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Chapter 333 The Clan Head's Grand Banquet is Held, and Xia Fatian's Holy Spirit Identity i

Chapter 333 The Clan Head's Grand Banquet is Held, Xia Fatian's Holy Spirit Identity is Announced to the Entire Universe! (Part 2)

"Come on, come on, over here!"

"Oh my! Mist King, it's been so long, almost three hundred years, hasn't it? You're still as energetic as ever."

"His Majesty John Joeroy presents a congratulatory gift! Six million gold pounds, one Sovereign-level sealed artifact, one Sovereign-level secret treasure, one pure white light-chasing silver crystal, and ten rare high-grade secret contracts!"

The hall was bustling with people, all of whom were prominent figures from across the universe.

Some people gathered together to exchange pleasantries, while others had already taken their seats at the table, waiting for the banquet to begin.

Many more people lined up to present their congratulatory gifts, each one quite generous.

Of course, the Gilgamesh family would not treat their guests from afar poorly. Every table at the extraordinary banquet here uses extremely top-quality and expensive ingredients, almost all of which are supernatural creatures from the starry sky.

Star-level supernatural beings are a collective term for a class of supernatural beings that roam the cosmos.

Among the most famous are the Starry Sky Dragon, the Harvest Serpent, the Magic Tree, and so on. The worst are all at the Sovereign level, while the highest can even rival the Extraordinary Monarch or the Mysterious Emperor.

Thorloki and Folnir were sitting behind a long table covered with gold silk. Thorloki was in charge of receiving gifts, while Folnir was in charge of quickly taking notes.

There was also a greeter standing nearby, who was responsible for loudly reading out the gift list given by the guests.

There were at least tens of thousands of tables in the hall, most of which were full. People were cracking melon seeds, drinking red tea, and chatting happily, waiting for the main character of today's family banquet, namely, Shafa Gilgamesh.

Everyone was eager to see just how young, promising, and vibrant the new head of the Gilgamesh family was.

And just how powerful is he to have become the head of a family favored by the gods?

Unfortunately, because the planet Caligia was sealed off by a planetary barrier jointly created by the Silver Universe and the Nature Monarch, not a single person who knew Shafa came, and many people couldn't find out about him even if they wanted to.

At this moment, beautiful and well-proportioned waitresses began serving dishes, carrying plates of food and moving between tables.

The aroma of delicious food cooked by a supernatural being of celestial caliber immediately filled the entire magnificent hall.

Xia Fa stood at the far end of the hall, behind a curtain of a huge, semi-circular stone platform covered with golden floor tiles.

He looked at the bustling hall filled with guests, those presenting their gifts, and Solrocki and Fernil happily receiving them, and felt a little strange.

Of course, this wasn't about receiving gifts; all the gifts from the guests belonged to him, without question.

In fact, after becoming the head of the Gilgamesh family, he was able to mobilize the family's vast resources, including money, treasures, and sealed artifacts—all at his disposal.

However, Xia Fa no longer needs these things. What he needs are the [Proof of Eternity], sacred metals that are hard to buy even with money, and the Divine Blood Fruit and Ancient Fruit that are becoming increasingly rare due to their consumption.

And those strange and wonderful things, things that might come in handy, such as the eggs of the Silent Devouring Worm, the heartwood of the Magic Tree Emperor, the gallbladder of the Harvest Giant Serpent Feather King—etc. These things can't be bought with money, and you might not even be able to get them by exchanging them with other treasures.

Of course, if he were to be a little bolder, he would actually like a few more righteous secret treasures or ancient secret treasures, as long as they are not weapons. He is open to armor and tools.

Therefore, the main reason why Xia Fa found it strange was that this family head's banquet felt too familiar.

Indeed, he originally thought that the family head's banquet would be a group of guests standing below, and then his great-grandfather, Holy Emperor Sharatu, would bring him out to formally announce him as the family head. After that, everyone would begin to eat very elegantly, without making any noise throughout the entire process, except for the clinking of glasses and the low murmur of conversation.

