The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 1278 Human Race Federation

Chapter 1278: Chapter 1278 Human Race Federation

"The Azure Dragon Saint Monarch immediately relayed the news to the Demon Emperor, who personally led the Great Witch to capture members of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, including four elders and a Deputy Sect Master, although the Sect Master was not present. However, after interrogation, his identity was revealed; his name is Sterling Goodwin, a Supreme Elder of the Thundercloud Sect."

"I have inquired about it; the Thundercloud Sect is a top-ranking Sect in the Central Divine Continent with a good reputation. I didn’t expect that it was harboring the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect."

"Sterling Goodwin is cautious by nature. Even when the Immortal appeared and asked him to fully cooperate with the Demon Race Army in refining Blood Pills, Sterling Goodwin sent the majority of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect’s elders and disciples, but he himself did not show up."

"Although we have learned a lot from the Deputy Sect Master and the elders, including the location of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect headquarters, each one of them has a bright lamp at the headquarters. Now that so many have suddenly died, they must have noticed and would have shifted and fled at the first opportunity."

"Fortunately, the authority of the Deputy Sect Master is not much less than that of the Sect Master. From him, we have obtained the list of all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect as well as their detailed personal information, which I have already brought back."

Carson Flores took the Jade Slip handed to him by Stella Rios, scanned the information with his Divine Sense, and smiled, "Although the Sect Master has escaped, the exposure of this list means the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect has suffered a blow and will hardly be able to rise again any time soon."

Stella Rios smiled, "Now they’ve truly become rats hiding in the sewers, forced to live in hiding."

Carson Flores put away the Jade Slip: "At the next meeting, I will announce this list, so all Sect forces should be aware and eliminate these remnants, one less with each death."

Outside the door, meeting up with Kellan Gentry, Jorge Gross, and others, Carson Flores looked around: "Where are my masters?"

Jorge Gross replied, "They said your identity today is that of the Human Emperor, a symbol of authority. If they were to attend, it could complicate matters, so they decided not to go, to avoid making things difficult for you. They also mentioned that with four Demi Immortals by your side, you don’t really need their support."

Carson Flores smiled helplessly, thinking how thoroughly and carefully they had considered it.

Indeed, as his elders, if they were present and became involved, it could unintentionally diminish his authority.

"Alright, there aren’t many of us from Nutwood Mountain anyway. By the way, did representatives from the Four Sects of Nutwood Mountain attend?"

Jorge Gross replied, "I paid special attention; representatives from all came, including a young lady from the Thousand Swords Sect who is said to be your friend..."

A smile appeared on Carson Flores’s face: "Killian Jaramillo?"

"Yes, it’s her."

Carson Flores smiled, "Indeed an old friend... let’s depart."

The group boarded the Flying Boat, which headed towards Frost City.

A day later, the Flying Boat arrived.

Frost City was located on the plains, a large city surrounded by vast expanses of cultivated rich soil.

In the soil, many crops were still growing, but their owners were no longer there.

The entire population of Frost City had been refined into a blood-charged, grievance-filled Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl, leaving behind only skeletons throughout the city.

"I’ve assigned people to guard Frost City, and haven’t buried those skeletons yet. Meanwhile, I’ve arranged for representatives of all Sects attending the conference to visit Frost City to see its tragic state closely."

Jorge Gross explained, "Many of them came from the rear, having never experienced the cruelty of war and it ended before they knew it, letting them see the tragedy caused by war, which has significantly spurred everyone’s determination to unite and protect the Human Race. So far, the effect has been very good."

Carson Flores nodded with a smile, not making any comment.

Jorge Gross was indeed talented; although his fighting capability was only at the Mid-Stage of the Void Phase, his intellect was very formidable, truly deserving of the name ’Think Tank’.

The conference was held not far outside Frost City, in a wilderness area.

The wilderness had been simply fixed up, with thousands of seats and tables arranged in a circular tiered formation, each with the nameplate of their respective Sect.

The nameplates bore the names of the Sect forces, and the states they were from, like Nutwood Heavenly Cave, Misrds State.

These seats were arranged in multiple circles, layer upon layer, ensuring everyone could see all visuals and hear all sounds.

In the very center of the venue was a podium, and to the side of the podium was a solitary seat.

That was Carson Flores’s position.

The Emperor’s Seat!

The entire venue was enveloped by a massive Barrier, and entry required a Token previously issued at registration; attendees would then find their places similar to seating in a movie theater.

On the wilderness, thousands of Flying Boats were neatly lined up, a sight quite spectacular, with representatives of nearly ten thousand major forces queuing for entrance.

Carson Flores inwardly marveled at how numerous the forces were, yet Jorge Gross managed everything so orderly.

He wanted to establish an organization that would integrate all the forces of the Human Race to collectively safeguard its interests.

Such talent!