The Heavenly Dragon Divine Armor College’s plaza was packed with tens of thousands of experts wearing different robes. The higher-ups of the college had also come, so the plaza contained almost all the leaders of the entire Alldevil Star-Field’s human race within it.

Xue Yifan was also present. Within this giant plaza, everyone else was standing, and only Xue Yifan and eight other elders were seated.

Tens of thousands of late stage World Kings were silently standing there, all of them with dark expressions. Not one person was smiling, so the atmosphere was a bit heavy.

When Long Chen, Guo Ran, and the others arrived, those experts’ sharp gazes pierced toward them. Those gazes were cold, arrogant, and mocking. To sum it up, they weren’t very friendly.

Guo Ran couldn’t...