The audience once again erupted into enthusiastic applause.
"Please, representatives of the Alliance, sign your names."
The Insect Race Emperor took the stage first, pressing a red signature with his long antenna.
The applause was like waves, one after another.
"Emperor, Lord Original Myth, what has happened to him?" asked a journalist from an Exotic Realm Race.
"He's not dead, badly injured, currently recuperating," a flash of lights made the old insect beam with pride.
"When will he make an appearance?"
"He doesn't belong to the Ruins of Buzhou but to the Northern Territory, you know, the Emperor's influence spreads across the Pangu Continent."
Martial prowess is ranked second; everyone was curious about who wiped out so many strong masters; the battle achievements were simply unbelievable!
The Ancient Insect, even if wanting to show off, dared not claim the credit and could only answer ambiguously—moreover, it could not bear such a great cause and effect.
