The next day, on the Cosmic Virtual Network, inside a virtual conference room.
Whoosh!
At that moment, Xia Ping's figure flashed as he logged into the Cosmic Virtual Network and entered the virtual conference room in an instant.
"Hmm? Master, and all the Patriarchs?"
The moment Xia Ping appeared in the virtual conference room, he immediately saw his master, the North Nether Saint, along with the Void Patriarch, Carefree Patriarch, Primordial Patriarch, and other invincible Saints.
Originally, only his master had contacted him, saying there was something they needed to discuss.
"Haha, you're finally here, Wu Wudi. We've been waiting for you for quite a while."
The Carefree Patriarch laughed heartily.
"It seems all the Patriarchs already know the identity behind my other alias."
Xia Ping smiled. In truth, he had vaguely guessed as much deep down and was not particularly shocked.
After all, the flaws he had left behind on the Cosmic Virtual Network were far too obvious, and they had been left when he was still weak.
On the network, wherever one had passed, traces would remain.
So how could the supreme beings who controlled the Cosmic Virtual Network possibly not know his true identity? It was simply that, at their level, there was no need for them to care about such trivial matters concerning him.
But this time was different. He had entered the Cosmic Light World, a place where gods had fallen, and had also indirectly killed off a large group of Abyss Kings as well as many Saints of the divine beast races.
Such an incident was enough to shake the universe. Even the Human Race Patriarchs could not treat it lightly. Clearly, they believed Xia Ping now possessed at least a little of the qualification to stand on equal footing with them.
"Not bad.