The Main Event Has Arrived!

Holy Temple, main hall.

Lavish Imperial Thrones stood one after another, representing exalted status.

Eight seats were arranged beside them, positioned next to the Imperial Thrones.

Wang Ye followed Second Senior Sister and quickly took his seat.

Second Senior Sister was cold and not good with words. Clearly, she had no intention of socializing, sparing them quite a bit of trouble.

At this moment, many powerhouses in the hall were chatting and making friends.

Especially the powerhouses from the Eighteen Top Tier Forces, who were even more eager to expand their connections.

This was a rare opportunity.

"Supremes, Celestial Venerables..." Wang Ye sat in his seat and looked around.

He had already seen four Supremes, one of whom was Nine Heavens Supreme.

The other three were Wise Emperor of the Human Virtual Universe, who looked kind and benevolent and was surrounded by powerhouses from various major factions.

Elegant Queen of the Cosmic Bank wore a noble gown and carried herself with grace, like an unparalleled beauty of the mortal world. Yet no one dared approach her in the slightest.

Dean Tong of the Civilization Research Institute had white hair and a youthful face, his long white beard hanging down as a kind smile rested on his face.

Seemingly sensing Wang Ye's gaze, he looked over with smiling eyes.

Whoosh! In that instant, Wang Ye felt as though he had nowhere to hide.

Uh...

He wasn't Heavenly Race. What was he afraid of?

"I've developed undercover syndrome." Wang Ye chuckled and nodded at Dean Tong.

Old Tong was said to be among humanity's first generation of Supremes.

He had lived through countless years, having broken through to Supreme far earlier than Wise Emperor.

"Junior Brother, who are you greeting?" Qi Qiqi nudged him with her elbow and asked softly.

"Old Tong,"