Unexpectedly, it was so lively and joyful, with a happy atmosphere everywhere, just like celebrating the New Year.

But honestly, I still prefer the atmosphere we have now.

"Xia Fa, my dear great-grandson, are you ready? If you are, you can come on stage. Many of my old friends are waiting to see you."

Emperor Sharatul, stroking his white beard, his thin face beaming with barely suppressed joy, looked out over the curtain at the hall filled with guests.

This curtain itself is a sealing artifact called the "One-Way Observation Curtain." A person standing behind the curtain can see the person in front of the curtain, but the reverse is not true.

Therefore, although Shafa and Shalatu were observing the guests coming and going from behind the stone platform curtain, none of the guests could see them.

"Yes, I'm ready. Don't worry, Grandpa. Who is your great-grandson? He's not going to be nervous."

Xia Fa's words were not an exaggeration. After all, he had already experienced the Super Fighting Grand Prix and the Whale Watching Tournament. The former was watched by audiences randomly pulled from all over the universe, which could be described as being the focus of everyone's attention.

The latter involves dissecting traveling whales under the watchful eyes of many rulers and extraordinary monarchs, risking a loss.

With such training, he certainly wouldn't be intimidated in this situation.

Of course, there is another reason.

That is, having signed five overlord-level secret contracts and possessing the [Ancient Treasure - Rhine Blade of Calamity], he was already considered the strongest existence in the entire arena.

As long as the gods don't appear and the Bronze Cleaners don't come, there really isn't anyone here who can defeat him.

Even ordinary subordinate gods are not to be feared by Xia Fa; what he fears are subordinate gods who are about to become external gods.

"Now that we're ready, let's go out. It's time to let our old friends see the finest bloodline of the Gilgamesh family! Hahaha!"

Emperor Sharatu was clearly in a very good mood; the smile on his face never faded, and he even seemed a little impatient.

Before today, or rather, for the past thousand years, among the three divinely favored families, the Gilgamesh family has always been the weakest, the Star Dragon family the strongest, and the Secret Eye family in the middle.

Moreover, the questioning of the Gilgamesh family's so-called "noble bloodline that makes it easier for them to sign hegemonic-level secret pacts" has never stopped throughout the universe.

After all, it's said that your Gilgamesh family is prone to signing hegemonic-level secret contracts, so how come you don't even have a single Mystic Emperor?

But now, the family has produced a Heavenly Saint, Xia Fa!

This was an unexpected surprise, foreshadowing the rise of the family and at least tens of thousands of years of prosperity to come.

Xia Fa glanced at his overjoyed great-grandfather, but sighed inwardly.

Even now, he hasn't told anyone about the Cleaners' biggest secret: that in a year, countless Golden Cleaners will awaken and begin cleaning up any living beings in the universe who have any connection to supernatural powers.

Although his companions who had entered the Old Forge together, as well as his great-grandfather, had all seen the Cleaner, it was clear that they only knew that the Cleaner was extraordinary and had a great deal of mystery behind him; they couldn't possibly know the biggest secret.

It's impossible for them to know about the six fake gods and the three real gods.

That's why, the more lively the scene was today, and the happier and more joyful his great-grandfather and other members of the Gilgamesh family were, the more inexplicably heartbroken Shafa felt.

"Fine, whatever, we should be happy when it's time to be happy. Let's have some fun together today!"

After thinking it over, he composed himself, lifted the curtain, and walked out.

The moment I stepped out, all eyes of the tens of thousands of guests at the thousands of tables in the magnificent hall were immediately drawn to me.

Among these people were emperors of entire kingdoms, leaders of well-known or secretive supernatural organizations, powerful figures with countless legendary tales, saints and cardinals of the nine major churches, and even noble ladies and gentlemen and heads of families from various major families across the universe.

Each of them is extraordinary; in their respective territories, they are all powerful and influential figures.

No matter how much mental fortitude he had undergone, Xia Fa admitted that at this moment, he still felt a slight sense of panic.

