The transmission echoed through the Apex.
Every Lower-ranking Old King seated on the Apostle Layer stopped discussing and turned their gaze toward the two "special attendees" who had just been teleported in. Even the thrones beneath them settled down.
Of course,
most of those present knew the two of them, especially Pop.
Yet they were still deeply curious. What kind of matter could permit the descendants of two Mythical Bodies to enter the Apex Layer, a region beyond even their reach?
As the transmission ended,
a white staircase formed along the wall.
Pop suppressed the excitement in his heart, not daring to delay for even a moment as he immediately stepped onto the stairs.
After waving goodbye to his birth mother and the Great Demon Commander, Han Dong followed him onto the staircase, carrying the severely wounded Eugenis on his back.
This staircase running along the wall did not lead directly to the Apex Layer.
It would first pass through the gathering place of the Middle-ranking Old Kings—the Hub Chamber.
This level was far larger than the one below.
Middle-ranking Old Kings were permitted to attend meetings in their True Form Stance, with deep pits, ice cellars, or parasitic nests arranged as their exclusive seats.
Their opinions served as the central axis of the meetings.
Other than a very few final deliberations and votes that did not require their participation, they voiced their own opinions on every other matter. Though they did not vote, their weight was essentially equivalent to that of the upper ranks.
"Nicholas, you've changed a lot."
The moment he arrived on this level, a familiar voice came from among the deep pits.
It was the Toad Ancestor, who had once taken especially good care of Han Dong.
Its enormous toad body squatted between the deep pits,