The staircases had appeared, which signified that the Sage King Convention had finally started. The next moment, countless disciples shouted and charged toward them.

“That idiot! Where is he?! It’s starting!” Bai Shishi looked around anxiously.

“Big Sister, don’t worry, Long Chen must be doing something important for him to not be here yet. In the end, the Sage King Convention depends on power to win. Whether he arrives early or late doesn’t matter, as long as he gets here before it closes,” said Yu Qingxuan.

Just as they were speaking, countless disciples already flooded toward the staircase on their side. It was quite the sight.

Upon closer examination, it seemed that every race only had one staircase. On the side designated for...