In particular, the eyes of important figures were full of scrutiny. Countless beautiful noble ladies were throwing him flirtatious glances, and many powerful individuals who clearly enjoyed navigating life and death cast their judgmental gazes at him.

However, Xia Fa quickly suppressed this slight panic.

At this opportune moment, Sharatour stepped forward and stood beside his own great-grandson, whose smile instantly faded, leaving only a faint smile. Coupled with his status as the Holy Emperor of the Paradoxical Church, he did not appear kind at all, but rather exuded an air of majesty.

"Welcome, everyone, from afar! Your presence is a great honor to my Gilgamesh family, haha."

Emperor Shalatu smiled and began, then casually placed his hand on Shafa's shoulder, showing the intimacy between grandfather and grandson: "Let me introduce you all. This is the new head of our Gilgamesh family, my great-grandson, named Shafa, Shafa Gilgamesh!"

Upon hearing this, everyone began to scrutinize Xia Fa again, and discussions inevitably ensued.

"So young?"

"He is quite handsome, practically the most handsome member of the Gilgamesh family."

"But he looks like he's only in his early twenties, probably not even fully grown yet."

"Hmph, only in his early twenties, yet he dares to take on the heavy responsibility of being the head of a divinely favored family. He's truly a newborn calf that isn't afraid of tigers—"

"A young man with no experience is unreliable!"

"That old bastard Sharatul, has he gone senile? Why is he suddenly saying he wants to abdicate?"

The vast majority of people present not only reached the position of master, but were also all very shrewd. Although they were discussing, they were only communicating through spiritual intuition and only with acquaintances.

Therefore, although they were full of doubts about Shaphat in their spiritual intuition, their outward behavior was completely different.

Many rulers and extraordinary monarchs stood up, clasped their hands in a fist salute, and immediately began showering each other with unrestrained praise.

"Emperor Sharatul, your great-grandson is truly a handsome and promising young man!"

"Yes, yes, he truly lives up to his reputation as the new head of the Gilgamesh family. You can tell at a glance that he has unlimited potential and a promising future."

"Under the leadership of this young brother Shafa, the Gilgamesh family will likely continue to flourish."

"This young man has probably signed at least twenty-five secret contracts already, hasn't he? His aura is simply unfathomable."

"Yes, even we with our spiritual intuition can't sense their specific strength. They're not simple, they're really not simple."

The praise from everyone made Emperor Sharatu even happier, even though he knew it was just empty flattery.

Xia Fa remained expressionless. Since signing five overlord-level secret contracts, plus the initial high-level secret contract, he should be at the whale-level on the surface, but it seems that's not how it's calculated.

Specifically, he could feel that the aura around him had changed from not even being a demigod before to being like an abyss. Not only could others not detect it, but even he himself could not judge anything from the aura around him.

Of course, this is also a good thing. When no one can see a person's true strength, people will definitely respect him more than they will despise him.

Seeing everyone in the hall praising him, even the important figures Xia Fa knew, such as the Mist King of the Mist Clan and the old chieftain of the Giant Clan, joined in, practically carrying him in a lavish sedan chair to elevate him to the heavens.

Just then, the greeter's voice suddenly rang out from the lobby entrance, tinged with excitement.

"The Absolute Church, Pope Hercules, has come to offer his congratulations! He presents fifty million gold pounds, one egg of the Bountiful Serpent, and a fragmented Mysterious Treasure—"

Almost everyone in the hall fell silent instantly, their expressions varied.

Pope Hercules—he's the most important figure in the entire universe! The Pope of the Absolute Church, serving the strongest righteous god, Absolute Defense!

Although everyone knew that Pope Hercules would come, because it was rumored that Pope Hercules and Emperor Sharatul had always had a good relationship.

However, when Pope Hercules actually came, the feeling was different.

"Hahahaha, just in time, just in time! Nephew Xiafa, we were only a tiny bit short. You won't mind, will you?"

