บท 1070: A Proverb, The Fight of The Heavenly Champions, It Has Never Changed Since The Ancient Times

Inside a certain grand and massive golden palace, on top of a massive ancient tree was a ball of ember. 

The ball of ember had a pair of wings behind it, and there were shadows of three legs at its bottom. A terrifying Yokai qi emanated from within it.

Then, a golden ball of light flew into the ember.

"Huh? Another will of the Immortal World? Am I the chosen Heavenly Champion?"

The ball of ember sounded delighted.

Then, the ember died off, revealing a young man in golden emperor robes with a shocked look on his face.

"What did I just see? Did the will of the Immortal World record it? He's so powerful. He has killed three Fated Ones in just one attack and killed so many Earthen Immortals!" the young man exclaimed.

He thought he was invincible among the younger generations. Not even the late Golden Dragon Young Master was his match.

However, Chu Kuangren's appearance shattered his dream.