As a gentle radiance from the Jade Tablet of the Gods enveloped Luo Zheng, he felt everything around him begin to turn ethereal, and in an instant, he entered the Jade Tablet of the Gods.
But this time, he did not enter the battlefield directly. Instead, he stepped into an empty room.
"Eh? How did this happen?" Luo Zheng's face was full of confusion.
Based on his previous experience, after entering the Jade Tablet of the Gods, Luo Zheng would immediately arrive on a vast battlefield, where his opponent would then appear. What was he supposed to make of this empty room?
He wandered around the room once. Strange divine patterns had been drawn on one side of the wall. Following them with his eyes, he discovered a small door about the height of a person on the side.
The instant he pushed open the small door, a ray of light shone in from outside, and at the same time, a clamorous din surged into Luo Zheng's ears!
"So noisy..."
Beyond the small door was a vast circular space. Countless small doors densely filled the circular space, connected together and spiraling upward in ring after ring, forming a staircase of "doors."
Countless Lower True Gods occupied this space. They gathered in groups of three or five; some shouted loudly, while others spoke in low voices. With so many people, the entire space was in utter commotion.
"Where in the world is this..." Luo Zheng was dumbfounded at the sight.
"Eh? A God Proving Martial Artist has come in." Above a small door beside Luo Zheng, a young man wearing a jade-inlaid golden crown and splendid robes stared at him in surprise.
The young man sized up Luo Zheng, and his expression grew even stranger. He then let out a bizarre