Even so, quite a few people thought Li Tianming had a good chance—for now.
As Li Tianming was still chatting, the two older women, Ye Qingtan and Wei Wenlan, returned.
"The Dao Yin Consort has summoned you two," Wei Wenlan said. "Come along."
An Xuetian had come with them.
Her aging face, still marked by beauty, was frozen over. She said nothing, and cold radiated from her entire body.
Since the Dao Yin Consort had summoned them, each clan naturally had to send its leader and its contender in the final sixteen. Wei Wenlan was not the An clan's leader here; An Xuetian was.
She had placed such high hopes on An Tianyi. Now she had to bring Li Tianming to meet the Dao Yin Consort, which could only make her feel more awkward and miserable.
"Go on," Wei Wenlan said with a beaming smile.
Inside, she was beside herself with delight.
With Ye Qingtan there, she did not have to worry about Li Tianming's safety, either.
Thus, Ye Qingtan, An Xuetian, Li Tianming, and Ye Yichen sped across the Divine Emperor Terrace. Before long, they entered the imperial Yan clan's section.
The area was filled with the strongest Ghost Gods of the Yans of Xuanting, from mighty elders to gifted youths. Although Ye Yichen ranked higher, their gazes settled firmly on Li Tianming!
Two geniuses from the imperial clans of humanity!
Of the five Xuanting contenders who had reached the Divine Emperor Banquet's final sixteen, two were human and three were Ghost Gods!
There was a contest for honor between the humans and Ghost Gods as well.
Which of those five would reign supreme?
That remained to be seen!
The imperial Yan clan had both the Seventeenth Prince and the Nineteenth Princess in the competition, a sign of its