Of course, the other seats had not remained entirely unchanged over the years.
"Xuanyuan Clan! You must make the Human Race behave itself for this millennium! Having plenty of mighty Divine Ability users in the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal Realm does not give you license to suppress the other powers!"
Xu Tong slapped the wooden table in the center of Zixiao Palace, making the spiritual light surrounding it shudder.
It nearly collapsed.
Still, it was plain to see that this little wooden table was wrapped in Xu Tong's formations, reinforced by Taishang Laozi's artifact-refining techniques, and made with materials supplied by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.
They must have anticipated long ago that this table would suffer inhuman treatment, right?
But four millennia had passed.
It had been steeped in the auras of so many primordial origin golden immortals attending these meetings.
Although every time a grand meeting was held in Zixiao Palace,
the table would suffer at least one inhumanly brutal blow, sometimes several.
But with so many primordial origin golden immortals, and even several Sages, gathered together, the Dao resonance was so rich that it was practically a massive Dao lecture.
Thus, not long after the third millennium, this table had developed sentience and even become a golden immortal with exceptionally powerful defenses!
Sometimes, Xu Tong even wondered whether this table might be another protagonist after him.
What would the book be called then?
"Reborn in the Democratic Primordial World: As a Speaker's Podium, I Work Five to Nine and Take Critical Hits Every Day!"
Ahem.
That was getting off topic.
"I'll try...! Yes, I'll do my best."
Xuanyuan Shi sounded strained, as though he were in a difficult position.
And there was proof that his predicament was genuine.
The Human Race currently had several hundred mighty beings who