"Have you heard? A great battle of kings happened at the Holy Institute, with eight out of the ten kings appearing, causing heaven and earth to tremble!"
"Yeah, I heard the Floating Continent where the Holy Institute is located was shattered, and large fragments fell to the ground."
"The White Crane King is too powerful, fighting against seven and still holding his own, against seven kings of the same rank!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, back then my grandfather could already see his potential as a Great Emperor, and now, thousands of years later, he truly is peerless and magnificent."
"He's not just a Great Emperor now..."
"This... hum, my grandfather might have been wrong, can't he?! People like you just know how to argue, I'm not speaking to you anymore!"
"Fine, don't speak then."
Such discussions were everywhere in the Beast Race territories.
It's only been a month, but the events at the Holy Institute have already become well-known—actually, Beast-known.
