Mount Tsuming was one of the holy mountains of the human race, similar to the Nine Ways Mountains.
They were one of the origins of the human race.
It was said that the Human Ancestor had once cultivated here in Mounta Tsuming.
Therefore, in honor of the Human Ancestors, all the important meetings were held here, including the election.
Following sparkling Immortal Sparks shimmering across the peak, the human Monarchs arrived one after another.
Some of them were ancient Monarchs who had been in slumber for a long time, and some were from the current Human Sanctuaries.
All of them were the elites of their respective era and forces. Otherwise, they would not be Monarchs.
"Brother Tianyi, how have you been?"
"I didn't expect to see you here, Brother Yang."
"This era is extremely lively. How could I not wake up to have a look?"