"Are we not going to the Human Race Battlefield?" Hao Jian raised the objection cooperatively.
At present, every race was continuing to commit combat power at the third realm and below to their own First Tier War.
And by coincidence, most of the younger generation led by Yang Yao were at this very level. Now that the human race had been settled and its troops and armor were sufficient, it was time to reward the three armies and forge the human race's prestige.
It would also prove to the myriad races that the human race had not collapsed after losing Xu Kun!
At an entirely new high-level human race meeting, the old generation had truly been replaced by the new. Among those from all sides of the human race who could now participate in the core decision-making body, the veteran powerhouses of the past had been supplanted by rising stars.
The overall personnel changes reached eighty percent!
Old friends withered away one after another, like fallen leaves in the wind.
Such a vast turnover among the higher-ups was not Yang Yao's doing. Apart from the successive deaths of pillars like Yu Ding Zhenren, those veteran powerhouses who had participated in the peak showdown of the war to establish the race had made breakthroughs themselves. Their focus now lay in consolidating their own cultivation.
The authority to govern the human race had shifted.
Edicts issued from Yao Palace had gone from being temporary powers to becoming the human race's established political system.
It was a seamless transition.
Before Hao Jian could raise objections regarding specific matters, the first thing Yang Yao did upon taking office was, just as in the century-long eras of the past, determine the name of the era.
Such as the Martial Zenith Era and the Era of