Pope Hercules, clad in golden armor and sporting a large, reddish-brown beard, burst into hearty laughter as soon as he entered. With a single step, he instantly traversed tens of thousands of meters and arrived on the stone platform.

The Pope of the Church of Absolute Defense immediately put his arm around Xiafa's shoulder, appearing extremely intimate, and his expression seemed genuine, as if he had known Xiafa for a long time.

Xia Fa also raised his head and said with a smile, "How could that be, Pope Hercules? I couldn't be happier if you could come."

Upon seeing this, the rulers and extraordinary monarchs in the hall all felt a chill run down their spines.

You see, when Pope Hercules came and went, drinking was one thing, but if he stood on this platform, the situation would be completely different.

This is a signal, a signal that couldn't be clearer.

This means that Pope Hercules is willing to support Shaphat!

It should be noted that when Solrock became the young lord, he held a grand banquet for him. Although Pope Hercules also attended, he did not go to such lengths; he simply ate a meal and left.

This means that Pope Hercules wasn't just doing this because of Emperor Sharatu's influence, but because he genuinely had a good relationship with this young man named Shafa!

Why is that?

Upon seeing this, Sharatul narrowed his eyes and immediately understood what Hercules was planning.

It seems that Hercules still remembers his status as the signatory to the Silver Throne of Shapha and his potential as the Emperor of Mystery, and is still trying to win him over and recruit him into the Church of Absolute Defense.

But Shafa has already become the head of their Gilgamesh family, so what is Hercules still trying to do?

However, despite these thoughts, Sharatul understood that Heracles's willingness to go to such lengths for Sharphat, whatever the reason, was something to be grateful for.

"Patriarch Osius has come to offer his congratulations! He presents sixty million gold pounds, three Dragon Blood Scales of the Starry Sky Dragon, one Needle of Time, and one Overlord-level Secret Pact: Gate to the Stars—"

Patriarch Osius has also arrived?

Wasn't He on Caligi before? Logically, He wouldn't have received an invitation or been able to come out, right?

Xia Fa was taken aback. Although he had some questions, he was genuinely pleasantly surprised.

Patriarch Osius was arguably the kindest person to him among his elders, aside from his great-grandfather Emperor Sharatul, Marshal Gaius, Bishop Tyrene, and Uncle Axor.

Today, as I become the head of the Gilgamesh family, the presence of Patriarch Osius somewhat makes up for the regret that other friends and acquaintances on Calegine couldn't attend.

"Oh—right, what I was thinking about is that Patriarch Osius can pray to the [Silver Universe] at any time. It shouldn't be difficult for him to get out of Caligi, just like I did that time—"

Just as Xia Fa understood this, he saw starlight gather beside him, and Patriarch Osius appeared.

Just like Pope Hercules, he also directly chose to support Shaphat!

"Shafa, it's been a while, and you've actually become the head of the Gilgamesh family. Very good, very good."

Patriarch Osius spoke with a pleased smile, his expression full of admiration for Shaphat.

Less than a month ago, Shafa was just a newly recruited clergyman at the St. Vivian Church in Rum City, Augu Kingdom, on the planet Karigi, as a descendant of the Baal behemoth.

Unexpectedly, he has now become the head of one of the three great divinely favored families in the universe!

Patriarch Osius remembered that when he first met Shaphat, he had asked him to help find that great being.

Xia Fa smiled modestly: "Just lucky."

This caused even more genuine surprise among the rulers and extraordinary monarchs who had come from all over the universe to gather in the hall.

Patriarch Osius of the Silver Church—he actually came to support Shaphat?

It's worth noting that the last time the Gilgamesh family held a grand banquet for Thorloki, Patriarch Osius didn't even show up, let alone attend!

Instantly, many of the important figures present began to feel extremely curious about Xia Fa.

What extraordinary qualities does this young man possess that have earned him the favor of Pope Hercules and Patriarch Osius, two beings of immense prestige and power in the real world?

Just as everyone was exchanging ideas and speculating with their spiritual intuition, the greeter's voice rang out again, this time with even greater excitement.

