Inside the great hall, the towering throne remained empty.
On the three lotus platforms below sat three figures of light, their auras vast and imposing, exuding an overwhelming pressure.
They were the Three Emperors.
Sky Vulture Emperor sat in the center.
To his right was a drowsy-looking man whom Lu Chen also recognized—the Sleeping Emperor, whom he had previously met in the Scripture Pavilion.
The person on the left was somewhat unfamiliar: an elderly man with a full head of white hair.
Yet his skin was as smooth as a baby's, with not a single wrinkle on his face. Even his white hair shone with luster, making him look nothing like a man in his twilight years. His eyes, meanwhile, were completely black, without the slightest trace of white. That darkness sent chills down one's spine.
Without anyone needing to explain, Lu Chen guessed the man's identity—the last of the Three Emperors, the Spirit Eye Emperor!
After entering the hall, the various kings and their entourages took their seats one after another.
Sky Vulture Emperor looked over the filled seats below and said with a chuckle, "Since everyone is here, let the Nine Kings Meeting begin."
"The matter to be discussed today is the Great Luo Golden Pool Competition, which will take place three days from now."
The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the hall froze. The various kings narrowed their eyes, all revealing looks of confusion.
Mountain Splitter King, the most impatient among them, did not even have time to think before blurting out bluntly, "Lord Sky Vulture Emperor, according to the rules, isn't the Great Luo Golden Pool Competition supposed to begin more than half a year from now?"
"Why has it been moved up this time?"
At this, the various kings nodded, their burning