Chapter 1683

At the dinner table there is no father-son; at this point, there's no such thing as 'wait a moment'.

Facing everyone's words, Hong Zun acted as if he hadn't heard, completely ignoring them, head down, eating voraciously.

Seeing this, the Human Race powerhouses at the table could no longer hold back and immediately joined the scramble for food.

It wasn't just Hong Zun—Lin Potian, Qin Shan Hai, Wu Shou, Shi Song, and even Qi Xiong were all the same.

Taking advantage of these Human Race powerhouses' first time eating Ye Zhangqing's food, lacking any experience in grabbing meals, they employed all sorts of methods to the fullest.

They used deception and trickery—whatever it took to get another bite, they truly left no stone unturned.

After the meal, the many Human Race powerhouses were seething with anger, their teeth itching.

How could there be such despicable people? Consequently, after the meal, the numerous Human Race powerhouses' gazes toward the Dao Yi Shengdi crowd had changed.

Their eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and resentment; suddenly they felt a sense of regret—what was going on?

After the table's meal was finished, Qi Xiong, Hong Zun, and the other Dao Yi Shengdi people finally wiped the oil from the corners of their mouths.

As if nothing had happened, they raised their cups with smiles, looking at the tablemates and laughing.

"Come, fellow Daoists, let us drink this cup for the sake of our Human Race."

"Huh???"

Seeing Hong Zun and the others act as if nothing had happened, the many Human Race powerhouses couldn't help but twitch their mouths—"How can you possibly act so nonchalant?"

"Just now you used those underhanded tactics, and now you turn around and forget?"

"I've seen thick-skinned people, but never anyone with skin this thick."

"The people from the Imperial Palace earlier were also shameless—clearly fabricating charges, yet they could speak righteously and confidently."

"But now, upon coming to Dao Yi Shengdi, why do I inexplicably feel a sense of familiarity?"

"You Dao Yi Shengdi folks aren't mentioning a word about what just happened."

"Moreover, you can still laugh so brightly; although different in essence from the Imperial Palace, your shamelessness is on par with, if not surpassing, theirs."

"Some of the Human Race powerhouses, eyes full of resentment, said:"

""Fellow Daoist, you weren't like that just a moment ago."

"Their tone was full of complaint, yet Hong Zun and the other Dao Yi Shengdi powerhouses instead showed a hint of puzzlement and asked back:"

""What do you mean by that? Did something happen just now?"

"Er???"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent outright—after all, they are Emperor Sovereign powerhouses, they have face, right? Do they really not care about face at all?

Yet facing the resentful gazes of the many Human Race powerhouses, Hong Zun and the others spoke with smiles on their faces.

"Come, come, come, first fill this cup and drink—may our Human Race's future grow ever more glorious."

The words sounded nice, but combined with what just happened, the many Human Race powerhouses all felt that the Human Race's future seemed, well, likely, perhaps, to go off track.

Yet under the enthusiastic urging of Hong Zun and the others, the Human Race powerhouses had no choice; in the end they reluctantly raised their cups.

After the meal was finished, it seemed that the true start of the banquet was only now beginning.

The earlier meal had been utterly like a battle, and the many Human Race powerhouses had suffered losses through inexperience.

They had no preparation at all, being played around in circles by the people of Dao Yi Shengdi.

And now, after the meal was finished, only then did Hong Zun and the others raise their cups and drink heartily with the many Human Race powerhouses.

As for what had just happened, not a word was mentioned.

The banquet appeared to have ended satisfactorily, but only late at night did everyone finally disperse.

Returning to their lodgings, the Human Race powerhouses of the major forces, filled with complex feelings, did not rest after any fierce battle; instead they gathered together, talking only about what had happened at the banquet earlier.

After all, the Human Race counts as a major power, and this time they came with a full five Emperor Sovereign powerhouses.

At this moment the five gathered in the courtyard, each with a strange expression, saying something.

"Senior brother, I now feel a sense of regret—did we act too early on that decision?"

"I feel the same; Dao Yi Shengdi seems not as simple as we thought."

"Yeah, today's meal left me feeling quite dazed."

"Those people from the Human Emperor Palace were shameless enough; looking at the folks from Dao Yi Shengdi, I feel the same way, and they even outshine their teachers."

"Senior brother, do you think our choice this time was correct?"

The few of them, each with a strange expression, spoke, saying that after eating that meal they were no longer confident in their decision.

Earlier, when they chose Dao Yi Shengdi to become the Human Race's overlord, everyone felt their choice was surely correct, absolutely without problem.

But now, after this meal, the confidence in their hearts has almost completely vanished.

The people of Dao Yi Shengdi, just to get a bite to eat, have employed every means imaginable—sink to the depths of baseness and shamelessness.

It simply leaves them awestruck, their hearts and spirits shaken.

Upon hearing the words of several junior brothers, the senior brother who is the Sect Master remained silent, his expression unusually complex, and no one knows what he is thinking.

Faced with these questions, to be honest, he also found it difficult to answer for a moment.

How could he say? At the meal just now, he sat at the same table with the various sect masters and Qi Xiong.

Yet Qi Xiong, as the Holy Lord of Dao Yi Shengdi, employed tactics that were in no way inferior to those of Hong Zun and the others.

He showed no semblance of a Holy Lord's awareness; it was as if he didn't regard them as human at all, going to any extreme just to get a mouthful of food.

After a long silence, finally the Sect Master spoke up in a faint voice.

"Once the bow is drawn, there's no turning back; now that things have come to this, what's the use of regretting?"

"There's no regret medicine in this world; I only hope our judgment wasn't wrong—Dao Yi Shengdi is like this only when it comes to food."

However, thinking about it, such delicious food driving people mad is understandable.

The only thing that can be said is that the methods of Dao Yi Shengdi are not very honorable, somewhat incompatible with the status of Human Race overlord.

As the Holy Lord, Elders, and Peak Masters of the Human Race's dominant power, they ought to possess their own bearing and demeanor.

However, everyone from Dao Yi Shengdi, while eating, seemed not to care about these at all.

At this moment, this Sect Master also only hopes that everyone from Dao Yi Shengdi is like this only while eating, and should not be like this at other times.

Upon hearing this, the other four Emperor Sovereigns present also nodded with strange expressions; now it can only be like this.

Not only them, but also the strong ones of the other major forces of the Human Race are also discussing this matter.

One can't really say what mood it is; anyway, in short, it's just very complicated.

The sudden change of Dao Yi Shengdi left them unable to accept it for a while; this is somewhat different from the Human Race's hegemonic sect they imagined.