The idea of holding the global Supernatural Summit Conference within the borders of the Divine Land was a good one.
There was a ready-made forbidden-technique zone here, which could prevent all supernatural destruction from occurring during the Summit Conference. The security factor had reached its peak in an instant.
The reason this forbidden-technique zone gave the Shenzhou Administration Bureau such powerful confidence was entirely because it had been tested—tests had shown that once the Administration Bureau's strongest expert, Fire Cloud Evil God, entered this city, he truly became an old bastard in every sense of the word.
Even the True Dragon of Shenzhou had been staying rather quietly at home.
What else could the Administration Bureau possibly worry about... Nothing!
"Nothing, my ass."
Yan Xiaoxi was in the office, looking at the group of personnel dispatched to handle all kinds of affairs for the Summit Conference.
It was terrifying when the section chief got angry. Inside the office, everyone's gazes wandered.
"Who approved this?" Section Chief Yan threw a document onto the table. "You cleared out an entire temple so that those Indians from the Henghe Kingdom who can drink Ganges water without getting diarrhea could move in? Which bastard came up with this idea? Step forward!"
Behind the conference table, a bespectacled man stubbornly raised his hand and tremblingly stood up. "Section Chief, please hear me out... I really had no choice but to arrange it this way. The monks from the Henghe Kingdom said they had to complete their three daily religious sessions without fail... That temple was the quietest place we could find."
"What about hotels? What about those sleazy entertainment venues nearby? Couldn't you seal any of those at will? You had to clear out Erlang Temple?" Section Chief Yan snorted coldly. "Just now, someone claiming