Chapter 1801: Chapter 666: Intimidating All Directions, A Ten Thousand Year Old Young Genius_2

Pinnacle of True Spirit, one more step and it’s the Primordial.

Although there’s a vast distance from the Pinnacle of True Spirit to the Primordial, many strong men at the peak have been stuck here for tens or even hundreds of thousands of years unable to advance further, but at least there is hope in sight now.

After greeting, Sara Williams turned to Jack Clark: “Brother Clark, as the City Lord of Chaos Emperor City, you need to maintain the necessary dignity when facing other civilizations.”

As she spoke, Sara Williams reached her left hand into the Void, pulling out a palm-sized purple-black Mini Divine Temple model, and then tossed it into the air.

Boom!

The Void vibrated, creating rings of airwaves sweeping in all directions, the purple-black Divine Light shone brightly and the Mini Divine Temple swelled, transforming into a towering eight thousand kilometers tall Great Hall.

Unlike ordinary temples, this temple, rather than being called a temple, is more like a King’s Platform.

Based on a black Floating Island with a diameter of ten thousand kilometers, surrounded by thirty-six thick purple stone pillars that are a kilometer thick, each pillar is engraved with a giant beast bas-relief.

The temple has no walls, nor a roof, all the tops of the stone pillars reach into the Void, unknown where they connect.

These stone pillars are arranged in six rows, each layer consisting of six pillars, and at the end in the middle of the stone pillars there is a King’s Platform towering three thousand kilometers high, with nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.

Above the King’s Platform stands a ten-thousand-meter tall purple-black throne.

The thick back of the throne is straight, like those stone pillars reaching deep into the Void, engraved with runes that comply with the mysterious rules of Heaven and Earth, solemn, sacred.

In front of this temple emanating an aura of Chaos, even True Spirit Powerhouses feel a tremor in their spirit.

As for those strong men of different races below True Spirit, they inexplicably feel an invisible oppression, showing awe towards the purple-black Divine Temple.

“It’s the Heavenly Dome Temple!” exclaims Brave, pausing.

Jack Clark became somewhat interested: “This temple is called the Heavenly Dome?”

Brave nodded: “Yes, City Lord, the Heavenly Dome Temple is a special Supreme Treasure, it appeared at an auction in the Chaotic Ancient Divine Realm thousands of years ago.”

“I happened to be there, fortunate enough to have seen it once.”

“However, this Supreme Treasure doesn’t have attacking or combat abilities, and it was priced high at the time, resulting in no bids, later it was said to have been bought by a strong man from another Divine Realm.”

“Unexpectedly, this Supreme Treasure is now in Lord Williams’s hands.”

As Brave spoke, he appeared somewhat puzzled, recalling that Sara Williams already possessed a Starry Sky Lake Pavilion Supreme Treasure, usually used for her travel grandeur.

And the style of the Heavenly Dome Temple did not match hers, it’s unclear why it was bought at a high price at the time.

After Brave finished speaking, Sara Williams then opened her mouth, looking at Jack Clark with a smile: “Brother Clark, this temple’s majestic grandeur doesn’t quite match my temperament, thus I’ve never used it.”

“Just today you need support for your departure, so I’ve prepared to give this temple to you, please do not refuse.”

… Brave and those five Ancient Divine Generals exchanged glances, all somewhat surprised.

To know that as a renowned strong man in the Flame Wheel Divine Domain, plus the identity of a True Emperor’s direct disciple and some special reasons, Sara Williams’s status in the Six Great Divine Domains is not inferior to those of Imperial Dynasty Great Emperors.

But at this moment, Sara Williams not only lowers her status, proactively offering a Chaotic Supreme Treasure, but also eagerly hoping the other party would accept it.

In front of Sara Williams’s expectant gaze, Jack Clark slightly shook his head: “Sara, you don’t have to be so polite, it’s rare for you to be considerate, I naturally will not refuse.”

Immediately, Sara Williams’s face revealed a radiant smile, regal and glorious, almost lighting up the entire world, her stunning demeanor nearly causing even Brave and other strong men to momentarily lose their composure.

In fact, when Jack Clark interacted with the Williams sisters, he also occasionally felt somewhat out of place, especially when they consistently called him Brother Clark.

After all, the two sisters are already over ten thousand years old, while he is only eighteen.

But once cultivators break through to the Ancient Realm, time has no significance for them, thus Jack Clark wasn’t particularly concerned about this issue, and they conversed quite naturally.

Jack Clark could also keenly feel the Williams sisters’ attachment to him.

This attachment isn’t ‘love’ but a special kind of emotion that’s indescribable, similar to kinship yet slightly different.

Regarding why this is so, it should be because of Jack Clark’s appearance in the moments of Doomsday despair years ago, which made a profound impact on their souls, leaving a deep impression.

Holding the control token for the Heavenly Dome Temple, Jack Clark flashed and passed through the thirty-six stone pillars with Sara Williams, appearing on the Platform of the Heavenly Dome Temple.

Under the gaze of onlookers, Jack Clark approached the throne and slowly sat down.

Boom!

The moment Jack Clark sat down, the entire temple shook slightly, the surrounding Space-Time warped, and his figure ‘expanded’, appearing like a ten-thousand-meter-tall deity matching the throne.

Below him, black mist rolled like the tides sweeping roaringly among the thirty-six stone pillars, appearing like a supreme ancient emperor who rules the universe.

Such majesty made the different races in the surrounding starry sky all look solemn.

But it wasn’t over yet, as Jack Clark sat on the throne, refining the temple, his aura merging with the Heavenly Dome Temple, suddenly the power of his bloodline was activated.

Roar!

The fierce and majestic roar echoed through the starry sky, the pressure contained causing all different races to shudder, a strong chill rising from the depths of their souls.

As if they encountered some terrifying natural enemy.

Behind the throne in the pitch-black Void, a giant shadow formed by lines slowly emerged.

It was a long-bodied giant beast, somewhat dragon-like yet not a dragon.

The black-purple dragon head was vast as stars, with three pairs of dragon horns like swords, sharp and straight, a row of tough dorsal fins extending backward along most of its body, disappearing into the depths of the Void.