The roar of fifty trillion cheering voices rolled across the [Ten-Thousand-Star Galactic Arena] and echoed. Every star system of the Inner Spiral Galaxy and the Eastern Quadrant like spring thunder across a boundless ocean!
“All hail Young Patriarch Gu Nian!”
“The Undefeated Little Chaos Sovereign!”
“At fourteen years old and Rank 8 Peak, he shattered a Rank 9 Early Galactic Sovereign’s eighteen-layer turtle shell. A single uppercut and rescued all ten stolen branch bloodlines without spilling a drop of innocent blood!”
On ten thousand floating spectator platforms around the colosseum, high-ranking sect masters, ancient sword grandmasters. Newly healed branch elders stood on tiptoe, craning their necks and pointing their recording crystals toward the central basalt battle ring.
In the eighty-thousand-year history of the Galactic Immortal Gu Clan, whenever a newly crowned young champion won a major arena duel. He would stand proudly in the center of the ring for half an hour, summon a thousand-foot phantom behind his back. Deliver a domineering speech demanding that every sect in the galaxy bow before his supreme talent.
Every single live-stream camera in the cosmos zoomed in on the center of the basalt ring, waiting to record Young Patriarch Gu Nian’s grand sovereign declaration.
