The next day;
Garcia Palace, Hidden Village of Death Clan;
As nearly sixty-four thousand citizens of the clan were arriving at the Red Pavilion Arena at a slow pace, the throne hall of the Garcia Palace was bustling with Clan leaders and their close relatives waiting for the main party to arrive.
The entire place was filled with whispers and murmurs with their arrival.
"Man, this is one of the craziest ascension ceremonies in our clan history. He is what, 18? A tenth of my age…" "Shh… how dare you use that tone… even at 18, he is still a Supreme Being. If someone hears it, you'll be punished severely."
"Hey, I heard a rumor that Young Master defeated Monarch?" "Really?""Yeah, the servants heard Young Miss bragging about it." "C'mon, she is a four-year-old spoiled brat. Don't need to take her seriously"
