"

"Damn it!" In the Old World, Qi Lian Dao, as the Yoke Ancestor\'s son, naturally was one of the first to know about the signing of the new covenant.

"That\'s my God-Slaying Banner!" he said coldly. Even he didn\'t have the privilege to approach the golden scroll, let alone participate, yet his target of hunt had left a signature on it.

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Wang Xuan left the primordial forest and boarded a spaceship departing from the Greater Khingan Range, still in a daze about the day\'s events that set the tone for the current world.

Whether it\'s Old World, New World, or other mythological planets, lightning storms rage, and the newly drafted covenant by all factions holds immense influence.

Now, from ancient immortals to rising talents, from humans to demons, all disciples and followers have been sternly warned. Anyone daring to break the rules will undoubtedly face death, with those who signed the golden scroll empowered to enforce the law.

This is akin to a Category 20 hurricane sweeping across the seas, affecting the land, and causing a stir among beings who crossed the grand curtain, sparking intense debates and uproar.

Some demons, discontent with their restrictions and the inability to freely indulge post-return, lamented the new rules as confining. Conversely, others supported the covenant, arguing, "So your freedom was built on infringing upon ordinary people? It seems the new covenant is beneficial!"

Both immortals and demons engaged in heated discussions, directly affecting their interests. Despite the ongoing disputes, the new covenant stands, and all are bound to comply.

"In truth, it\'s not a big deal. In this era, material life has reached its peak, the mundane world is dazzling, and ordinary people can traverse the stars. A gentler approach by immortals and more discipline from demons will lead to a better life in this world."

"Foolishness. The titans above are gradually acclimating you to life in the current world, teaching you to stay low-key. Otherwise, once the mythological flame completely extinguishes and ordinary people retaliate with battleships, how many of you can survive? Harmonious coexistence and full integration now are for your own good."

Despite varied opinions, the transcendent beings have largely accepted the covenant. Disagree? Attempt defiance, and you\'ll swiftly face demise.

The symbol of the God-Slaying Banner imprinted on the golden scroll initially left many in the dark about its origin. However, as demons began to "educate" others, the identity behind it gradually became clear.

"The God-Slaying Banner has fallen into the hands of a mortal?" Many were shocked, their eyes blazing with interest or envy. The infamous demons and direct descendants of the immortals remained unmoved, already aware of the situation. Hen Jun\'s followers had even attempted to seize it.

Some coveted the banner, while others sighed, knowing all too well the number of resentful spirits of demons slain by the God-Slaying Banner in New World.

The near annihilation of Hen Jun\'s faction hadn\'t yet spread.

"How interesting that even a mortal has left his mark on the new covenant. What if I just killed him outright?" In an old Taoist temple in Old World, a blood-red fierce beast, over a meter tall and standing on the altar, had three divine rings behind its head.

This beast, known as the Blood God Ape, was a prodigy among the demon race, rumored to be the illegitimate child of an ancient Demon Saint. Born with three heads and six arms, it could tear apart beings of its own level as easily as paper, possessing innate immense strength and quick mastery of spells.

Though not as high-ranking as a Demon Ancestor, a Demon Saint held a significantly elevated position within the demon race, with only a few in existence.

With his unique status, few dared to provoke the Blood God Ape, who now resided in this deserted Taoist temple, surrounded by a dense demonic aura and several followers.

In a peaceful and serene teahouse, filled with the fragrance of tea, a young man in a white practice outfit sat quietly, gracefully sipping tea. Before him were two beautiful women, exuding an aura of immortality and enveloped in a mist of immortality; one was brewing tea while the other played chess with him.

This young man, Qi Chengdao, was highly regarded by the ancestor of the immortals, Qi Teng. Born with a glowing forehead, he possessed the Pure Yang Immortal Bone, marking him as an extraordinary being.

In their faction, no one could make Qi Chengdao use both hands in a fight of the same level; he always suppressed all opponents with just one hand.

"It\'s remarkable that he could leave his name on the golden scroll and even obtain and refine the God-Slaying Banner. This person is not simple; he has many secrets." After placing a chess piece on the board, Qi Chengdao slowly flipped through the investigation file on Wang Xuan, paying great attention.

"His realm is not high, and his cultivation is limited. Do you regard him highly?" The woman playing chess with him smiled.

"Respecting an opponent is respecting oneself," Qi Chengdao replied with a slight smile, his face handsome and bright. "In an era where transcendence is decaying, his cultivation speed is so fast. Aside from the well-known Inner Landscape, there must be other secrets worth exploring."

"Young Master, are you going to make a move against him?" asked the woman who was demonstrating her exquisite tea-making skills. Such a mode of address seemed odd in modern society, but it would make sense knowing they came from beyond the curtain.

Qi Chengdao nodded, "No matter how special he is, I must get the God-Slaying Banner. It has another origin, which is very important to me. Therefore, to respect him, I can only go all out. Other than suppressing him, there is no other option."

The woman playing chess with him was beautiful and ethereal, dressed in a long dress as white as the moon, her presence serene. "Do you need my help to encircle him? To help you take him down sooner."

Qi Chengdao smiled lightly, "Mingxi, thank you. But I think it\'s best for you to just watch. Although Old World was once brilliant, full of extraordinary people and places, in this era, there is no one in the mortal world who can pressure me!"