In the dark void, thirty-nine figures stood among sixty-five thrones.0

Some of the vacant thrones belonged to those who had already fallen, their light dim and receding into the background, while others belonged to kings who had ventured deep into the mythical world and were no longer within the human territory.0

The latter included five of the seven individuals who had joined the Alliance of Gods, one of whom was True Immortal Jingtai. The other two had completely severed their ties with humanity and proclaimed themselves as deities.0

After all, humans inherently harbored selfish desires. Even in the face of impending extinction, not all of the top-level powerhouses could unite.0

Soon, when all of the kings and heavenly kings who could attend had arrived, and the three supreme wills had descended, the towering figure seated in the main position, Qian Tian, spoke slowly.0

"Eric, you suddenly convened a kings' meeting—did something happen in the Alliance of Gods?"0

Unlike his usual middle-aged appearance, the First Councilor now appeared incomparably majestic,...0