"Well done, Brother Remnant Eye,"
Teng Luo grinned and praised.
Remnant Eye nodded gently in Teng Luo's direction as a form of greeting.
The Palace Lord of Enigma Palace glanced at the Protoss and frowned slightly. "May I ask, Goddess Xiaoxiang, why isn't the Imperial Sky Divine Child here?"
"What right do you have to ask about the whereabouts of the divine child?"
Goddess Xiaoxiang glanced sideways with an unfriendly expression and asked instead.
"Erm, no, you've misunderstood, Goddess."
The Palace Lord of Enigma Palace explained hurriedly, "This is the Convention of the Myriad Races after all and the Imperial Sky Divine Child is the young master of the Protoss …"
"Don't worry, I can make decisions for everything regarding the Protoss! As for the Imperial Sky … "
Goddess Xiaoxiang paused for a moment and a hint of pride flashed through her eyes. "The Imperial Sky will definitely come. Furthermore, he'll give you guys a surprise!"
The Palace Lord of Enigma Palace's heart sank.
The surprise that Goddess Xiaoxiang spoke of might be a disaster for the human race!
It was not appropriate for the Palace Lord of Enigma Palace to ask further and could only force a chuckle. "I'm truly looking forward to it then."
"Xiaoxiang, what's the surprise for Brother Imperial Sky? Tell us."
Teng Luo could not help but ask curiously.
Goddess Xiaoxiang smiled brightly. "You guys will know when the time comes. The Imperial Sky will bring some people that you guys can't imagine!"
Dong!
The bell of Enigma Palace rang once more!
"Screech!"
A sharp screech sounded from the distant horizon!
A series of bedazzling golden lights surged over with scorching auras – hundreds of three-legged Golden Crows flapped their wings and flew over!
The four three-legged Golden Crows in the lead had the strongest auras and the flames were the strongest. From afar, it was as though four blazing suns were flying over!
The Golden Crow race had arrived at Enigma Palace!
The eyes of the Buddhist monks were filled with grief and indignation as they looked at the three-legged Golden Crows that flew over.
Clear Heart Nunnery of the six Buddhist monasteries was destroyed by the Golden Crow race!
Of the six Buddhist monasteries, Dapamkara Monastery, Diamond Monastery, Formless Monastery, Wisdom Monastery, Hollow Monastery and Clear Heart Nunnery, it was the most peaceful one.
Most of the nuns in the Clear Heart Nunnery were not interested in worldly affairs and were kind to others. Therefore, they rarely got involved in the battles of the Cultivation world.
Who would have thought that such a super sect would be mercilessly slaughtered by the Golden Crow Clan!
It was unknown how many nuns from Clear Heart Nunnery had died in that battle.
The area within a radius of a few hundred li around Clear Heart Nunnery had been reduced to ruins by the Golden Crows!
Countless living beings had perished in this fire, and the number of people in the world was uncountable!
"Haha! “
Teng Luo stood up and laughed loudly. "I didn't expect the Golden Crow Tribe's Four Crown Princes to come for this Convention of a Thousand Tribes. How rare!"
The Golden Crow Clan had a total of ten sons.
Among them, the Seventh Crown Prince had the strongest battle prowess!
On Penglai Island, three of them were killed by the Dragon Phoenix True Body.
Among the four Crown Princes who had come to Enigma Palace, the Seventh Crown Prince was among them!
Other than him, there was also the eighth, ninth, and tenth princes.
Many Three-legged Golden Crows landed on the square. They transformed into human forms and walked toward the crowd.
When he heard Teng Luo's greeting, the Eighth Crown Prince laughed as well. "We brothers were curious, so we followed Seventh Brother over to take a look at what's up with this Convention of a Thousand Tribes organized by the human race."
"How lively,"
The Ninth Crown Prince was a little excited. "Fellow Daoists, you're all here!"
The Tenth Crown Prince was the youngest and looked like a 15 or 16-year-old youth. However, despite his young age, there would be an occasional hint of ruthlessness and ferocity between his brows!
