Magic Punk

Star City Palace Area

meeting hall

Ye Xuan walked through the black and white corridor, her long aqua hair tied into a simple bun on the back of her head.

The sound is crisp and clear, and there is no one around.

The corridors are unusually austere and luxurious.

It is simple because this corridor has no decoration except for the black and white floors and walls.

The luxury lies in the fact that these two colored slates are not made of ordinary marble and basalt.

Instead, we choose genuine, expensive and rare white jade and black jade.

The Star City Assembly Hall is almost the oldest building in the city, if not one of them.

Even though it was just a pavilion made of huge rocks at the beginning, at that time, a real saint stood under the pavilion.

A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude.

Water does not have to be deep.

The closer you get to Ye Xuan's level, the more you understand how terrifying and unfathomable those saints were back then.

Although there are no saints who can truly move in the world today, the traces left by those saints cannot be erased so easily.

Whether it is the Lanye Empire, the Ost Empire, or the Republic of Ste, even Star City, or even the Commercial Federation, their birth and existence are inseparable from those saints from thousands of years ago.

Even I am entangled with those saints, and I am afraid that I will never be able to escape from their relationship in this life.

After all, the so-called first-generation Xia is a genuine saint, one of the three ancient saints.

The so-called first-generation Nine Princesses are the only known beings in the world who are not saints, but wield the power of saints.

Most of the top forces in the world once had saints, and even a very small number of secret existences still have their own saints. However, those saints are extremely limited and have almost no possibility of being born. Together with those saints, The strength itself must be completely hidden from the world.

Thinking like this, Ye Xuan walked quietly along this black and white corridor.

Alone.

Because of this meeting, not only were entourages not allowed, but there were only a handful of bystanders.

The corridor is very long, giving people the impression of a swirling maze. Even Ye Xuan came here for the first time. After all, this is also the first time that successive star owners have chosen to hold a world summit here.

Before the summit, there were countless consultations and exchanges between countries.

But - the proposal put forward by the Star Lord is too tempting. Any leader with vision and unwillingness to lag behind will not give up this major opportunity easily.

Ye Xuan listened to the echo of her footsteps gradually weakening in front of her, and understood that she had finally reached her destination.

In front is a circular hall, just like Star City's usual decorative style, with a dome that is filled with brilliant starry sky.

Under the starry sky, there is a huge round table. Around the round table, thirteen chairs made of silver are neatly placed.

The tall, pale old man, wearing a silver robe embroidered with stars, was sitting directly in front of the round table.

He was the true master of Star City, recognized as one of the strongest at the time and the contemporary Star Master.

After taking this position, Star Lords of all generations, without exception, gave up their original names and only used the title Star Lord as their code names.

The old man remained calm, sleeping at the table like a gray crocodile. When Ye Xuan found her seat and sat down, he opened his silver eyes and whispered hello to the Ninth Princess.

Ye Xuan also nodded slightly in return while silently observing her surroundings.

She wasn't the first to arrive, but she was far from the last.

Star City deliberately allowed each participant to pass through a different corridor and staggered the time so that they did not have a chance to communicate with anyone before arriving here.

It is indeed the usual style of this ancient dark organization.

There are thirteen broad-backed silver benches around the round table.

The bench with stars high up on which Star Lord is sitting naturally represents Star City and the Xing Che clan.

What he is sitting on is the bleeding orchid of the ninth legion.

In addition, the one with the blood phoenix should be from the Nihuang clan. As a descendant of the contemporary demon, it also has a clan that is recognized as the unrivaled clan leader. Ye Xuan actually had some doubts about whether they would send a representative this time.

The one engraved with a small sword should belong to the Guijian clan, which is recognized as the oldest and most powerful hidden clan. Their clansmen have not appeared in the outside world for nearly a thousand years.

Setting up a chair for them at this time is just because the non-existent presence of the Guijian clan is too strong.

After all, they are God's chosen people who have lasted for more than ten thousand years.

Next, a group of shadows is the Shadow Clan. They suffered a catastrophe more than a thousand years ago, and the position of the Demon Familiar was replaced by the Nihuang Clan. It was not until the past few hundred years that they finally slowly recovered from their decline.

Then there is the snowflake, the Xuetong clan, the most harmless race among the seven hidden clans. Of course, there has never been a single good person among the hidden clans that survived the war of the hundreds of clans. The reason why the Xuetong clan is called Humans and animals are harmless, just because the number of ethnic groups destroyed by their hands is relatively small.

The bench with the sun represents the Xiguang clan. They established the first great empire, the Ste Empire, more than a thousand years ago, and then approached the same world. Finally, they fell short when their clan leader died of illness. However, hundreds of years later, Emperor Tianwu With the slogan of reviving the legacy of his ancestors, the brutal war started again, both in terms of the number of casualties and the scale of the countries involved, far exceeded the previous Western expeditions of his ancestors.

However, as the Empress of Chang'an gradually separated the Xiguang clan from the royal family of the Ste Empire and transformed the Ste Empire into the Ste Republic, the phenomenon that the clan is the country has been reduced a lot. Although the Ste Empire is still The Republic of Sturt still has a huge influence, and is still the first family of the Sturt Empire, and there is no second place, but the third place is a thousand miles away.

But compared with the royal status of the past, it is still far behind.

Finally, the empty bench should represent emptiness.

The virtual clan.

The most mysterious, least present, but real race, they have their shadow in many important events in history, but when you want to trace their existence, you find that there is almost nothing.

Can the Star Master really invite the Void Clan over?

Ye Xuan was even a little bit looking forward to it.

After all, even she has never seen a living Hollow clan, she has only heard their stories.

Guijian, Nihuang, Xingche, Shadow, Snow Eyes, Xiguang, Xu.

These seven hermit tribes have all been inherited tens of thousands of years ago, and have experienced countless brutal genocide wars, and finally exist as victors until now.

More than a thousand years ago, at the order of the Prime Emperor, the Xiguang Clan was born. With just one clan, they almost unified the entire world under his banner. Golden crosses were burning in every corner of the world. If not for the Prime The Great Emperor's longevity eventually came to an end, and after his fall, many of his descendants started the Hundred Kings Rebellion. The Great St Empire fell into fragments and would never have the power to conquer again for a long time, otherwise the history of the world would be rewritten.

In the beginning, the power of a hidden tribe was greater than the sum of the world. Although things are different now, no one dares to underestimate these ancient ethnic groups that have lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Ye Xuan thought quietly.