Chapter Thirty: The Temple of the Gods

  On a white cloud, Yang Le and Bu Dai stood at the front, while Qing Feng Ming Yue held her chubby arms and looked around randomly, constantly exclaiming in admiration. The four guardians of Piaoyu Island, Jinkang, Xuanwu, Luohan, and Xiaoyuer, also lacked the usual aura of bodyguards and kept turning their heads to look around.

  Yang Le's face was a bit embarrassing after realizing the situation, it was all his fault for always showing off as a good young master, without dignity, and his subordinates were always laughing and joking, without any momentum.

  "Cough, cough" Yang Le let out a series of coughs, and the child guardians behind him immediately straightened their backs, not daring to glance around. Seeing this scene, Bu Dai San Ren couldn't help but quietly laugh to himself.

  Yang Leke will not bother with this kind of person.

  In a short while, at the edge of the endless floating island, countless powerful existences were scattered, either in groups or alone, constantly flying towards the inside of the endless floating island. Various divine artifacts and magical instruments filled the sky, making Yang Le's eyes dazzled by their splendor. He couldn't help but marvel at the creative power of intelligent beings, such as palace-like divine artifacts, bowl-shaped divine artifacts, and skull-headed magical instruments that were tens of thousands of meters in size, and even giant flying creatures with scales and armor that soared through the sky.

  The most exaggerated thing is that there are several dragon courts giant ships of millions of meters in size in the distance, with brilliant and resplendent treasures, emitting a vast and terrifying aura. On the ship, countless divine soldiers stand solemnly, holding divine instruments and magical instruments, and even more beautiful beauties dance gracefully.

  Yang Le learned from Ba Ren Shen Jun that it was the Longting giant ship of the Emperor's trip to the Sea Domain Empire, which was a post-heavenly spiritual treasure. Moreover, in the sea domain, even the smallest empire has a divine master to support it, often the emperor of the empire itself.

  Some of the massive empires were established by multiple gods, and some super-empires even had the support of sacred gods behind them. Although the super-empires are not as good as the Twelve Great Sacred Tribes of the Primordial Wilderness, they are only slightly inferior.

  Yang Le and others followed the crowd, flying continuously. Under Yang Le's perception, he discovered that those few Dragon Court giant ships had a shielding effect on divine sense perception. Even with Yang Le's extremely powerful perception, he didn't dare to quietly break through the barrier of perception, fearing that the great divine practitioners inside would detect it and cause unnecessary trouble.

  Countless gods, immortals, demons and monsters fly in the endless floating islands, countless forces gather in groups, without interfering with each other.

  Yang Le controlled the white cloud to follow in the midst of the flood, passing through countless billions of miles of islands, and continued flying for a hundred years, still not reaching his destination. Yang Le's patience was obviously not enough, knowing that he had only been a month or so from the distant East Sea to the Hongyuan Continent, and now in this endless floating island, he had flown for hundreds of years, how could Yang Le not be annoyed.

  Yang Le released his perception.

  Suddenly, Yang Le felt that 200 million li away, a torrent of floods was pouring down on a vast floating continent. Had he arrived?

  Withdraw perception, Yang Le leaned on the white cloud and followed the endless team. Two hours later, they finally landed on an infinite island.

  Everyone is lined up in an orderly manner on this vast grassland, stretching far into the distance.

  At this time, a young man also flew onto the island and landed on the grassland. Seeing this scene, all the gods and true god-level existences were queuing up, with a few supreme gods in line as well. He shouted impatiently: "Make way! Make way!" As soon as he finished speaking, an aura of terror from ancient gods spread out, and the people in front of him hastily made way. The young man looked around, feeling rather pleased with himself, and swaggered forward.

  The other gods in line had no dissatisfaction, but only a face of envy, while the demons and monsters were somewhat dissatisfied, with a face of resentment, but they did not dare to rebuke.

  Then, Yang Le saw those dragon court giant ships that didn't stop at all, directly flying over the sky and rushing away. Many existences emitting divine master auras also brought their subordinates to fly in the air.

  A white auspicious cloud appeared under the feet of Yang Le and others, carrying them flying forward.

