Yang Tian smiled faintly as he watched the Holy Maiden Nuo Nuo pretend to be angry.
"Nuo Nuo, are there any fun places on this New Era Continent?"
Yi Lan was not much of a reliable guide. When it came to fun, this little one was the obvious choice.
At Yang Tian's question, Nuo Nuo said confidently, "Fun places are my specialty. I know somewhere-the Ruins of the Gods that the whole continent has been buzzing about lately."
"Anyone can enter, no matter how strong they are. My imperial father and my brother, along with the powerhouses from both empires, will all be going there, because nobody knows what will appear inside when the divine ruins open."
"But they just won't take me. They must think I'm too weak. My brother is already a Grand Archmage."
Archbishop Yilan said, "You mustn't, Temple Master Yang Tian. That is no place for fun. Danger lurks everywhere there. Even the Ninth-Tier Powerhouses you mentioned could perish."
"His Holiness the Pope has divine protection, so naturally he will be unharmed. The two great empires have the protection of heavenly fortune, so there is little to worry about either, but they could still be trapped and killed."
Archbishop Yilan did not care whether Yang Tian went, but the Pope had left this little troublemaker in his care, so naturally he did not want her involved.
When the divine ruins opened, only deacons who had at least reached the strength of a Magister could accompany the others.
That was roughly the fifth tier.
Every opening of the divine ruins cost them many talented people, but everyone who emerged alive from the Ruins of the Gods became a powerhouse in their own right.
Most of the Church's Platinum Bishops and Grand Magisters had gained considerable benefits from