A dragon took off above the sky, but under its majestic and mighty posture, there was a broken

heart hidden inside.

The Dragon G.o.d felt like crying. He felt that he would never have a chance to reverse his situation

in this life.

Sitting on the Dragon G.o.d's back, the crowd was relieved. They didn't have to move their legs

themselves anymore and they could do whatever they wanted. After a long journey, Shen Yanxiao looked at the scenery of the Sky City and felt deeply touched. After several days of flight, the people were thoroughly convinced of what Xiu had said before. The

Sky City was much bigger than what they could see with their eyes. After flying for several days,

they still hadn't gotten halfway there.

The Sky City, a land in the sky that had never been appreciated by anyone other than the G.o.ds, had

shown its scenery to these guests that came from afar. After ten thousand years of loneliness, it had finally ushered in a glimmer of vitality. The swaying trees and flowers below seemed to welcome the guests.

Ten days later, they finally reached the last temple. They jumped off the Dragon G.o.d's back and

looked up at their destination, filled with emotion.

The Dragon G.o.d was almost paralyzed with fatigue, and his lack of breathing after turning into human form was not due to his lack of strength, but due to the fact that during this period of travel, he did not even have a minute's rest. He had traveled all day and night, flying at full speed. Such a high-intensity flight could not be completed by any other dragon.

“Let's go.” Xiu took Shen Yanxiao's hand and walked to the last temple.

The closed golden gate seemed to have sensed the arrival of guests and slowly opened. The

creaking of the gate was the first sound Shen Yanxiao heard from the Sky City. When the gate was opened, the white hall appeared in the sight of the crowd. Twelve huge white pillars supported the whole palace. At the top of the palace, the sunlight came in through the gla.s.s and sprinkled on the empty throne. Above the throne, a golden scepter hung silently in mid-air. The golden light enveloped the scepter,

like a small sun.

In the sunlight, the scepter looked particularly dazzling.

“It is the divine weapon of the Lord G.o.d, the Divine Scepter.” Xiu slowly said.

“Every superior G.o.d has their own divine weapon: my Asura's Blade, the Light G.o.d's Truncheon of Light, the Dragon G.o.d's Dragon Spear… the Divine Scepter is the divine weapon of the Lord G.o.d. Although the Lord G.o.d disappeared, he left the Divine Scepter in the last temple. This temple also

relies on this scepter to maintain its original appearance.”

Xiu's slightly desolate voice fell into the ears of the crowd. Everyone stepped into the hall of the last

temple with a devout heart.

In the huge oval pool on the right side of the temple, milky white water was suffused with thick white mist, while opposite the water were golden shelves containing flas.h.i.+ng golden b.a.l.l.s of light. They were floating up and down gently and no longer static, as if sensing the party's arrival.

“The imperial sacred pool is the place where the Lord G.o.d created divine bodies and cures the

G.o.ds. On the shelves over there are the G.o.dhoods left by the fallen G.o.ds, the G.o.dhoods Qi Xia and

all of you are about to inherit.” Xiu turned to look at the Phantom members, who had been

following him obediently. Bringing human beings into the Sky City; since ancient times, he was the only superior G.o.d to do so. Even the Lord G.o.d had never done such an activity.