The Hundred Cities Alliance was a semi-public conference. Everyone knew about it, but only a select few were qualified to attend as spectators.
After asking around a little, they learned that one needed at least the cultivation of a Soul King to watch the Hundred Cities Alliance. Those interested could register at the guest hall, which stood beside the area where the various city lords had been arranged to stay.
Before the vast guest hall, the scene was cold and deserted, with scarcely a soul in sight. Although powerhouses from across the continent were welcome to observe the event, Soul King-level experts were ultimately rare in this world.
Across the entire continent, there were only around one hundred thousand registered soul masters. Even including those secretly trained by various factions and those belonging to sects, the total number of soul masters would not exceed two hundred thousand.
When Zhao Xuan first arrived with Hermione, he had nearly thought they had come to the wrong place upon seeing how deserted it was.
Several long tables and chairs stood before the guest hall, with a few handsome young men seated behind them. They sat upright, dignified and imposing.
Even the reception staff represented the face of the Star Luo Empire. Naturally, those selected for the role possessed both excellent bearing and appearance.
Yet when Zhao Xuan and Hermione arrived, a hint of amazement appeared in their eyes. Zhao Xuan and Hermione were both strikingly attractive, and they had drawn plenty of attention along the way. Neither of them cared much about it.
However, while the two remained calm, the seated young men became somewhat unsettled. One young man sitting to the side rose with a frown.
"Do you two not know what this place is? Please leave at once."
"Of course I