"It's fine. Keep charging."

"It went far beyond breaking a taboo."

Another Strange Entity Clan leader said darkly, "Those above explicitly stated that only that Ninth-Level Strange Entity Clan could eat the One-Hundred-and-Eight-Course Banquet. You dared to eat it too? Wasn't that just asking for death?"

"Then the Seventy-Two-Course Banquet should be fine, right?"

"Don't you want a taste?"

The Level-Five Strange Entity Clan leaders exchanged glances, all looking tempted. "Then... shall we try it?"

"We can just hold our victory banquet early."

Over the past few days.

These Level-Five Strange Entity Clans had gradually gathered for one purpose: to ambush the Mortal Domain. But they had heard that the Mortal Domain had been making quite a stir lately, acquiring many affiliated continents through its branch-spreading plan. Gathering elsewhere would create too much commotion and was bound to alert the Mortal Domain.

So they had chosen the waters of the Wind-Eroded Land as their meeting place.

Almost no one approached these waters.

It was the perfect place to assemble their forces.

Their plan was simple.

Once everyone had gathered, they would find a way to lure the Mortal Domain here, then launch a perfect ambush!

They had finished assembling over a month ago, but still had not figured out how to lure the Mortal Domain here. They had discussed it day after day and were getting tired of it. They might as well have something good to eat first.

Soon.

The elderly man from the Food-Heaven Continent was brought before the kings of the Strange Entity Clans by the minor strange entity leader carrying a harpoon.

"Can you make the Seventy-Two-Course Banquet?"

The elderly man looked up at the Wraith Kings seated before him. They were all kings of Level-Five Strange Entity Clans, nearly twenty of them at a glance. So many Level-Five Strange