547: Shrine

“Hiss!!”

“How terrifying!”

Wang Chen floated in the sky, his eyes slightly trembling as he looked down.

After the palace crashed to the ground, it directly created a giant crater with a diameter of over twenty miles.

Everything within this area was reduced to ruins, and the ground was covered with cracks like a spiderweb.

Around the crater, the scope of destruction was even greater, with countless trees broken and numerous gullies appearing on the ground.

Looking down from the sky, over a quarter of the Godfall Land was destroyed.

As for the living beings that once resided in this area, their lives were plundered along with the desolate landscape.

“This destructive power could probably rival the full-force strike of a Wang-level expert.”

“Fortunately, I wasn’t in that area at the time, or I might have been done for.”

Wang Chen thought with lingering fear, his figure flickering as he landed on the ground.

By now, quite a few Gold Diggers had arrived here; he had already seen more than thirty.

Each of them possessed a formidable aura, with the weakest having Six-Turn strength, and the strongest, three individuals, being even more powerful than the Black Flame Saint he had previously encountered.

Evidently, these three were Top-level Saints among the indigenous inhabitants.

Since the situation was unclear, everyone behaved with great restraint, vigilantly observing each other as they slowly advanced towards the palace at the center.

From their movements, it was clear that these more than thirty people had formed about seven small groups, with the teams led by the three Top-level Saints being the strongest.

Following them was a team of thirteen members.

These two were the most noteworthy for Wang Chen.

As for the others, scattered and disorganized, they would be no match for him if a conflict truly broke out.

Soon.

The group arrived in front of the fallen palace.

At this moment.

Compared to its exquisite and majestic appearance when it was in the sky, the palace had become incredibly dilapidated.

The powerful impact of its fall had collapsed many areas.

However…

The main hall of the palace remained perfectly intact, emitting a magnificent and vast faint glow, within which was contained awe-inspiring divinity.

Just by approaching, the emotions in everyone’s hearts were soothed by the power within this faint glow, becoming peaceful.

“This is… the Palace of Klimas?”

“Oh my God!”

“Didn’t this palace shatter in the spatial Turbulence when the Forest God fell?”

“How could it still be so complete? Could it be that the Forest God still exists in the world?”

After approaching the palace, exclamations rang out from the largest group.

Among them, an old man with white hair and a wisp of a goatee looked at the main hall of the palace with a face full of disbelief, his outstretched hand trembling.

This old man’s strength had reached the seventh tier, his aura only surpassed by the three Top-level Saints, clearly making him the leader of this largest group.

Upon hearing his words, the Gold Diggers around him, whose eyes had been filled with greed, all changed their expressions drastically and instinctively stopped their steps towards the palace.

The Forest God did not fall?

If this were confirmed, it would be an earth-shattering piece of news!

Moreover…

Those of them who dared to explore the palace would likely face the wrath of a god.

However, just as everyone was feeling anxious and uneasy, a cold laugh suddenly rang out.

“Heh heh!”

“Fox, I think you’re getting senile.”

Among the three Top-level Saints, the middle-aged man with a Scarface looked disdainfully at the old man who had just spoken.

“The Forest God, during the White Sand Moon, fought against the Evil God in the sky, ultimately being outnumbered, igniting his divine body to sacrifice his divine kingdom, and perished together with two Evil Gods.”

“In the Hui Guang Empire’s supreme sacred artifact, the Pantheon, the position belonging to the Forest God has already shattered.”

“This has been jointly confirmed by the Great Emperor and the Pope of the Forest God Church.”

“How could the Forest God still be alive? Even if he were alive, would he still be him?”

Scarface Saint looked mockingly at the old man named Fox, and although his words used respectful titles for the Forest God, there was not a trace of reverence.

Hearing this, Fox’s aged face immediately turned red, his eyes wide with anger, and the magic power within him fluctuated uncontrollably.

“Roristil!”

He glared at Scarface Saint, his beard trembling with rage:

“You damned faithless one, you will surely go to Hell after death!”

“Forget it.”

Hearing Fox’s words, Roristil shook his head indifferently.

“What era is it now? Even the great gods have fallen. Do you think I care about going to Hell or not?”

“Stop saying such ridiculous things here.”

Roristil raised an eyebrow dismissively, speaking with a mocking tone.

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at everyone present, giving a cold smile:

“Now, why don’t we properly discuss how the Treasure Trove in this palace should be divided.”

“I don’t want these rotten fish and shrimp entering the palace with me. How about we first eliminate those who are not qualified?”

As soon as his words fell, the atmosphere outside the palace immediately became tense and confrontational.

Everyone looked at Roristil with suspicion and uncertainty; lone individuals or weaker groups instinctively began to draw closer.

Currently, among those present, the three Top-level Saints led by Roristil and the thirteen individuals led by Fox were the most powerful.

If it came to clearing the area, they would definitely become the primary targets of these two forces.

“So impatient already?”

Noticing the change in the atmosphere, Wang Chen felt a playful amusement in his heart and also took the opportunity to get closer to a few lone individuals.

He planned to observe the situation for now and did not want to stand out.

The situation inside the palace was still unknown, and exposing too much strength at this moment could easily make him a target for others.

However…

“This Roristil and this Fox seem to have a grudge?”

“If their two sides start fighting first, it could directly disrupt the situation.”

Wang Chen’s gaze swept over Roristil and Fox, who were glaring at each other. He raised an eyebrow, pondering whether to add fuel to the fire and make them fight it out first.

Everyone being stuck in a stalemate here was not a good thing.

Currently, those gathered outside the palace were all Gold Diggers who had been staying in the Godfall Land. If they waited a bit longer, those who had noticed the commotion outside the Godfall Land would also start arriving.

But just as he was contemplating, a new change suddenly occurred in the field.

A lone Gold Digger, seemingly unable to bear the tense atmosphere, or perhaps driven by greed, suddenly moved his feet and rushed towards the palace.

His movement was like stirring up a hornet’s nest, and others also followed suit.