463: Start the meeting and vote on the rules!

“It seems quite a few people have arrived.”

The Beast Taming Association President spoke as he walked forward.

Fang Ran and the others followed closely, quickly arriving at the cylindrical building.

Fang Ran looked up; the cylindrical building was pitch black, made entirely of black gold, and in front of everyone, there was an arch-like passageway extending inward.

Through the light of the arched gate, the internal structure could be vaguely seen.

“It should be a stadium-like building…”

Fang Ran guessed.

At the end of his sight, he could see rows of seats.

The interior of this cylindrical building was probably like an hourglass, with seats surrounding it and extending below the sea surface.

“Everyone, please register your name and the race you represent first.”

“Only those who have reached King-level and possess credentials can represent their respective races!”

The man guarding the door was handsome, and the woman was attractive, both with very professional attitudes.

Upon seeing the people from the Dragon Country, they quickly recorded the names of the five individuals.

Immediately after.

His gaze turned to the other countries.

Except for some special small countries, there were usually King-level existences.

And those small countries didn’t need to worry about being stopped at the door, because practically no one would impersonate them; they would be recognized at a glance.

“Who is this?” He smiled at the Queen of the Void Sea, but did not look directly at her.

This was not impolite; rather, he could not withstand the Emperor-level mental power.

“She is the strong individual representing the Void Sea,” Fang Ran muttered to himself.

“Void… Void Sea? Excuse me, what is your name?”

The person instantly put away his shock and hurriedly inquired.

But his heart was pounding non-stop.

It wasn’t that no fierce beasts came here, but their number was not large!

And among them, more came to canvass votes for some powerful nations.

After all, this was a World Conference; a host for the conference had to be chosen, right? Voting became the best option.

But… a creature from the Void Sea, her vote carried a different meaning!

“Queen of the Void Sea, no name,” Fang Ran responded.

The person took a deep breath.

He quickly wrote down the four characters ‘Queen of the Void Sea.’

Without looking at her, he could feel that she was definitely not a King-level creature.

“Please enter!” The man and woman performed a standard bow.

Fang Ran, however, snapped his fingers and said, “Wait, there’s one more person.”

One more?

The man looked up.

He then saw Fang Ran summon Long Yu.

A King-level… Beast Tamer, yet able to summon an Emperor-level? In an instant, the man took a deep breath.

“Long Yu, Dragon-Human Race,” Long Yu stated herself.

All of the Dragon-Human Race were under her command; it was impossible for anyone to be stronger than her.

The few Emperor-level individuals beside them looked at Fang Ran with strange expressions, wondering how he had contracted Long Yu.

As far as they knew, she was very unenthusiastic about humans, let alone allowing a Beast Tamer to contract her.

“Let’s go, it’s time to enter.”

The Beast Taming Association President smiled.

He led Fang Ran and the others along the passage and into the building.

It was indeed as Fang Ran had guessed; the surrounding arched passage led into the interior, positioning them at the half-waist of the ‘funnel,’ with rows of seats on both sides.

The spacing between seats in each row was very wide, ensuring that the view was not obstructed.

Between different areas, the size of the seats also varied.

For example, directly in front of Fang Ran and to his side.

Its seat was incredibly large, enough for a giant to sit comfortably!

Fang Ran followed the aisle in front of the seats, along with the four Emperor Beast Masters, to the area where the Dragon Country was located.

The Queen of the Void Sea stood with them, protecting Fang Ran by his side.

The chairs here were very soft, undoubtedly made from the wool of ranked fierce beasts, sturdy yet highly resilient.

“Many representatives from various countries have arrived…”

Fang Ran scanned his surroundings.

The United States and Bear Country, and the Alien Race.

Oh, right, who was the representative of the Celestial God Clan? Xiao Tian wasn't there now.

As he spoke, Fang Ran's gaze turned towards the direction of the Celestial God Clan, coincidentally meeting the eyes of a person there.

“Mia?” Fang Ran was startled.

Mia looked at him with a faint smile, then immediately resumed her arrogant expression.

“Let her represent the Celestial God Clan?”

Fang Ran sat down on his seat.

Gradually, the entire venue filled with people.

They were not as quiet as Fang Ran had imagined; instead, the chatter was more intense than in a bustling market.

This could be considered the first time creatures from various races and countries had gathered here, all thanks to Fang Ran killing the gods and breaking that barrier.

How could those who once held power over this world be willing to relinquish it?

“Everyone!”

A mental fluctuation emanated from the center.

The humans, fierce beasts, and Aliens present immediately ceased their conversations.

Everyone’s gaze turned towards the old man on the central high platform of the ‘funnel.’

Facing the gazes of the strongest beings in the world, he showed no sign of fear.

“This is the first World Conference.”

“Therefore, next, we will vote to elect the first host!”

After his words fell.

A buzz of noise erupted in the venue.

But that voice quickly subsided.

Then, an Alien Race member spoke, “Your human ethnic groups are divided even more than ours. Won’t voting inevitably result in a human being chosen?”

“That’s right. You invite us to participate in the World Conference, and this is your sincerity?”

The eyes of the Alien Race members gleamed with different dangerous colors.

Among them were dormant Emperor-level existences.

And at this moment, Long Yu was also among them.

She was not human, so she naturally could not stay in the human camp indefinitely, and the Queen of the Void Sea, to protect Fang Ran, did not leave his side for a step.

“Everyone, please calm down.” Seeing the Alien Race about to erupt into an argument, the old man gestured for everyone to be quiet, then continued, “We have naturally made preparations in advance.”

“The purpose of holding the conference is, of course, to discuss how to fight against the gods.”

“And among those, the race that contributes the most naturally has the qualification to become the host of the first session.”

He only said ‘contributes the most,’ but did not say whether they *could* contribute, which was giving everyone enough face.

The underlying meaning of these words was already very clear.

“Hmph, if that’s the case, what are your rules? You can’t not tell us, right?” an Alien Race member snorted coldly.

What the other party said made sense; it was impossible for a weakling to lead the other nations.

This would only shatter the newly formed alliance, and this was naturally not what the Alien Race wanted to see.

“The rules will naturally be communicated to everyone.” The old man straightened his clothes, then paused, standing tall and straight as he said, “Each Emperor-level individual will greatly increase vote power, and King-level individuals will also increase vote power, with a maximum of 5 points. That is to say, even a country with extremely high combat power can only use one vote to represent five votes.”