A rare magical miracle in the world

"They're here."

The last to arrive was none other than the Master of Miracles from the Southern Continent, not just Bailuo, everyone turned their gaze towards them.

The representatives from the south who came to attend the meeting were not many, only seven.

From appearance alone, it was indeed difficult to discern what kind of individuals the Masters of Miracles were.

Reconnaissance Skills were ineffective against them, and even personal reasoning would face a 'judgment cannot be determined' special circumstance when it came to the Kings.

"So many people."

"One, two, three, four, five, there are so many, I can't count them all."

"Walking with you lot is embarrassing."

"....."

Among the Southern Kings, four men and three women, Bailuo could tell at a glance who their leader was.

It was an old man with short white hair, wearing a hemp garment, holding a Shepherd's Staff in his hand, his aura not sharp but rather exuded a soft and comfortable ease, making him approachable.

"A little courtesy, please, everyone."

The old man smiled as he looked back at the six Masters of Miracles, his eyes were as if he was looking at his own children.

"Got it, old timer."

"Don't worry, we won't start a fight with them."

"Our seats? Over here, over here! I see our spot!"

The youngest, a girl about twelve or thirteen years old, purely from the sense of Royal Prestige, should have only reached the Second Awakening, and definitely no more than Third Awakening.

"Idiot, don't sit on the table!"

"Eh~~~"

The youth was scolded, pouted his lips, and then pointed at the Eastern Empire's Fengdu: "But he's clearly sitting on the table too!"

"!!"

Fengdu's mouth twitched slightly, for he had noticed the youth's intense gaze.

Thereupon, Fengdu cleared his throat and sat properly, setting a good example for the Southern Kings.

'Did they come here just to watch the excitement?' thought Bailuo, somewhat surprised, as this group of Southern Kings seemed like a family out on an outing accompanied by their elders.

Not only devoid of any authority, but they also had a warmth that left one somewhat speechless.

"Play here nicely, be good," the old man patted the girl's and the youth's heads, then walked towards another direction: "I'll go say hello to an acquaintance."

"Long time no see, Eastern Conquest Emperor."

"Ying Little Girl, long time no see."

Ying Muyao was acquainted with the Eastern Conquest Emperor, and as the two exchanged greetings, she relayed to Bailuo: "All the Masters of Miracles from the Southern Continent are under his command."

"Him?!"

Bailuo naturally had heard of the Eastern Conquest Emperor, but he never imagined that the legendary figure would be such a kind old man.

A completely harmless fellow, yet possessing the pinnacle of strength in the Miracle World, Bailuo found it astonishing.

"Although force can conquer the body, it cannot conquer the will."

The Eastern Conquest Emperor seemed to have noticed the relationship between Ying Muyao and Bailuo, and he first apologized to the Empress of the East: "Sorry, do you mind if I talk with this gentleman?"

"You do not need to ask me."

The Eastern Conquest Emperor was a Master of Miracles 200,000 years ago, with unfathomable strength.

In the Miracle World, the Eastern Conquest Emperor is named alongside the Holy Emperor and the Ancient Emperor as the 'Three Elders.'

However, these three individuals share a common trait; they are entirely disinterested in power, never use force to oppress others, and are figures who command respect both for their strength and their morals.

"That weapon, it's not with you any longer?"

The Eastern Conquest Emperor didn't beat around the bush but went straight to the point, yet he wasn't there to reprimand: "Be careful, child, that weapon is very dangerous. If you lose control, something very terrible could happen."

"Right."

The Eastern Conquest Emperor extended his hand to Bailuo, who took it, "Welcome back, Little Bai Zhou."

"Hmm?"
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Bailuo was somewhat surprised; the Eastern Conquest Emperor actually knew so much.

"Don't worry, he's not an enemy."

Ying Muyao signaled to Bailuo that there was no need to be tense, telling him that the Eastern Conquest Emperor was a good friend of Ying Baizhou.

Back when Ying Baizhou was just making a name for himself and striving alongside Ying Muyao, they were once hunted by some powerful Masters of Miracles, which led them to seek help in the Southern Continent.

The Southern Continent, having been isolated for many years, put the siblings through a test by the Eastern Conquest Emperor, who then granted them his friendship.

For ten thousand years, regardless of the relationship other Southern Kings had with them, if one were to speak solely of the Eastern Conquest Emperor, he was absolutely on Bailuo and Ying Muyao's side.

"The Eastern Conquest Emperor?"

"Rest assured, I will support you both this time as well."

The Eastern Conquest Emperor gave Bailuo and Ying Muyao a 'rest easy' look, implying that if Old Uncle had conquered the Chubby Simpleton, winning the favor of the Holy Empire.

Then what Ying Muyao and Ying Baizhou had garnered was the friendship of the Southern Continent, making them among the very few who knew of the landscape of the Southern Continent from ten thousand years ago.

Of course, after ten thousand years, no one knew what new things might have emerged there.

This was also the reason Ying Muyao had been somewhat nervous before, as she could not be sure that the Eastern Conquest Emperor remained as before.

Fortunately, she worried needlessly, the old man was still the same, without any change.

"Speaking of which, you have met the Ancient Emperor, haven't you?"

The Ancient Emperor hadn't come to the meeting, and Ying Muyao replied, "He's not interested in these matters."

"Just like him."

With that, the Eastern Conquest Emperor didn't say much more. He went straight back to the seating area of the Southern Kings, then quietly waited for the meeting to begin.

"Gedemon People."

"What?"

The sudden statement from his senior sister puzzled Bailuo, "What, Gedemon People?"

"That old man who just spoke with us, he's the Eastern Conquest Emperor you spoke of," his sister explained, "He's a Gedemon."

"What's that?"

Bailuo didn't know what Gedemon People were: "A race of some kind? Similar to us, People of Yatun?"

"Not the same."

His sister didn't know how to explain, because this knowledge was stolen from the Queen's memory: "What exactly Gedemon is, I can't explain well either, but those three expression packs we met earlier, they were also Gedemon."

"Hmm?"

Bailuo, "Those three merchants are also whatever this Gedemon is?"

"The most distinctive feature of the Gedemon People is their unique aura," his sister said, "Also, if I am not mistaken, the Ancient Emperor mentioned by the Eastern Conquest Emperor is likely also a Gedemon."

The origins of the Gedemon People are very special. They lived during the time of the Giant Gods, the Yagen people, making them very ancient beings.

"So don't be fooled by him," his sister warned, "This old man is not as simple as a 200,000-year-old Master of Miracles."

"Especially when he talked about the risks of Twilight with you, Xiao Luo, I can be sure."

His sister, "He is very familiar with Twilight, and he may have even witnessed its power firsthand!"

"Old man, what's the matter with you?"

"Yeah, you've been silent since earlier."

Even though they were waiting for the meeting to begin, the Eastern Conquest Emperor seemed a bit too quiet.

"It's nothing, I'm just tired. I'm going to take a nap; wake me up when the meeting starts."

"Sure thing!"

"Rest well, old man. We've got this!"

Once again, a smile crept onto the aged face of the Eastern Conquest Emperor. He glanced in the direction of his sister, then sighed heavily in his heart: 'The final victor of the Battle of Elebergen, it really is you, Isefia...'