It took Jiang Ping An quite a while to fly to the center of the floating island.
His pessimistic soul said, "This floating island is too big. They should put in a few more Teleportation Platforms. Otherwise, just getting around will take ages."
Jiang Ping An craned his neck and looked up at the towering, magnificent palace before him.
The palace was built from high-grade stone that regulated temperature and blocked Divine Sense. Gems of every color were set into its walls, making it shine with dazzling light.
Pry out any one of those gems and exchange it for Holy Land Coins, and an ordinary Lord God could live on the proceeds for a long time.
Enhanced by special Formation Patterns, the gems formed a True God-level barrier that enveloped the palace.
"So extravagant."
Jiang Ping An had never imagined he would one day live somewhere like this.
He imprinted his Divine Sense on the pass Nangong Longxiao had given him and hung it at his waist. An opening appeared in the barrier ahead.
Jiang Ping An passed through the barrier and entered the palace.
The palace was so vast that stepping inside did not feel like entering an enclosed room. Its emptiness left him uneasy.
He released his Divine Sense and swept it through the magnificent interior.
Every facility he could want was there: a top-tier Phantom Spirit Cultivation Platform, a combat chamber, an Alchemy Room, and a Refining Room.
The formation that gathered divine power held enough to supply a True God.
Apart from the possibility that Nangong Longxiao was watching him, the place had no drawbacks.
Once Jiang Ping An had familiarized himself with his surroundings, he went straight to the Cultivation Room and sat on the finest Phantom Spirit Cultivation Platform.
"The barrier outside the palace