At that time, within Fuling City.
The city was exceptionally bustling today.
In an open space, the area was crowded with a sea of people.
Several elders of the Qi Ling seven divisions sat at the center of the field.
In front of them was a table that was neither too large nor too small where an elder was recording something.
A long queue occupied three-quarters of the field.
As time passed, the line did not shorten but instead continued to grow.
Wang Mang, who had just arrived, was at a loss for words upon seeing the overcrowded space.
With such a long queue, it was uncertain when it would end.
Unfortunately, there were guards around, maintaining order.
It was impossible to cut in line.
Just now, a fool had been thrown out by the guards for pretending to be confused.
The guard was only of the Indestructible Level, but when beating a dog, one must look at its owner; it would be troublesome if those Eternal Realm elders intervened.