"Patriarch Heimdall has come to offer his congratulations! He presents one hundred million gold pounds! A Blood Duke, and three eternal vortexes of silicon and aluminum—"

Patriarch Heimdall?

Upon hearing the name, Xia Fa paused for a moment, then immediately remembered who it was.

It is none other than the Supreme Law, the Patriarch of the Most High Church under the rule of the true God!

Moreover, he is a mysterious emperor!

Rumors suggest that the Gold Miners' Guild is backed by the Supreme Church. After all, the Supreme Laws govern commerce and contracts, so it would be perfectly normal for them to establish a Gold Miners' Guild.

However, he had never heard his great-grandfather mention this patriarch before, and it seemed that they were not very familiar with each other. Why would Patriarch Heimdall come? And why bring such a generous gift?

Suddenly, Xia Fa keenly noticed that his great-grandfather, Holy Emperor Sharatul, Pope Hercules, and Patriarch Osius all showed extremely strange expressions when they heard the title "Patriarch Heimdall".

Moreover, there was no joy in this extremely strange expression; instead, it carried a faint sense of resistance.

This made Xia Fa's heart skip a beat. Could it be that Patriarch Heimdall was here to cause trouble?

Such things had happened before. In the few hours between morning and the start of the family head banquet, Xia Fa listened to his great-grandfather explain the procedures and rules of various family head banquets, and he also heard about similar things that had happened at previous family head banquets.

For example, more than 6,000 years ago, when the father of the great-grandfather was about to take over as the head of the Gilgamesh family, the Star Dragon family caused trouble at the family head's banquet. Just a few days before that, the Gilgamesh family had intercepted a nuclear gold Star Dragon that they had captured.

The person causing trouble was Nidhogg's great-grandfather, but fortunately he was stopped.

Xia Fa hadn't expected that, now that the Starry Sky Dragon Clan wouldn't cause trouble, Patriarch Heimdall would appear instead.

Just then, Patriarch Heimdall entered. Despite being a patriarch, he was dressed like a wealthy merchant, wearing a silk top hat and a tailcoat, carrying an exquisite silver-inlaid cane, and sporting a beaming smile.

However, just a few steps into the hall, he suddenly slammed his cane on the ground.

With a thud, accompanied by a strange, dark circle of light, it emerged from beneath their feet and rose all the way to the top of their heads.

His tailcoat instantly transformed into jet-black armor, with a ferocious ghost head etched in the center and spikes everywhere, clearly indicating its extraordinary nature.

Patriarch Heimdall himself seemed to transform from a smiling merchant into a general on the battlefield.

Upon seeing this, the greeter immediately realized something was wrong and that she had gotten excited too soon.

Previously, three patriarchs, popes, and other holy figures had come to offer their congratulations. As a member of the Gilgamesh family, the greeter thought that the Gilgamesh family was about to regain its former glory.

But now it seems that things are not like that—

As for Thorloki and Folnir, they exchanged a glance and both shook their heads.

At this moment, Patriarch Heimdall, with a peculiar expression on his face, like a vengeful return, spoke in a deep voice: "Very good, very good, Sharatul, I have waited for thousands of years, and finally waited for you to go from being young and vigorous to old and frail, and for the time to relinquish your position as head of the family."

Xia Fa's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.

Upon hearing this, he immediately guessed a very bold and unbelievable possibility.

Could Patriarch Heimdall also be a member of their Gilgamesh family?

Otherwise, why would you say that?

As expected, Patriarch Heimdall continued, "I've heard that every head of our Gilgamesh family should be the strongest, shouldn't he? Sharatul, I was once defeated by you, but today, I will take back everything that is rightfully mine!"

Oh no, it really is—

Xia Fa inwardly grumbled, "Why did I have to run into such a melodramatic thing?"

Although he was not intimidated by Patriarch Heimdall at all and was confident that he could win easily.

But first Folnir, then Patriarch Heimdall—how many members of the Gilgamesh family actually defected?

