Yang Qingxuan asked, "Projection venue? How do I participate? "
Purple Heart stretched out her hand and clapped. A huge force rushed towards him. Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He had no time to resist, and he couldn't.
With a "bang", his back seemed to have crushed layers of barriers, and he was thrown into a strange space.
Beneath his feet was a huge and complicated array of light. The patterns on it were changing unpredictably.
Suddenly, a ray of light shot over, accompanied by Purple Heart's voice, "This is the token to enter the venue. Hold it in your hand, and you can enter."
Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the ray of light. It was a piece of beautiful jade, and there were various patterns carved on it.
Suddenly, his mind was in a trance. His consciousness seemed to have merged with the jade, and he felt the world spinning. The next moment, he found himself in a strange building, and he was sitting on a fixed seat. Purple Heart's voice came from Purple Heart's mouth. "You should be in the venue.
You don't have to speak, and pay attention to what you say. You are now representing my Divine King Manor. Don't embarrass me. I can't know what's going on inside. Qingsheng and I talked a while ago. He will speak because the Luotian Sect is his vassal sect. "
Yang Qingxuan sat there quietly. He knew that he was just a strand of consciousness.
The entire venue was a huge circle. Everyone's seat was also a projection. It was very majestic and domineering. It was arranged according to a strange spatial law. From any position, one could see everyone in the venue.
Yang Qingxuan scanned the venue with his consciousness. There were already more than ten people in the venue. However, they were all projections of consciousness, and they didn't have a real body. Their appearances and body shapes were all projections, and there was no reference value. The only reference value was the aura that everyone revealed. That was the aura of the real body, and it couldn't be imitated.
However, Yang Qingxuan's aura was very unfamiliar. Yang Qingxuan only sensed it slightly, and then he retracted his consciousness. He then sat there quietly, thinking about what Purple Heart Divine King said. Be obedient, and don't cause any trouble for the Divine King Manor.
In the center of the venue, there were thirteen thrones. They were placed in a fixed position, and they were obviously more exquisite and magnificent than their seats. They gave off a visual and imposing aura.
Purple Heart's voice sounded again. "There are a total of 109 seats here. After the Alliance was established, the number of Holy Sects reached 109. That was when the Southern Universe Alliance was at its peak. Right now, there were a total of 49 Sage Sects, including five God Kings. The thirteen thrones in the center of the venue are for the Great Divine King, the Four Saint Masters, and the Eight Heavenly Kings. The remaining thirty-six families are scattered around. "
Soon, more and more people gathered in the hall. A beam of light that was the same color as the beautiful jade appeared on the throne. Then, as it flickered, it transformed into a human figure.
Furthermore, people would occasionally appear on the thirteen majestic thrones in the center.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly felt an aura probing towards him. It was from a position opposite of him where a figure appeared. That probing aura wasn't unfamiliar to him. Yang Qingxuan was startled as he silently muttered, "Godking Qingsheng."
That probing aura was like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water. Then, it disappeared.
Yang Qingxuan used his consciousness to probe back. He realized that the aura of Godking Qingsheng had completely disappeared. He knew that the other party had only released his aura slightly to inform him of his identity.
Although those who came to the venue weren't necessarily the Sect Masters of the Holy Sects, each seat was fixed. They represented different powers. Most people knew in their hearts which seat belonged to which family.
Not long after, more than thirty people arrived at the venue.
In the center of the thirteen thrones, a large formation light suddenly appeared. It fluctuated in a circular area. Those formations appeared and disappeared like some kind of mysterious pattern. As it flickered, it became clearer and clearer.
Above those patterns, various numbers appeared. Thirteen, twenty-nine, seven, five …
Finally, all the light dimmed, and an object appeared. It was a turtle shell.
Then, the head, limbs, and tail all stretched out. It was an old turtle of unknown years. It closed its eyes and lay there quietly, motionless.
A black-robed man slowly appeared on the turtle's back. His right hand formed a seal in front of him, and his feet were stuck to the turtle's back. It looked like he was stepping on it.
Once this person appeared, the atmosphere of the venue seemed to change.
Everyone's gaze was fixed on him.
That person said, "Time's up. Thirty-five people have arrived. Enter seclusion at the entrance of the venue. We won't wait for anyone else."
At this moment, Zixin's voice sounded. She said, "It should be time soon. Do you see a black-robed man riding a turtle in the center of the venue? This person is called Dustfall. He's the host of the Alliance. "
"Dustfall?" Yang Qingxuan muttered. He wanted to ask which sect Dustfall was from, but it seemed like he couldn't transmit his voice.
Dustfall's hands were still forming seals. He stood on the turtle's back and stared at one of the seats with his gray eyes. He said, "Everyone already knows the purpose of this meeting. The Blood Refining Planet that is forbidden by the Alliance has appeared again. It is said that the Ning Clan has refined seventeen planets. Does the Ning Clan have any explanation for this? "
The person that Dustfall stared at slowly revealed his true appearance. It was a middle-aged man. He cupped his fists and said, "Greetings, Dustfall and everyone. I'm Ning Jinsheng from the Ning Clan. I'm here to represent the Ning Clan in this meeting. To be honest, we've heard some of those groundless rumors. It's really funny. How can there be such an absurd thing in the world? I'm afraid there's some shady force that's secretly causing trouble for the Ning Clan. "
Dustfall said, "You mean those rumors are made up out of nothing?"
Ning Jinsheng nodded. "Made up out of nothing. Completely made up out of nothing."
Dustfall said, "Okay." He turned around and looked at the seat of the Qing Sheng Divine King Mansion. He said, "What do the representatives of the Azure Divine King Mansion have to say?"
Qing Sheng changed his voice and snorted. He said, "The Luotian Sect is a subordinate sect of the Azure Divine King Mansion. Their sect master, the Glacier Lord, was almost killed by Luqiu Qi. Fortunately, Rong Ke and the others from the Star Alchemist Association came to his rescue. The Glacier Lord can testify that the Ning Clan is the mastermind behind all the actions of the Tian Sha Sect. "
Ning Jinsheng laughed. "Haha, what a joke! The Tian Sha Sect is the Tian Sha Sect, and the Ning Clan is the Ning Clan. If the Tian Sha Sect needs the Ning Clan's instructions no matter what they do, why don't they merge with the Ning Clan? This is one of the reasons. Secondly, it's still unknown whether the Tian Sha Sect has carried out the Blood Refining Planet. Does the Glacier Lord have any proof? "
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