The Source Land of the Star Realm.
No one knew exactly where in the Star Realm this place lay.
Only beings who held a seat in the Source Land of the Star Realm could appear here.
No other being, not even a Fourth Step Dao-Treading Creature, could find this place.
There were forty-nine seats here.
Each seat was carved from a kind of stone steeped in the aura of ancient ages. They were not finely crafted, and were even somewhat rough, yet they seemed to have stood here for all eternity.
At that moment, figures appeared out of thin air upon the seats, one after another.
The vast majority were members of the human race.
Only a handful were not.
In mere moments.
Forty-five figures had already taken their places upon the forty-nine seats.
They were the lords of the Divine Path Civilization's Twelve Supreme Divine Courts, the Spirit Civilization's eleven supreme kings of the gods, the Wizard Civilization's fifteen Great Wizards, and seven supreme beings outside the three great civilizations.
None of those seven supreme beings belonged to the human race. Some walked alone, while others banded together, but most had no attachments. Under normal circumstances, none of the three great civilizations would offend them.
"Di Yi, why have you summoned us?"
A-Tai, the lord of the Angel Empire, an exceedingly ancient empire within the Spirit Civilization, spoke slowly.
Behind him were twelve pairs of wings formed entirely from condensed radiance, dazzling and magnificent.
"There is still a long time before the next Star Realm Tycoon Conference."
The Lord of the End also spoke in puzzlement.
Countless years had passed.
Yet this was the first time Di Yi had summoned them.
The other supreme powerhouses all looked toward the strongest being of the Wizard Civilization, who wore gray robes