And yet, one by one they all became big shots —

At this moment, on the stone platform, Emperor Sharatul, Patriarch Osius, and Pope Hercules exchanged a helpless glance.

Finally, it was Pope Hercules who stepped forward, his expression serious, and said, "Heimdall, you say you are a member of the Gilgamesh family, does that mean you are? What proof do you have? If not, wouldn't everyone in the world be able to challenge for the position of head of the Gilgamesh family?"

Patriarch Heimdall sneered a few times upon hearing this, stepping forward: "What do you mean, 'no'? My father and Sharatul's father were brothers. Originally, my father should have been the head of the family, but Sharatul's father—my uncle—snatched it away. And now—"

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Suddenly, He reached out and pulled at His lower lip, and instantly, a dazzling light burst forth.

"I'm going to get it back for my father!"

As you can clearly see, the five large letters “Ji”, “Gar”, “Me”, and “Sh” are actually carved inside Heimdall’s lower lip!

They're using Phutong language, not cipher!

Watching this scene, Xia Fa suddenly felt a strong urge to complain, as if he had seen this plot somewhere before.

Emperor Sharatul finally couldn't hold back any longer, wiping away sweat as if utterly speechless, and said, "Heimdall, do you know that to impersonate a member of our Gilgamesh family, what's needed is proof of the effects of the extraordinary talent [Bloodline Healing], not something like carving words on your lips—"

Seeing that his great-grandfather wasn't angry, but rather looked somewhat amused and exasperated, Xia Fa suddenly realized that something seemed off, and that it wasn't what he had imagined.

Because there was no atmosphere of tension or hatred in the hall, but rather a strange feeling of helplessness, as if one had no choice but to play along with this guy's act.

This was true of my great-grandfather, Pope Hercules, Patriarch Osius, and even Thorloki and Fornir.

As for the guests present, several hundred of them possessed a strong aura, and they were like that, while the others mostly showed expressions of bewilderment or fear.

"Damn it, Sharatul, why didn't you say so sooner!"

Patriarch Heimdall suddenly spoke, his face showing an expression of "the plan has failed again." Moreover, his whole body flashed with light, and he transformed into the appearance of a young man, who looked only slightly older than Shafa.

His attire also changed from the initial tuxedo and later black armor to a rather casual denim outfit.

He now wore a cowboy hat and had a whip tied to his waist. His handsome, angular face had a slightly frivolous look on his lips. The young Patriarch Heimdall shook his head, looking regretful: "Sigh, all that acting for nothing. I thought I could make you guys laugh."

Immediately, His figure blurred and transformed into starlight with dark light, directly arriving on the stone platform and appearing beside Xia Fa.

Patriarch Heimdall, without any hesitation, casually put his arm around Shafa's shoulder. His gaze suddenly sharpened, becoming piercing and domineering as he swept his eyes across the entire room, revealing the aura of the Mystic Emperor: "Since young brother Shafa is Sharatu's great-grandson, then I'll make this clear today. Listen carefully, everyone: from now on, anyone who offends Shafa is essentially offending me. Understand?"

But suddenly, he smiled and revealed a kind expression, a complete change of face: "Of course, I believe that you are all friends of my Supreme Church. If we all get along well, harmony brings wealth. Why create conflicts and disputes? That's not good for doing business, don't you all agree?"

Faced with this patriarch of the Supreme Church, who was suspected to be the big boss behind the Gold Rush Merchants Association, what could the important figures present do but nod like chickens pecking at rice?

Only a few beings who were also suspected to be extraordinary monarchs or even secret emperors shook their heads helplessly, seemingly unable to bear the patriarch's appearance.

