This hall was indeed a place where he could accept the benefits.
However, even if this was the true place, would there be anyone who would help Wang Tiange rescue the Realm?
Wang Tiange had no choice but to wait and see.
There were more and more people in the hall. All the Holy Turtle Sect's disciples were making noise. They shouted loudly, mixed with many drumbeats. This was a grand event, and everyone was looking forward to the arrival of this day.
The drumbeats and shouts resounded through the air for more than half an hour.
The whole venue gradually quieted down.
Wang Tiange could vaguely hear the ugly man's voice. His voice was not very loud, but it was somewhat sharp. His voice instantly drowned out all of the sect followers' voices.
After a few Li, Wang Tiange could not hear
