章 1677: Barging into the Ancient Pavilion

It was approaching noon, and the snow-white birds pulled the saint carriage wrapped in starlight and drove toward the Wind Atrium of the Inner South Yard.

Only seven figures followed the saint carriage. Zhang Ruochen, Big Beard, Blindman, and the four others were all covered by shimmery starry armor. They rode a metal beast that looked like an earthworm and carried a spear with the width of one's wrist.

When the earthworm moved, it would create loud booms.

According to the rules of the Truth Godly Palace, only cultivators from worlds in the top 1,000 of the Saints Merits Rank could enter the Inner Four Yards. However, with the Thousand Star Civilization's power, it wasn't hard to give Zhang Ruochen a suitable identity and take him in.

"I saw that there were many Thousand Star Civilization cultivators in the God-Naming Platform," Zhang Ruochen said. "How come only we are going to the Wind Atrium?"