The clear and melodious cries of the dragon and phoenix echoed through heaven and earth.
The first to appear above the altar of zenith was the Feng Ling Mountain God, bearing the Phoenix Ancient Jade, having obtained the complete inheritance of the Phoenix. Her phoenix form had already achieved perfection and was ready to be reborn as a phoenix at any time.
The vast body of the Nether Phoenix exuded a dense, divine, and sacred aura.
On the other side, Bai Nu’s body, tens of meters long as a flood dragon, simultaneously manifested.
In addition, two more beams of light broke through the sky, one being a giant White Turtle, with a dragon-like head, yet possessing a serpent’s tail.
The other was a Winged White Tiger.
The Four Spirits revealed their true forms.
"Young Master!"
At this moment, the voice of Bai Xianyin came from afar, filled with excitement.
At the same time, she spotted the many cultivators of the Tongshan Dao Lineage in the clouds above.
"True Monarch, Sect Leader, all Elders!"
Bai Xianyin’s voice was joyful, and she couldn’t help transforming into a stream of light, circling around True Monarch Zhanmo once.
Seeing this, True Monarch Zhanmo slightly shook his head and smiled.
"Your opportunity has arrived, go on down, don’t miss such a creation!"
Being designated as a National Guardian Divine Beast is an immense honor, endowed with national fortune. Besides having a legitimate status, other high-tier cultivators cannot easily harm you, and you can transform into a divine beast through the national fortune, attaining a body of longevity and freedom.
"Yes, True Monarch Master!"
Bai Xianyin quickly nodded, transforming into a whirlwind and descending from the void.
The Nether Phoenix, White Flood Dragon, White Turtle, and Winged White Tiger each manifested the aspect of the Four Spirits, which in the eyes of the many accomplished cultivators of Tongshan wasn’t remarkable, but before the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the square, it was undoubtedly seen as the arrival of good fortune, the descent of dragon and phoenix.
In an instant, countless figures prostrated on the ground, not daring to look directly, to avoid offending the heavens!
At this moment, Zhang Jian’s figure descended into the void. With the establishment of Great Xia, the alteration of the heavens and earth, he clearly sensed a grand and invisible power breeding above Haojing City.
That was Dragon Qi, Emperor’s Qi.
The emerging Dragon Qi, Emperor’s Qi surged, and a red dragon meandered from the south, converging beneath Haojing City, stabilizing the Sheji axis.
That was the Zhang Family Dragon Vein.
Zhang Jian remotely sensed the swelling of the dragon vein and continued to issue decrees.
"Convey my edict, proclaiming you as the Four Great National Guardian Divine Beasts, Guardians of the Four Spirits!"
As soon as the words fell, he saw the magnificent violet aura behind him divide into four streams, each falling upon the Four Spirits, visibly encircling Feng Ling, Bai Nu, White Turtle, and Bai Xianyin with a faint violet glow, especially Feng Ling and Bai Nu, as the violet light integrated, countless black and white radiance swirled around them, an invisible tribulation fiend aura coiling forth, indicating they were about to step into the Divine Beast Realm.
This was equivalent to the Primordial Spirit Realm of a cultivator.
Above, True Monarch Zhanmo watched this scene, a smile emerging in his eyes.
With the protection of national fortune and the foundation of a dragon and phoenix, it wouldn’t be long before Great Xia would have two more national guardian divine beasts at the Primordial Spirit Realm.
After Zhang Jian conferred the Four Spirits, his expression remained unchanged!
He saw above the sky, countless dragon and violet auras still surging upward.
This was the national fortune consolidating in the new dynasty.
Behind Zhang Jian, the purple sun rose, gradually revealing a grand Divine Aspect of Emperor Ziwei, enveloping him in the purple sun, as if an Emperor emerging from the universe, ruling over the infinite heaven and earth.
The Emperor Ziwei Fate was almost materializing at this moment.
Not only that, Zhang Jian felt that within him, the Five Emperor’s Fates emitted radiance like the rising sun as the national fortune converged.
Heaven and Sun Calendar, Red Virtue True Lord, Tripod Calms Heaven and Earth, Emperor Ziwei, Nine-Five Fate Grid.
These were being tightly suppressed in his Mud Ball Palace; if released, it might trigger even more astonishing anomalies.
Moreover, as Great Xia was established, the national fortune converged, and deep within Zhang Jian’s Life Palace, numerous violet auras stimulated, manifesting various anomalies, as if in the midst of it, other strange fates emerged as shadows, beginning to take shape.
These were the other Emperor’s Fates.
Seeing this, Zhang Jian was not surprised.
As he genuinely ascended the throne as Emperor and the national fortune gathered, it would inevitably nurture other Emperor’s Fates.
The nurturing of these Emperor’s Fates was somewhat related to his actions.
With the thick national fortune, Zhang Jian continued ’creating’ at this moment.
Using his finger as a brush, countless runes condensed from his hand, transforming into decrees, stamped with the national fortune and Emperor’s Qi.
"With the establishment of the new dynasty, a State Preceptor must be instituted; the National Religion shall suppress demon fiends and foreign paths, expel the Zuo Dao alien race, and grant the people a land of harmony. I now confer upon my teacher True Monarch Zhanmo as the National Guardian Master of Great Xia!"
"The Tongshan Dao Lineage shall be the National Religion, with Tongshan Daoist Palaces and temples established in each prefecture to oversee all religions in Great Xia, placate the populace, suppress evil, and manage relations between mortals and immortals!"
"Furthermore, the True Ones of Dong Shen Temple shall merge into the Observatory Platform, take charge of the Observatory Bureau, be at the nation’s disposal, awaiting orders!!"
When these decrees flew out, nearly a fifth of the vast violet aura behind him separated in an instant, part of it falling into True Monarch Zhanmo, another part flying towards Jue Ming Daoist.
This portion of national fortune was substantial, almost affecting the foundation of Great Xia.
Zhang Jian clearly felt the speed of several Emperor’s Fates taking shape in his Mud Ball Palace slow down.
He slightly frowned, though somewhat pained, but he was willing to let go.
You have to sacrifice to gain something bigger.
Now he sought to ascend to the Emperor’s position as a cultivator, intending to walk the Sage King path, naturally invoking jealousy from the heavens.
Those foreign sects wouldn’t stand by; this required the support of the Tongshan Dao Lineage.
In fact, he himself could exert effort; with his Dao practice, he might resolve these external foes.