Xu Ming's trial at the Tower of Heaven had ended quite a while ago.

However, the three great figures—Palace Master Jitian, Zhan Wuwei, and Ye Tianhun—were still in a daze, not saying a word.

After a long while, Zhan Wuwei stammered, "Xu Ming… really passed the eleventh floor of the Wind Tower?"

Ye Tianhun said, "Unless the three of us just had blurry vision and saw it wrong; otherwise, Xu Ming really did pass it!"

Could the three of them, the most top-notch great figures of the entire human race, possibly "have blurry vision and see it wrong"?

Of course not!

Even Palace Master Jitian felt a little unbelievable; but, the truth was right in front of them, leaving them no choice but to believe!

"That's right!" Palace Master Jitian suddenly said, "How old is Xu Ming this year?"

He had actually already seen that Xu Ming's age was very young, probably only twenty-five or twenty-six years old. However, Palace Master Jitian really couldn't believe it, so he specifically asked again.

"Twenty-five years old!" Zhan Wuwei's expression was serious—he remembered very clearly that Xu Ming was twenty years old when he participated in the Dao Fate Battle five years ago!

Twenty-five years old…

After receiving a definite answer, Palace Master Jitian was silent.

At twenty-five years old, he passed the eleventh floor of the Tower of Heaven and became a Dao Lord—moreover, this was under the circumstances of simultaneously comprehending three Heavenly Daos!

"What kind of freak is Xu Ming…" Palace Master Jitian, who had been in a high position for a long time and was usually indifferent, couldn't help but blurt out the word "freak".

It's not that Palace Master Jitian didn't know how to restrain himself, it's just that Xu Ming was too much of a freak!—You're such a freak, are you not allowed to call you a "freak"?

"Palace Master…" Zhan Wuwei's expression was complicated, with excitement and longing in his eyes, "Is our human race about to have another demigod?"

"Very likely!" Palace Master Jitian's eyes lit up.

Demigods were the strongest combat power on the Boundless Continent!

Even in the human race, which possessed three thousand six hundred territories and billions of miles of land, the number of demigods was very few.

Every demigod was a super figure equivalent to the Palace Master of the Dao Inquiry Palace!

"Palace Master!" Ye Tianhun also said excitedly, "A twenty-five-year-old Dao Lord! In the history of our human race, has there ever been a Dao Lord younger than Xu Ming?"

The earlier one becomes a Dao Lord, the more extraordinary one's talent and comprehension are proven to be!

To become a Dao Lord before the age of thirty, then becoming a demigod in the future is almost a certainty!

"I'm not very clear whether there has been a Dao Lord younger than Xu Ming!" Palace Master Jitian said, "However, legend has it that True God Jiu Yu became a Dao Lord at the age of twenty-five!—It's just, I don't know whether True God Jiu Yu or Xu Ming was younger when they became Dao Lords!"

But in fact…

Moreover…

True God Jiu Yu had great figures guiding him from the time he could remember! And Xu Ming only started his cheating martial arts path at the age of fifteen!

So, no matter how you calculate it, the time Xu Ming spent becoming a Dao Lord was much shorter than True God Jiu Yu!

Palace Master Jitian's gaze was deep: "Because of Xu Ming, the Round Table Conference, which has not been opened for many years, is about to be opened again!"

The Round Table Conference is rarely opened.

And once it is opened, the discussions are all about major events concerning the fate of the entire human race!

Even someone with the status of Zhan Wuwei and Ye Tianhun is not qualified to participate in the Round Table Conference! Those who can participate in the Round Table Conference must be "demigod"-level figures!

And this time, for Xu Ming, the Round Table Conference is about to be opened again!

One day later.

Inside a seemingly unremarkable palace within the Divine Kingdom.

This palace, viewed from the outside, is no different from ordinary palaces, and will not attract the attention of others at all. However, inside the palace, there is an airtight secret room—even true gods find it difficult to窥探 to the situation inside the secret room.

Inside this secret room, there is a round stone table with a diameter of nine zhang.

The patterns on the stone table are extremely irregular, but upon closer inspection, it can be found that the material of the stone table is actually the same as the material of the Chaos Stone Carvings!

Around the round stone table, twenty-three seats are evenly arranged!—It must be known that only demigods are qualified to participate in the "Round Table Conference"! Twenty-three seats mean that, in addition to the "Twelve Palace Masters" on the surface, the human race also hides eleven other demigods!

Oh, no!

To be precise, it is "at least" eleven other hidden demigods!

The reason for saying this is because… some demigods are hidden even deeper, and will not even participate in the Round Table Conference!

Moreover, there are also individual demigods who are not qualified to participate in the Round Table Conference!—For example, if Holy Lord Ziyue really breaks through to the demigod realm, then he will not be qualified to participate in the Round Table Conference!

The Round Table Conference discusses major events concerning the fate of the entire human race, and not just any demigod can participate!

In short…

The human race has a deep foundation!

The number of demigod-level figures is likely to be above thirty!

Huff!

Huff!

One figure after another entered the secret room. These figures were either majestic, domineering, or low-key… but each figure was the greatest existence of the entire human race!

The Round Table Conference has no concept of a main seat; each seat is equal in status. Therefore, after the demigods entered the secret room, they sat down casually.

Soon, thirteen demigod figures were seated in the twenty-three seats!

As for the other seats, they were empty, with no one sitting on them.

Palace Master Jitian was the initiator of this Round Table Conference, so he naturally presided over the meeting.

"The time has come! It is estimated that the other demigods will not be able to participate in this Round Table Conference!" Palace Master Jitian said.

Not all demigods will participate in the Round Table Conference.

For example, Palace Master Potian, who is in deep sleep, and other demigod figures in closed-door cultivation will naturally not attend. However, the demigods who can attend will try their best to rush over.

"Jitian, speak quickly! What is the matter that requires the convening of the Round Table Conference?" A demigod figure with a face like jade but snow-white hair could not help but ask. There was also a sword-shaped mark between the eyebrows of this demigod figure, faintly emitting terrible Heavenly Dao fluctuations.

"Yes, Jitian, has something major happened to the race again?—Is there a problem with the Eternal Demon Pit? Or…?" Another fiery demigod with a bare upper body and fiery red all over could not help but say.

The other ten demigods were able to hold their breath and did not speak; however, they all turned their eyes to Palace Master Jitian.

Palace Master Jitian went straight to the point and said: "The reason I convened this Round Table Conference is because… the race may be about to have a new demigod!"

Today's three updates are complete, thank you!

Friends who want to be extras, please leave a message in the pinned extra building. A group of demigods don't have names yet; such as the sword-shaped mark demigod, the flame demigod… I hope some suitable names can appear.

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