"Why?"
The people of the Array Realm slammed the table and rose to their feet, their ears flushed red as they demanded an answer.
"Everyone understands the situation when foreign threats loom."
"At a time like this, you understand better than I do what a True Immortal 20th level means."
At those words,
the people of the Array Realm clicked their tongues and fell silent.
They sat back down unwillingly.
At that moment,
both realms made the same decision—to show goodwill toward the other.
In any case, regardless of which realm it was, setting aside the so-called "foreign threats," neither had any way to deal with a True Immortal 20th level at a time like this.
Half a month passed quickly.
Tian Yong City.
This was a Small World jointly created by the eight realms, each of which had its own independent Teleportation Array here.
Whenever the eight realms had business to discuss, they would meet here.
This place was an absolutely safe zone.
All conflict was forbidden.
Anyone who violated the rule would be besieged by all eight realms.
Within a black great hall stood seats and factions arranged in eight directions.
By the time the Array Realm and Huang Realm arrived, the people from the other realms had long since gathered.
Only the White Realm was completely empty.
"What is going on with the White Realm?" one person could not help asking. "That newly appointed White Emperor has only just taken the throne. Is he really going to miss the first meeting of the eight realms?"
"Forget it, forget it. The eight-realm meeting is held once a year. Missing one occasionally is no great matter." Another person tried to smooth things over. "I heard that the White Emperor went outside to find some important person, so let us