Sanctuary, Sacred Spiritual Planet of the Spiritual Race's Central Star Field.
Great Elder Xu Yi had completely lost his usual calm. In the past, his favorite thing to do was to review the mountain of documents.
The Spiritual Race ruled the vast Star Field. The various documents that were reported every day were like mountains and seas. Though, they had been screened by many other organizations and confidentiality chiefs, and less than 1,000 of them reached him, the Great Elder.
However, what was sent up in the end was still an astonishing number. Originally, these documents could have been handled by others, but Great Elder Xu Yi liked to personally review them. That was because this was the smell of power. This was Great Elder Xu Yi's favorite taste. However, he did not want to think about it now.
Fourteen days.
