บท 315: A Gathering of Heroes

Immortal Goldcrow could sense a powerful beckoning coming from his subconscious, from deep in his soul.

"Why do I suddenly have such a powerful premonition?" Immortal Goldcrow was stunned; as an Immortal cultivator, he placed a great deal of faith in his subconscious premonitions. "It seems as though this Conclave of Immortal Destiny will be very important to me… as though it is calling for me to attend…"

"Master, your disciple isn't that bad. If I truly am unable to win it, then I will immediately give up and admit defeat." The senior disciple, unhappy, hurriedly added, "This Conclave of Immortal Destiny will see countless geniuses from this major world gather together. A chance like this will probably only come once in a lifetime."