Aslet stood at the top of the meeting hall with his hands behind his back.

On his left and right sides, there were several large and luxurious chairs with exquisite workmanship.

On the left and right sides, there were several people sitting.

However, it is obvious that the seats next to Aslet are almost all empty.

Moreover, it is different from the excitement and hustle and bustle in the square outside.

The atmosphere here seems a bit depressing.

After a long time passed, Aslet spoke again:

"Everyone, the purpose of this assessment and selection is to select a group of truly talented disciples for training."

"Especially those in the divine realm, as long as they meet the conditions, we will accept them all."

"We must cultivate some more true gods in the shortest possible time to make up for the lost power of our Holy Temple."

...

"You are also the core strength of our Saint Yi Palace. As long as you have hope to hit the true god, can go further, and what resources you need, you can tell me, and I will do my best to support you."

...

Aslet said slowly.

However, when he said these words, Aslet's face did not look good.

Those true gods in his hands had lost too many to Lin Tiance.

Now, apart from him, there are only two early stage True Gods left in the entire Holy Yi Temple.

If it weren't for him being strong enough, Sheng Yi Temple would have been pounced on by other forces and torn into pieces long after the news spread that the True God of Sheng Yi Temple had suffered heavy losses for no apparent reason.

And just before Aslay finished speaking.

Suddenly, a burst of sound waves fell like rolling thunder.

"Aslet, get out and die!"

moment.

Everyone in the entire meeting hall was shocked by it.

"Bang"

And an object that Aslet was playing with exploded instantly.

...
Chapter completed!