Chapter 11670 — The Fishing Rod of the Gods
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Legend had it that the Godking himself had stood in direct confrontation with the Creator God.
Because that chapter of history was too convoluted and obscure, how much of the legend could be believed was now impossible to verify.
But one thing could be certain: if one were to single out the strongest among the dozens of god-tier powerhouses in the depths of the Inner Royal Court, it would beyond all doubt be this Godking.
His name was Haotian.
Down below, the various factions were merely startled and uncertain; but Yi Liuchao, high in midair, was on the verge of losing his mind.
He would never in his wildest dreams have imagined that Wei Zhao, with a mere Fishing Rod of the Gods, could actually haul out this great figure who stood behind him!
The Godking Haotian was his master.
From first to last, everything he had done was for the sake of awakening his master at the dawn of the new era.
And now, as it turned out, before the Godking Haotian showed the slightest sign of awakening, he had been dragged by Wei Zhao, through this outlandish method, into the sight of all!
In an instant, everything had turned completely wrong.
At that moment, Wei Zhao, the very instigator of it all, admired the spectacle in the sky and clicked his tongue in praise. "As expected of the legendary Godking—the sense of oppression is indeed maxed out."
It was true enough that the Fishing Rod of the Gods possessed immense uncertainty.
But the range of that uncertainty could be narrowed.
During the ten thousand years in the Realm of Sin, Wei Zhao, besides his bitter cultivation, had made no small number of attempts in that direction.
Experiments had proven that what the Fishing Rod of the Gods ultimately hauled up was inextricably linked to the causality behind it.
The stronger the causal link and the more precise its direction, the greater the likelihood of whatever it was being hauled up.
This time, Wei Zhao had confined the fishing range to the Inner Royal Court, and with the enormous causality now weighing upon his head, it must inevitably point toward the mastermind most deeply connected behind the scenes.
Thus, while the probability of catching the Godking was not one hundred percent, it was by no means a small-probability event either.
Word of the Godking Haotian's identity spread swiftly, and the entire Inner Royal Court was thrown into an uproar.
The descent of any god-tier powerhouse was a heaven-shaking event for the Inner Royal Court, let alone the august Godking Haotian himself!
In an instant, everyone's attention was utterly diverted.
Wei Zhao, the center of all eyes a second ago, became in that very moment a presence no one paid the slightest heed.
Such was the allure of the Godking Haotian.
And this was precisely the effect Wei Zhao had been aiming for.
The killing of the Son of Heaven had not been entirely a spur-of-the-moment notion—he had prepared contingency plans beforehand—but it was, after all, a perilously risky move.
With the overwhelming causality pressing down, even a frame like his could not bear it for long.
Even though Wei Zhao had stunned the entire hall by cutting down seven in a row with the power of anti-rules, under the pressure of causality such intimidation absolutely could not last long.
It might even invite a more severe backlash afterward.
The only way to break the deadlock was to divert the attention of the entire Inner Royal Court.
When the sky falls, let the one with the taller stature hold it up.
And so the Godking Haotian had been fished out.
At this moment, the Godking Haotian had not fully descended upon the Inner Royal Court; his majestic body, ten thousand zhang tall, was merely wedged at the boundary between the Inner Royal Court and the outer world.
Given his unquestionably supreme tier, even in a slumbering state, it was impossible for him to descend fully into the Inner Royal Court.