"Brahma Ancestor!"
The Sanskrit Vajras all turned their attention to Brahma Ancestor as he floated into the hall atop a golden lotus and bowed in greeting. Brahma Ancestor's smile was so amiable and gentle, radiating an astonishing power to convert others, that every ruling powerhouse present instinctively resisted it, their faces revealing extreme vigilance.
Brahma Ancestor slowly descended before the Sacred Body Vajras, finally filling the vacant position of leader of the Sanskrit Vajra Civilization.
For a time, the already pressure-laden hall became even more oppressive with Brahma Ancestor's arrival. Even beneath the radiance and protection of their racial leaders, the lowly lifeforms fortunate enough to attend this meeting found it difficult even to breathe.
Compared with the races that had waited so long, Brahma Ancestor's late arrival naturally drew the greatest attention. Upon entering the hall, he naturally looked over the leaders of the other six major races one by one.
First was the Thirteenth Ironblood Empress.
As the host of this council, the Thirteenth Ironblood Empress of the Ironblood Galaxy Civilization was undoubtedly the center of the hall and the one presiding over the council. Whether this council succeeded or failed would directly affect the future fate of the Ironblood Galaxy Civilization.
Her skin was pale green, every cell nurturing astonishing energy. Yet Brahma Ancestor paid no attention to that outer shell. What he saw was the will of a civilization that championed iron-blooded conquest and slaughter, using mechanical technology as an aid to conquer the flesh of its enemies. Though the two male Ironblood Elders were clearly far stronger, the civilization's matriarchal social structure still made them submit to this Ironblood Empress, allowing her to guide the will of the Ironblood Galaxy Civilization.
He could sense that this civilization was indeed gradually declining. According to the information