Four figures appeared on the main stage as the golden light faded.
Of the four, Fang Mo stood at the front, followed by Mu Cangming, Xuanqing, and Dangyun. As they stood upon the stage, the aura fluctuations belonging to Celestial Venerables stirred the surrounding space. Bathed in the surging golden light, they seemed like heavenly gods descending to the mortal world.
Especially Fang Mo, who stood before the other three. He wore a black-and-gold sword dragon robe, coiling five-clawed black-and-gold dragon patterns upon it faintly exuding mighty dragon prestige. His long hair was bound beneath a golden dragon crown; sword-like brows, starry eyes, and a temperament as still and deep as an abyss. A dim golden gleam flickered in his eyes, making others afraid to meet his gaze.
Simply standing there, he was like a towering mountain, his aura inspiring awe.
"Celestial Venerable Fang... it's Celestial Venerable Fang!"
"So majestic! I've finally seen him in person! No, I can't take it—when he looked at me, I felt like my soul was about to scatter!"
"This is the number one expert in the world today? What a powerful aura... I can't help wanting to submit..."
In the square, many people rose excitedly to their feet and cheered. The earlier suppression of sound seemed to have weakened, and cries of astonishment immediately echoed throughout the entire square.
The martial artists' frenzy for Fang Mo was no less than that of fans chasing stars. They were so excited they nearly rushed forward, but the majesty of a Celestial Venerable kept them from crossing the line by even half a step.
This alliance conference had not been concealed or covered up. Instead, it was broadcast live throughout the city.
Countless screens and projections across Galaxy City were broadcasting it in real time, allowing martial