The seventh heaven Immortal King didn't dare to anger Lin Jiufeng, especially when Lin Jiufeng used the excuse of the Seven Races Convention.
He apologized and quickly left to choose the 3,000 young talents.
Lin Jiufeng stood in the hall, waiting for him.
As for the white skeleton and the black skeleton, they had already figured out all the memories of the Immortal King that they had possessed. They copied their previous postures and got someone to wake the dragons up to prepare to pull the palace.
'Although this De Lin II looks like an ascetic monk, he still enjoyed things like traveling in a grand manner and such. A few True Dragons pulling his palace, this instantly boosted his imposing appearance to those who see this.' Lin Jiufeng muttered in his heart.
He learned a lot of information from De Lin II's memories.
Although De Lin II was usually cultivating, he also knew some common things.
For example, the True Dragons!