At the top of the hall were the five golden thrones, and a beam of light fell upon each one. At the same time, their immense pressure enveloped the space. The appearance of these five people caused Wang Xuanjin, Qi Huang, and the rest of the Kings' expressions to turn stern. They stood up from their seats and bowed deferentially.0

At the top of the steps made of white jade, eyes looked down from the five golden thrones like gods, instilling admiration into those beneath. 0

A warm voice filled with authority sounded out from the golden throne in the middle. "There is no need to be polite, everyone." 0

Wang Xuanjin raised his head to see an imposing man sitting there. His skin was filled with creases and he exuded an ancient air akin to that of a venerable tree. The most eye-catching thing about him was the half-inch-wide crystalline crack between his eyebrows. If one were to inspect it closely, they would...6