An hour later.
Bladefire Primal God led Lu Yang and the others to the steps before an enormous black palace. The palace stood several hundred thousand meters tall; even if Lu Yang transformed into his complete form, he could only look up at it.
At the center of the temple stood a three-hundred-thousand-meter-tall statue, its entire body made of Chaos Alloy.
"That's extravagantly lavish," Lu Yang said in admiration.
Bladefire Primal God looked somewhat pleased as he gazed at the statue. "This was our former Great Emperor, the Destruction Great Emperor."
Lu Yang, Arcane King, and the others respectfully bowed to the statue. Only true experts who had cultivated step by step understood just how difficult it was to reach the Emperor Tier. Even if one possessed countless opportunities, the tempering of willpower along the path of cultivation was unimaginable.
It was far too grueling!
Even if every Great Emperor had died billions of years ago, they still deserved the sincere bows and respect of later generations.
Bladefire Primal God was somewhat surprised. "Thank you for showing respect to our clan's Great Emperor. Please follow me. Our clan chief is waiting for you."
Lu Yang nodded and followed Bladefire Primal God and the others up the steps and through the gates. Yet what surprised him was that the space suppressing divine power had vanished.
"Something's wrong. The space that suppressed divine power was still active before we arrived, but it was shut down as soon as we came. They deliberately didn't want us to know about it," Malthus said.
Lu Yang smiled and passed through a long corridor into the temple garden. An elderly member of the Thousand Blades Fire Demon Clan stood there, smiling with his arms spread wide to welcome them.
"Protectors from beyond our clan, welcome to