Not everyone was qualified to be one of the Ten Golden Crows.
This was a title that could only be obtained after countless killings and bloody battles, stepping on the corpses of many of their own race's bloodline – it was incomparably noble!
Although the Tenth Crown Prince was young, his hands were stained with endless blood!
Without that ferocity, he would not have been able to become one of the Ten Golden Crows!
The four crown princes of the Golden Crow race were gathered and they had different personalities.
The Seventh Crown Prince's expression was cold and emotionless. He had not said a single word since the beginning.
The Eighth and Ninth Crown Princes were clearly more excited and extroverted.
As for the Tenth Crown Prince, although he did not say anything either, his eyes darted around in deep thoughts and no one knew what he was thinking.
The Primordial Six Races were all present!
Among the Primordial Nine Races, only the Primordial Six Races had clearly expressed that they would participate in the Convention of the Myriad Races.
There was no news from the Dragons, Barbarians and Kun race.
In other words, the Convention of the Myriad Races could begin!
The Palace Lord of Enigma Palace took a deep breath of air and stood out, declaring, "Fellow Daoists of the Myriad Races, thank you for giving Enigma Palace face and participating in this grand meet."
"I hereby announce that the Convention of the Myriad Races is officially …"
"Hold on!"
Before the Palace Lord of Enigma Palace could finish, he was interrupted by a voice.
The Eighth Crown Prince of the Golden Crow race stood out and glanced sideways at the Palace Lord of Enigma Palace with a disdainful expression. "Who are you, old man? Why are you presiding over the Convention of the Myriad Races?"
The Palace Lord of Enigma Palace's expression was unchanged as he said in a deep voice, "I'm the Palace Lord of Enigma Palace and my Dao title is Qing Ze."
"The Convention of the Myriad Races this time round was initiated by Enigma Palace and held in Enigma Palace. Naturally, I should be the one presiding over it. Eighth Crown Prince, do you have any objections?"
"Objections?"
The Eighth Crown Prince shrugged. "Of course. Get lost with me, you're an eyesore!"
"Hahahaha!"
Many Golden Crows burst into laughter.
The Rakshasa Race and Blood Vine Race's crowd cheered as well.
The Palace Lord of Enigma Palace grit his teeth and suppressed the anger in his heart, saying in a deep voice, "Seventh Crown Prince, is this the intention of the Golden Crow race?"
"Eighth Brother's words are my words."
The Seventh Crown Prince said indifferently.
Teng Luo raised his brow slightly as well and licked his lips. "I'm curious as well. What right does an ant like you have to preside over the Convention of the Myriad Races?"
"Only us primordial races are qualified to preside over such a grand meet,"
Goddess Xiao Xiang nodded and said in a deep voice.
The Palace Lord of Enigma Palace stood on the spot with a terrible expression, neither advancing nor retreating.
The Convention of the Myriad Races had yet to begin and the Primordial Six Races were already so overbearing and had the initiative.
If the Convention of the Myriad Races was handed over to the Primordial Six Races, there would be no chance of peace talks.
"Why? Are you indignant?"
When the Eighth Crown Prince saw that the Palace Lord of Enigma Palace did not retreat, he could not help but raise his brow with killing intent.
A commotion broke out in the crowd as well.
The Patriarch of some super sects frowned with worried expressions.
"Why? Even you ants are indignant?"
The Eighth Crown Prince surveyed his surroundings and said slowly without concealing the killing intent in his heart.
Right then, the Seventh Crown Prince spoke slowly, "Don't say that the Golden Crow race isn't sincere and isn't giving you humans a chance."
"It's fine if you want to preside over this Convention of the Myriad Races. If any of you humans can step forward and defeat the Golden Crow race, we can let the humans preside over it."
"Otherwise, wouldn't it be a joke if any Tom, Dick or Harry wants to preside over the Convention of the Myriad Races?"
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