  Before long, Yang Le and others saw from afar a hundred million feet high ancient gate with silver light shining brightly, its body carved with mysterious patterns, emitting an endless ancient aura.

  As the dragon court giant ship in front arrived at that ancient, rustic silver-radiant gate of thousands and millions of zhang, the surrounding gods and those who were one level below the gods all made way for a hundred-li-sized empty space. When the golden dragon court giant ship at the forefront flew towards the hundred-million-zhang giant gate, it was enveloped by a silver light, instantly shrinking to ten million zhang in size, and effortlessly flying over that giant gate.

  The giant dragon boats behind also flew into the giant gate one after another.

  Yang Le looked at the beggar with a hint of inquiry, and the beggar smiled wryly, understanding his intention. Suddenly, an overwhelming aura of terror enveloped the entire island, causing ripples in space that seemed to appear out of nowhere. In an instant, it vanished without a trace. Qingfeng, Mingyue, and the others had long been shielded by Yang Le's light barrier, unaffected by the aura's influence. Once the aura dissipated, the light barrier dispersed as well.

  If the dragon courts' mighty ships were a kind of awe-inspiring grandeur built up over time, then this god's terrifying aura was a stark and overwhelming shock that made all the gods and demons deeply realize that the difference between them and the god was like the distance between heaven and chasm, and with just one finger, he could turn you into ashes.

  Yang Le and others suddenly drilled into the unmanned giant gate, Yang Le only felt a wave of spatial fluctuations, as if hiding some rules, and before carefully checking, they arrived at an extremely empty place.

  The entire hall was a billion miles in circumference, with a vast expanse of warm jade paving the ground, shining brightly. Row upon row of thrones stood tall, densely packed into a circular shape that stretched out for billions of miles in all directions. The entire perimeter of the hall was lined with dozens of ancient, towering gates that reached heights of millions of feet, through which gods, demons, and spirits poured in like swarms of locusts, guided by beautiful heavenly maidens who led them to their thrones.

  In the central hall, thirty-six deities' thrones are the most precious and luxurious, with brilliant light shining everywhere. The entire body is carved from billions of loads of purple jade, about a thousand feet high, with magnificent purple light flowing around.

  Most of the gods, demons and spirits were shocked when they saw these thirty-six purple jade carvings, even Yang Le and Bu Dai San Ren couldn't help but be surprised. Because most people had already guessed the meaning represented by these thirty-six thrones, a total of thirty-six holy spirit-level existences.

  The partitioning of the central area within a ten-mile radius is also very luxurious, all cast in purple gold, with various heavenly and earthly divine beasts, flowers, insects, birds, and animals. Moreover, the division is clear, divided into hundreds of areas, with a large area at the back for placing thousands of gods' thrones, covering an area of nearly a thousand miles. Further back, every ten million, hundred million, and thousand million li have the same style of god's throne, with a slight increase in height, stretching outwards.

  At this time a maid walked over and said: "Welcome all gods friends to come, may I ask what are the names of the gods?"

  This time, Bu Dai learned his lesson and knew that Yang Le liked to pretend to be a pig eating a tiger. He said forward: "Bu Dai Sheng Jun! Behind me is my subordinate."

  Yang Le's behind the clear wind and bright moon, as well as Jin Gang Xiao Yu Er, couldn't help but burst out laughing. Yang Le glared at them, and the four immediately stood up straight, pretending that nothing had happened.

  The beggar seemed to have no reaction at all, as if he hadn't heard anything.

  The maid was also shocked by such a strange scene and couldn't help but be at a loss.

  However, she didn't say anything else and the maid respectfully said: "Then please let Bu Dai Shen Zun and all the gods follow me."

  The maid brought the cloth bag to a ten-mile area near the central hall, where Yang Le felt that all were divine masters and demons, with three parties clearly distinguished.

  As for Yang Le and others from Wandering Island, they were arranged in the Thousand Mile Area behind.

  Originally, this thousand-mile area was specially set up for the subordinates or attendants brought by the great gods such as Shen Zun and Shen Zhu.