Great-grandfather Sharatul's voice rang in Shafa's ears with a spiritual intuition: "Shafa, get used to it. Heimdall is just like this. He always likes to pretend to be all sorts of people and try to fool everyone. I was on guard against him this time, but I didn't expect him to come in his original identity and put on such a show—"

Xia Fa was somewhat surprised: "This—"

Emperor Sharatu said helplessly, "Actually, he can be relied on in crucial moments. He has helped our Gilgamesh family several times before. After all, He is a mysterious emperor—anyway, that's how people from the Supreme Church are. Perhaps they have too many rules to follow in normal times, and they believe in the righteous god, the Supreme Law, so they seem particularly unconventional when they go out—"

Upon hearing this, Xia Fa felt both amused and exasperated.

Moreover, he then realized that he had misunderstood from the beginning.

If Patriarch Heimdall really came to cause trouble, why would he offer such a generous gift as 100 million pounds?

Among them are the Eternal Vortex Silicon-Aluminum needed for its own [Conditions Eternity]. Although there are only three of them, considering the extreme scarcity and preciousness of sacred metals, it is still quite good.

"No wonder our great-grandfathers showed such strange expressions when they heard Patriarch Heimdall's name; now I know why—"

Unfortunately, Patriarch Heimdall was a Mystic Emperor, a being far stronger than even a Grand Lord, so everyone had no choice but to cooperate with Him.

This little incident did not affect the atmosphere of the patriarch's banquet, because many guests were already familiar with Patriarch Heimdall's style of doing things, only the young people were unaware of it. Therefore, it actually made the patriarch's banquet even more lively and bustling.

In particular, Patriarch Heimdall is one of the few mysterious emperors among the patriarchs, popes, and emperors of the nine major churches. His arrival undoubtedly adds to the significance of the Gilgamesh family's grand banquet, truly making the Gilgamesh family's grand banquet shine for a lifetime.

After exchanging pleasantries, the patriarchs, popes, and holy emperors, led by Holy Emperor Chalatu, took their seats at a table at the very front of the stone platform. Initially, only five people were seated at this table, even though all the surrounding tables were full.

Xia Fa didn't recognize any of these five people, but he could clearly sense their auras.

Among them, three are extraordinary monarchs, one is a secret emperor who has signed twenty-five secret contracts, and the other is a secret emperor!

These five are not the patriarchs, popes, or emperors of the nine major churches, but they are undoubtedly the strongest in the real world.

Therefore, the table, which could seat ten people, was not full because the others were not qualified to sit at the same table with them; they were not capable enough.

Only when Pope Hercules, Patriarch Osius, or Patriarch Heimdall arrived were they qualified to sit there.

Seeing the three of them sit down, the Mystic Emperor dressed as an adventurer immediately teased, "Heimdall, your acting skills are getting better and better. I almost believed it just now."

Another extraordinary lord, who looked to be in his fifties and dressed in armor even when he came to eat, also joked, "Yeah, if I hadn't seen the White Wolf King, I would have almost believed it."

Upon hearing the words "White Wolf King," Xia Fa suddenly understood why the scene with Patriarch Heimdall had felt so familiar to him.

The White Wolf King is a drama that is particularly popular throughout the universe. It tells the story of a white wolf born among gray wolves. His father, who was the wolf king, was killed by his uncle, and he himself was left to wander outside. In the end, he returned to the wolf clan and reclaimed the wolf king.

This white wolf king looks a lot like someone from an animated movie I watched before I transmigrated.

Despite the teasing, Patriarch Heimdall remained unfazed, laughing heartily, "Gentlemen, long time no see! By the way, where's Dickedus? Such a big event and he didn't even bother to join in?"

Upon hearing the name Dikto, Xiafa was suddenly taken aback.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen Dick Tuiduo in a long time, and I have no idea what Xiu is doing, or why she sealed herself inside the belly of the traveling whale.

"As expected, the strongest people in the real world basically all know each other —"

Xia Fa didn't think much of it, because at this moment, after greeting the most important guests at that table, his great-grandfather Xia Latu walked back to the stone platform.

Xia Fa knew that the most important moment for him was about to arrive.

Of course, this doesn't mean he's about to truly assume the position of family head, but rather that his outward identity as the Holy Spirit of Destiny is about to be exposed!

