The entire hall gradually formed one small circle after another.
People constantly moved between these circles, flattering others with ingratiating smiles.
Greeting one another, exchanging pleasantries, probing for information, or trying to curry favor.
Yang Fan stood in a corner, quietly watching it all.
Most of those who could come here were direct descendants of the Five Giants.
Outsiders like him were extremely rare. Only those judged to be Peerless Monsters and accepted for investment by the Five Giants were qualified to enter.
As for true God-level powerhouses like Gu Jiuheng and Sima Tianci, there were only five or six in the entire hall.
The majority were Demigods like Yang Fan, who had yet to graduate from Primordial Academy.
This gathering before them was, in fact, faintly divided into five camps, corresponding to the Five Giants' families.
Although the Five Great Families had long intermarried, with each deeply intertwined with the others,
when facing threats from foreign races, they would join forces against a common enemy. Yet beyond cooperation, competition still existed.
Just like Gu Jiuheng, who generally prioritized recruiting members of the Gu Family into his legion.
Yang Fan slowly raised his glass and drained the red wine in one gulp.
Among the so-called favored children of heaven in the hall, some spoke grandly, some toasted one another, and some lowered themselves simply to gain a chance to enter another person's legion in the future.
For some reason, the sight made Yang Fan feel a trace of boredom.
He suddenly understood that no matter how high a person climbed, they merely moved from one circle into another.
Those once-unreachable figures, within the worlds they belonged to, were still shrouded by even greater rules.
Some looked up at the stars, while others lowered their heads to make a living.
And