The Imperial Capital of the Divine Dynasty welcomed the commencement of the grand ceremonial audience at the Taoist Palace, which had officially begun two days prior.
Under the meticulous arrangements of the Divine Dynasty's court, the various complex audience activities unfolded in an orderly manner, and the time for the start of the exchange conference was already set.
However, with six days left until the conference officially began, the martial artists were already clamoring to return to the Dead Camp…
"Why aren't we allowed to leave?" a martial artist bellowed angrily, shouting at the guards at the door.
The guards coldly responded, "We are under military orders to protect you all. Before the conference begins, no one is permitted to leave!"
"I want to go back to compete for the Great Commander's position, you…"
"Why don't you cure your right eye first before you talk big?" The guard mocked with a frosty jeer, delivering a fatal blow.
"Ah…"