Once exposed, tens of thousands of important figures from across the universe will hear it firsthand, and then spread it back—this shared understanding will prevent the fake Nine Great Gods and the Golden Cleanser from temporarily taking over their positions.

Emperor Sharatu's hands trembled slightly, and his eyes reddened. Clearly, he had waited far too long for this moment.

Even He had never dared to hope for this moment, yet it had actually come, like a gift from heaven, a stroke of luck that brought joy to the entire Gilgamesh family.

"I'm sure you're all wondering why my great-grandson, who looks to be only in his twenties, is able to serve as the head of my Gilgamesh family."

Emperor Sharatu spoke loudly, but once he addressed the guests, he became calm and composed.

The guests all looked over, their faces filled with undisguised curiosity.

Yes, with Xia Fa being so young, even if he signed twenty-five secret contracts, he is not qualified to be the head of a family favored by the gods!

To exaggerate a bit, even if he possessed a kind of "certificate of eternity," at most he would be like Norton Dragon, the young master of the Starry Sky Dragon Clan, and Airo Tong, the young master of the Secret Eye Clan—he could only wait to become the young master.

Those two, while strong enough to become family heads, lack sufficient experience.

Patriarch Heimdall then realized what was going on and looked at Pope Hercules and Patriarch Osius with a strange expression: "If Sharatul hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have realized it. Why did you two both choose to support that little brat Shapha? You weren't this enthusiastic when Thorloki became the young master."

Patriarch Heimdall chose to support Shaphat without hesitation because of his sense of justice; after all, he supported any descendant of Shaphat.

Last time, when Sol Loki was the young master, although He was absent due to other matters, He later expressed His support for Sol Loki.

Therefore, seeing that even the shrewd and calculating Osius, and the rather arrogant and dismissive Hercules, had chosen to support Shaphat, he asked this question.

Patriarch Osius did not answer; he was by nature a serious and mature man, and simply could not get along with Heimdall.

Or rather, they can rely on each other when they are in real danger, but they really can't talk to each other in ordinary times.

Hercules, however, seemed to want to tease Heimdall, so he deliberately gave a mysterious smile and said, "Don't ask me that, it's classified."

Heimdall immediately became anxious. Normally, when doing business or facing an enemy, no amount of provocation would work on him, but in front of his old friend, he couldn't resist this: "Hurry up and tell me, stop beating around the bush. How about this, next time we encounter a God-level Ghost Realm, I'll take you there, okay?"

Hercules remained unmoved, his expression filled with smug satisfaction at having piqued Heimdall's interest: "Unspeakable, unspeakable, hahahaha."

Of course, Hercules' thoughts were simple. First, it seemed that Osius was about to reveal the identity of the Shaphae, the Secret Emperor, so He deliberately teased Heimdall. Second, if Osius did not reveal it, He would still try to recruit Shaphae.

This doesn't count as poaching; the Absolute Church has a secret organization, and when Rashafa joins, he can still have an audience with [Absolute Defense].

Moreover, they don't need to change their faith.

There's no way around it; the supreme combination of the Silver Throne and the Gate of Stars is just too tempting. Such a rare talent is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. If we don't try to win him over, we'd be doing ourselves a disservice, and even more so, a disservice to the righteous god we worship.

But at that moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Emperor Sharatu on the stage suddenly uttered a sentence that no one could have expected.

"I won't hide this from you all anymore. My great-grandson, Shaphat Gilgamesh—"

He paused briefly, then took a deep breath, his expression filled with pride and self-satisfaction—pride in the Gilgamesh family bloodline and pride in Shafa: "—The third Celestial Saint in the entire history of the universe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

Before anyone could react, some even doubting whether they had misheard, a very unfriendly voice suddenly rang out from the doorway.

"Oh? The Holy Spirit of Destiny? I don't believe it at all, Sharatu."

Although the voice was unfamiliar to everyone, they all shared the same guess.

Could it be that the Starry Sky Dragon Clan has come looking for trouble?