Chapter 889

More and more experts gathered atop Gods' Mountain.

Rumble~~~ Heaven and earth roared.

Cao Bing and the several thousand Universe Venerables simultaneously looked up. Amid the clouds, two gates radiating dazzling golden light slowly opened. Upon them was a brilliant starry sky. The supreme meeting was held within the palace floating above Gods' Mountain—the Hall of the Gods.

"Human Race experts, assemble!"

A majestic voice resounded throughout heaven and earth.

Whoosh!

All the Universe Venerables on Gods' Mountain vanished in an instant, transported into the Hall of the Gods.

Rumble~~~

The two gates that cast golden light over the entire space slammed shut.

Within the Hall of the Gods stood an enormous, exquisitely carved round table. Cao Bing's gaze could see only a portion of it; the rest seemed shrouded in mist, utterly indistinct.

Dense rows of thrones surrounded the round table.

There were thrones as far as the eye could see.

Cao Bing sat upon one of them. As for Luo Feng and True Yan Venerable, neither was near him.

"Hm?" Cao Bing ran his hands over the armrests and glanced back. The words "Feilian," written in the Human Race's common language, were engraved upon the back of the throne.

"So many Universe Venerables." Cao Bing swept his gaze around.

He saw that the great number of Universe Venerables seated at the very bottom were all elementary Universe Venerables. Their thrones were the smallest, roughly two meters wide.

The thrones of intermediate Universe Venerables were ten meters wide.

The thrones of high-level Universe Venerables were fifty meters wide.

The thrones of Universe Hegemons were two hundred meters wide.

At this moment, Cao Bing could clearly see Luo Feng sitting upon an intermediate Universe Venerable's throne—the ten-meter-wide kind—while True Yan Venerable was merely an elementary Universe Venerable, his throne only