Golden light blossomed, casting itself across the void.
A golden palace manifested, the plaque above its gates blooming with the power of Heaven.
Saint King Hall!
Jiang Changkong was slightly startled. This golden palace floated quietly above all the other palaces.
It relied on no formation, simply hovering in midair.
Just like the palaces of the Heavenly Court, suspended in the sky!
Jiang Changkong entered the palace. It was quiet and peaceful, and his heart calmed.
It felt like returning to the Holy Land. Divine seats manifested within the palace, and Jiang Changkong took his seat.
"This god does miss the Judicial Heavenly God Hall."
Jiang Changkong sighed softly. Even now, the Judicial Heavenly God's weapon had yet to manifest.
Still, it no longer mattered. He did not rely on the Heavenly Dao to hand out weapons anyway.
He only needed to hand out more wages.
"If I reward them with these Heavenly Dao fragments, can they also stir the Heavenly Dao fragments?"
Jiang Changkong pondered. Perhaps he truly needed to pay close attention to this Holy Land.
Prayers from the citizens of the Holy Land drifted out from within the divine altar.
Yet they were all prayers for greater strength and blessings of peace.
"God King."
White Elephant's voice came, filled with surprise. "Did you create this palace yourself, God King?"
He had clearly yielded his own palace, and Jiang Changkong had agreed. Why had he created a palace of his own?
What was even stranger was that upon entering this palace, his heart had calmed, and he wanted to remain here forever.
"How are things progressing?" Jiang Changkong asked.
White Elephant replied, "Of the seven surrounding Divine Lords, five are willing to come."
Five Divine Lords. If all of them were guilty and he dealt with them, would