Zhao Cheng and the others had arrived a day early. The next day, more people came in dribs and drabs, all of them humanity's elite.
There were powerful superpowered individuals among them, as well as upper echelons from the five great sects and three great nations. As for the Eternal Court, it was in fact a mediation organization jointly established by the five great sects and three great nations. Beyond them, there were also some independents.
Of course, while they were called independents, these people were actually local tyrants who held sway over entire regions, not solitary loners.
Only the Chief Justice of the Eternal Council—the strongest human alive, the foremost figure beneath the Demon Gods—possessed such commanding prestige.
It was not until nightfall that this coming-of-age ceremony finally began.
Unlike yesterday's tomboyish outfit, Li Huang'er attended in full formal dress this time. Set off by her lavish gown, the claim that she was humanity's most dazzling jewel did not seem like mere flattery after all.
Zhao Cheng simply went with the flow. It was as though yesterday's events had never happened. When others cheered, he cheered; when others applauded, he applauded; when others fell quiet, he fell quiet as well, without making the slightest out-of-place move.
As a result, Li Huang'er swept her gaze through the crowd several times, yet for a moment, she could not even spot where Zhao Cheng was standing.
Time trickled by. Li Huang'er's coming-of-age ceremony was not merely a simple celebration; it carried more complicated considerations as well. Thus, the procedures were rather elaborate. More than an hour passed before they finally reached the cake segment. The enormous eighteen-tier cake displayed what true extravagance meant.
The extravagance was not because of how many ingredients the cake used, but because abilities had been applied to