Chapter 1218

Chapter 1218: Division

A mysterious palace appeared in the star region.

The doors of the palace slowly opened, emitting beams of radiant light.

At that moment, a clear and cold voice echoed throughout the star region.

"The Myriad Tribes Conference begins~"

Xu Fan gazed at the palace and couldn’t help but remark, "No wonder the Myriad Tribes Conference has to be held here."

"This place is where the will born from the heavens in the Three Thousand Realms is most concentrated. Any negotiations or distribution of benefits here must be strictly followed," Senior Huangshan explained to Xu Fan.

"Does that apply to Great Saints as well?"

Xu Fan was referring to the Great Saints who remained hidden in the Chaotic Mist Area; what could the Heavenly Way’s Will do about them?

"Even powerful figures like the Yuan Lord, Lord of the Demon Domain, Dragon Lord, and Beast Lord must abide by the agreements made here," Huangshan replied.

At that moment, the top-tier powerful beings from various tribes began entering the palace one after another.

Inside the palace was an immense space, with each race having its own designated area.

Xu Fan was surprised to find a chair bearing his aura in the first row of the human race’s section.

The first row was typically reserved for Great Saints, with Xu Fan being the sole exception.

To his left sat Huangshan, and to his right was Yuan Lord. Huangshan activated a small protective shield and began discussing the details of the Myriad Tribes Conference with Yuan Lord.

"Yuan Lord, remember that we’re allying with the beast race this time, aiming to divide 80% of the shattered world."

"Forty-five percent is our bottom line. Even if it means breaking ties with the beast race, we must hold firm."

"Also, when the Lord of the Demon Domain speaks, don’t interrupt him."

"Lastly, try not to insult anyone during the conference," Huangshan advised.

"Mhm~" Yuan Lord responded with a hint of impatience.

His primary role here was to fight for the human race; he had little interest in anything else.

Suddenly, Yuan Lord seemed to remember something and pulled out a humanoid puppet with four arms.

"This is a quasi-saint level puppet I found in a world within the Chaotic Mist Area. I thought you might be interested," Yuan Lord said, handing Xu Fan the palm world containing the puppet.

"Take a look and see if you can replicate quasi-saint level puppets in the Three Thousand Realms."

Xu Fan examined the palm world with curiosity.

After a while, he shook his head and said, "It’s possible, but the method to adapt it for the Three Thousand Realms is too costly for mass production."

In truth, the grape had already calculated the process for creating Great Luo Sage level puppets, but the rare materials required made the cost prohibitively high.

After a brief glance, Xu Fan decided it wasn’t worth pursuing; the Golden Immortal level puppets from the Hidden Spirit Sect were more than sufficient for their needs.

"I’ll share the method for refining quasi-saint level puppets with Senior Huangshan later," Xu Fan said, accepting the puppet as payment.

"Huangshan, don’t forget to compensate Xu the Divine Master when the time comes," Yuan Lord added with a smile.

Just then, a resonant sound, like the Sound of the Great Dao, filled the air.

All the top-tier powerful beings of the Three Thousand Realms fell silent.

A chaotic light sphere appeared in the center of the grand hall.

"The Myriad Tribes Conference begins. Please have the leaders of each race submit the matters for discussion," the light sphere announced.

At this moment, the leaders of the various races shot beams of light towards the sphere one after another.

Then, a light curtain appeared above the grand hall.

There was only one proposal on it, regarding the division of the shattered world.

A beam of light swept across the entire venue, and names of the major races appeared on the light curtain, along with suggested division standards.

Xu Fan saw that the human race was marked for a thirty percent share.

Upon seeing this standard, Yuan Lord and Lord of the Demon Domain instantly stood up.

"Our human race demands sixty percent! Who is in favor, and who is opposed?" Yuan Lord boldly declared as he surveyed the room.

At this moment, Kunpeng from the beast race stood up.

"What if we take a step back? Let the human race and the beast race each have half."

Instantly, the hall erupted in chaos.

"Does the Dragon Race not exist!"

"You are bullying my Ancient God Race too much!"

"The alliance of our small clans won’t stand idly by!"

At this time, a massive virtual image of a nine-clawed metal dragon appeared above the Dragon Race area.

"Thirty-five percent for the human race, thirty-five percent for the beast race, and the remaining will belong to my Dragon Race."

"You’re talking nonsense, giving you Dragon Race too much face."

"Do you believe I could unite with the human race and the beast race right now to wipe out your Dragon Race?" A huge Ancient God’s virtual image appeared above the Ancient God’s area.

At that moment, several Great Saint-level auras emanated from the other side.

"Our Myriad Tribes Alliance does not ask for much, just one and a half percent."

The entire venue descended into chaos.

"Should we activate the Heavenly Dao Contest Arena?" a cold voice asked.

The noisy hall instantly fell silent.

"Sure! My human race wants to monopolize fifty percent and set up a platform here."

"Any race wanting a piece of the pie can come and try." Lord of the Demon Domain’s voice echoed throughout the hall.

Just then, a shadowy figure appeared.

"Our Cycle of Rebirth only asks for half a percent; I hope all tribes can show some respect."

"Grand Elder of the Cycle of Rebirth, come stand with our human race, and I’ll give you half a percent," Yuan Lord said.

"I demand fifty-five percent for the human race! Who is in favor, and who is against?" Yuan Lord looked around the hall.

Watching this tedious contest of claims, Xu Fan was somewhat dazed.

This was not what he imagined the Myriad Tribes Conference to be; it felt like a bustling marketplace.

At this time, the advantage of having more powerful beings per race became apparent.

One hundred light spheres appeared in the hall, representing the distribution of benefits from the shattered world.

Simultaneously, the entire grand hall began to morph slowly, eventually transforming into a large world.

At that moment, the one hundred light spheres turned into shooting stars, flying in all directions.

"Seize the light spheres! The more light spheres you collect, the larger your share of the division of the shattered world," the light spheres announced.

In the end, all the powerful beings gathered together scattered in pursuit of the light spheres.

Yuan Lord and Lord of the Demon Domain exchanged a glance, each racing off in opposite directions.

At this time, immense thoughts descended, beginning to suppress the nearby powerful beings of the races.

Xu Fan watched as those Great Saint-level exotic powerful beings fell to the ground like dumplings.

He couldn’t help but exclaim, "What are mere Saints doing joining in this commotion?"

Just then, a tremendous dragon might suddenly bore down on Xu Fan.

The Dragon Lord looked at Xu Fan with fury in his eyes.

The dragon might included the Dragon Lord’s thoughts, transformed into sharp swords directed at Xu Fan.

"Dragon Lord, I will not rest until I deal with your Dragon Race~" Xu Fan said as he broke through the Dragon Lord’s barrier and flew in a certain direction.

Throughout this world, battles erupted everywhere, all involving Saints and Great Saints.

If this large world were not reinforced by the will born from the heavens of the Three Thousand Realms, it would have been shattered long ago, leaving nothing but scraps.

At that moment, Huangshan’s figure suddenly appeared beside Xu Fan.

"I thought I would need to step in and help, but it seems I underestimated the situation."