In the depths of the Abyss, the Immortal Kings of various clans awaken slowly, opening their eyes.
After listening to the female emperor's edict within the Daoist Charm, waves of dormant Immortal King auras erupted from every direction.
"Is the election for the True King finally upon us?"
"Eight hundred years, so brief, gone in the blink of an eye."
"Though it's only been eight hundred years, it's surpassed ten thousand years of arduous cultivation in the outside world. I dare not dream of being a True King, but the deputy of the True King..."
"The expectations of my clan, I will fight to the death to seize it!"
"In the vast calamity of the Ten Thousand Clans, only by grasping power can one's own family be saved!"
Countless gazes now turn to the Heaven Tower, focusing on the dazzling top ten seats on the leaderboard outside the tower, coveted positions by all.
At the same moment, within the tower, figures soar from each layer like locusts.
