644: Escape? Be the guide!

The young woman, fearing she might be killed by the aftershocks, was swept up by rocks and mud, crashing against the spatial barrier, constantly rubbing and vibrating.

At the temple ruins, Yang Dian punched and blew off the head of the Zeus statue, revealing a spherical purple monster inside, with countless large and small tentacles extending from it.

"You? Zeus?"

"Or perhaps the vessel for the Legacy of Greek mythology?"

The purple monster remained silent, only twisting its surface, forcibly forming eye-like shapes to 'look' at Yang Dian.

In a trance, Yang Dian felt as if he was in the sky.

A fair-skinned, beautiful nine-tailed fox wrapped his ankles with its tail.

A goddess, clad in light gauze, with a silk ribbon around her waist and an olive branch on her head, as if a gentle tug could remove all her modesty, offered him nectar.

Luan birds chirped softly, dancing girls sang in low voices, and countless goddesses lined up, waiting for his favor.

"You're using these things to test a socialist warrior with firm resolve?"

Standing up and kicking away the goddess offering him nectar, Yang Dian clenched his hand into a fist, Law runes swirling around his fingertips, and smashed it fiercely into the Void Realm in front of him.

"What warrior can't withstand such a test?"

"Bang ~"

The illusion shattered like glass, and the purple monster, which had just extended a tentacle towards Yang Dian's mouth, was blown apart by Yang Dian's punch.

"Bang ~"

Shattered fluids mixed with fragments of the statue splattered into the distance.

Space rippled in circles under Yang Dian's punch.

Vaguely, Yang Dian seemed to see a larger purple monster hidden beneath space.

"So."

"This one inside the temple."

"Is just a tentacle you've extended into the real space?"

With slightly bent fingers, amidst a clanging sound, golden Dragon Claws extended from Yang Dian's fingertips, and golden Dragon scales, starting from his palm, instantly covered Yang Dian's entire body.

Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the patterns on the Dragon scales covering Yang Dian's body at this moment were more intricate than before.

Those were not Dragon patterns.

Instead, they were the Law runes Yang Dian had obtained after comprehending the rules.

Or rather, it was a new trait that Yang Dian had condensed by using the various characteristics of the Dragon Claw Hand as its core, after expending a large amount of energy.

Law Dragon Body.

Hiss ~

Amidst a sound like steam gushing, Yang Dian extended his cold, sharp Dragon Claw directly into the spatial interlayer.

One layer, two layers, three layers... until the Dragon Claw pierced into the thirty-second spatial interlayer, a sensation of piercing through substance was transmitted from the tip of the claw to Yang Dian's mind.

"I found you!"

He made a slight grasping motion with both hands, then sharply pulled them outwards.

With a soft 'crack' sound, the dark thirty-second spatial interlayer appeared in Yang Dian's eyes.

Yang Dian poked his head into the thirty-second spatial interlayer, which, though layered, was boundless, and then his eyes suddenly constricted.

As far as his eyes could see, the thirty-second spatial interlayer was entirely occupied by purple vines.

Their beginning was unknown, their end was unknown; only that they were everywhere, omnipresent.

'So, why didn't the Dimension Butterfly find this place before?'

As he thought, Yang Dian stepped into the thirty-third spatial interlayer.

But to his surprise, standing in the thirty-third spatial interlayer, he could not see the scene in the thirty-second spatial interlayer.

Or rather, there was nothing in the thirty-second spatial interlayer.

"So, only by tearing space from the temple's location can one enter that spatial interlayer?"

Returning to the temple space, he tore through layers of space again, and the thirty-second spatial interlayer, hiding the purple vines, reappeared in Yang Dian's eyes.

"An independent spatial interlayer?"

No one answered Yang Dian's question.

The Dimension Butterfly indicated that it was also the first time it had encountered such a situation.

However, none of this was particularly important to Yang Dian.

"What's important is to blow up this monster hidden within Earth's spatial interlayer."

Yang Dian didn't know if the monster hidden in the spatial interlayer was good or bad, or if the Legacy of the gods would help Earth's future.

He only knew that this thing was beyond his control and beyond China's control.

Since it couldn't be controlled, then blow it all up!

With a thought, he punched into the spatial interlayer, annihilating a large area of purple vines, and at the same time, Yang Dian stepped into this secret place that had never been discovered before.

"Greece has Greek mythology, so what about Japan's Japanese mythology? What about Norse and Celtic mythologies? And also Indian, Japanese, Mayan mythologies, and even our Chinese mythology."

"Are there Legacies of mythology for all of them?"

Yang Dian didn't know.

Maybe there were, maybe there weren't.

The light barrier rising along the border might be Japanese mythology, or rather, the protection enacted by various civilizations' mythologies after sensing Japan's demise.

But it didn't matter.

"Such weak mythologies, weak deities."

"Don't stir up trouble on Earth anymore."

"Let me send you to eternal slumber instead."

As he spoke, Yang Dian raised his hand again and threw a punch.

Space rippled in layers.

Beneath the ripples, the purple vines covering every inch of the thirty-second spatial interlayer began to rapidly annihilate, being pulverized into basic particles by Yang Dian.

"Ooh~"

This punch seemed to hurt the vines, finally prompting a different reaction from them.

The layers of purple vines filling the spatial interlayer began to contract inwards, eventually coalescing into an immortal Phoenix, wearing an olive branch on its head.

Looking at the fleshy growths on the Phoenix's back, Yang Dian subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Although the aura contained within the fleshy growths was distinctly different from the rebellious aura, Yang Dian could still feel that the fleshy growths contained an ancient aura.

Different from the rebellious aura, it was an ancient aura unique to Greek mythology.

From the Phoenix's head to its tail feathers, there were a total of 36 fleshy growths, perhaps corresponding to the 36 statues in the temple.

Among them, the fleshy growth on the back of its neck had already dissolved, transforming into a pattern containing endless mystery.

"Perhaps that represents Athena's ancient aura?"

In thought, the Dimension Butterfly flapped its wings and arrived above the Phoenix, scattering specks of light, preparing to imprison the Phoenix.

Although the gods of Greece were not particularly impressive, if their ancient aura was used well, it might represent the power of more than 30 Star-Patrolling Realm and Star Dome Realm cultivators.

Even if, to avoid accidents like Possession, it couldn't be used by their own people, surely it could be used for cats and dogs?

"Perhaps in the future, China will have an additional profession."

"Let's call them God Tamers?"

"People who tame and command gods."

As if sensing Yang Dian's malice, the Phoenix, just imprisoned by the spatial cage, spread its wings, and a wisp of flame rose from its brow, instantly engulfing its entire body.

"Caw~"

With a shriek, it turned into ashes and vanished from Yang Dian's perception.

A blink later, the ashes remaining after the Phoenix's combustion gradually faded in color, eventually completely melting into space and disappearing from Yang Dian's sight.

He closed his eyes.

Sensing the feedback coming from a great distance, Yang Dian's lips curved into a smile.

"Phoenix, Rebirth after death."

"I knew you would die, and even escape the Dimension Butterfly's spatial cage to be Reborn elsewhere."

"I hope you don't disappoint me and can lead me to more ancient auras left by 'gods' of ancient civilizations..."