They had reined in their oppressive might and were no longer forcing the various races to kneel, but their expressions remained utterly cold. In their eyes, every living being within Jade Pool seemed not to exist.
"Please come inside, honored seniors."
"The arrival of you Ancestor Kings is cause for celebration. Please enter Jade Pool."
Before Lu Chen could speak, several Old Sect Masters of the Human Race offered invitations, their manner deeply respectful and tinged with fear and unease.
Yet their invitations were simply ignored. These venerable Old Sect Masters held extremely high standing among the Human Race.
But the seven Primordial Ancestral Kings did not so much as shift their gazes. They treated them as empty air, as though they did not exist at all.
The Old Sect Masters and the many humans felt a chill run through their bodies. They understood the gulf between heaven and earth that separated them. Primordial Ancestral Kings were beings akin to divine spirits-how could they possibly share a common language with a swarm of ants?
Divine dragons in the nine heavens and ants upon the earth would never cross paths!
These seven Ancestor Kings did not display the insufferable arrogance of the Dragon-Headed Ancestor King. They merely wore cold expressions and said nothing, yet the contempt that radiated from deep within them left everyone chilled and desolate.
"Since you have come to attend the Myriad Races Gathering, why not enter?" Lu Chen stepped forward, regarded them calmly, and asked in an even voice.
"Who here can discuss the shape of the world and its future with us?"
Only when Lu Chen spoke did one Ancestor King coldly respond, making their attitude clear. If the Human Race possessed only the strength it had shown so far, they did not take it seriously