Five hundred thousand members of the Divine Tomb Sect arrived, and the entire Divine Emperor Sky Terrace gathered all the bustle of Xuanting.
Powerhouses stood in great numbers, and geniuses emerged in endless succession.
It could be said that in this most elite place of the Xuanting Universal Empire, anyone able to attend the banquet had already surpassed 99.999... percent of Xuanting's people in this lifetime!
As the banquet drew near, it grew even livelier. Figures from every side and every clan flitted between the seats of different clans, exchanging pleasantries and making friends. Cries of "I've long admired you, I've long admired you" rang without end.
To many members of the Primordial clans, the Divine Emperor Banquet also gave them an opportunity to enter the peak circle. It allowed clans such as the Yuwen Primordial Clan to befriend more people and, amid the "friendly" atmosphere created by the Divine Tomb Sect, turn some hostility into jade and silk.
Amid this chaotic and bustling scene, a gray-haired man in black robes stood silently at the edge of the Witch Beast Clan's seating area, near the Imperial Clans, waiting.
He was clearly somewhat impatient. Bloodshot veins surged in his eyes, and in the depths of his gaze, it was as though savage beasts were roaring.
As one of the "Hundred Royal Clans," the Witch Beast Clan's position was directly behind the Ten Directions Emperors of Xuanting, even closer to the core than the Forest Beast Clan.
This was because, although the Witch Beast Clan had never ruled Xuanting in its history, it had come infinitely close on several occasions and could be considered an uncrowned emperor.
Even now, among the Hundred Royal Clans, the Witch Beast Clan's strength and influence ranked quite highly, firmly within the top five, perhaps even the