Jiang Yuantai still remembered the martial arts tournament that had shaken the entire Totem Galaxy all those years ago.
That tournament was held to determine who held the title of the strongest genius.
As such, geniuses had gathered from every corner, their brilliance like a sea of stars.
Every single top-tier genius of the Totem Galaxy had arrived — not one was absent.
Even someone of Jiang Yuantai's caliber could only watch from the sidelines. He didn't even qualify to set foot on the Combat Platform.
In the end, the one who cut down every genius in his path and claimed the title of strongest was, by all accounts, the choice of the crowd.
That person was none other than the young master of the Totem Galaxy's overlord-level power, the Totem Dragon Clan — Long Chengyu.
Long Chengyu had been born amidst a celestial phenomenon.
And that phenomenon had been so powerful it shook the entire Totem Galaxy. Even for the Totem Dragon Clan, it was something never before seen.
In the years that followed, Long Chengyu's growth had been nothing short of heaven-defying. Within the Totem Galaxy, he had created countless legends.
Yet just when Long Chengyu had been universally acclaimed as the strongest genius of the Totem Galaxy, someone had burst onto the scene.
This person spoke with extreme arrogance, declaring that Long Chengyu had trespassed into the Xianhai Galaxy and severed his elder brother's right arm.
Today, he had come for revenge.
But out of respect for the Totem Dragon Clan, he would not make things too difficult — all he wanted was to sever Long Chengyu's right arm in return.
Having said those words, the man stepped onto the Combat Platform.
That was a platform only the younger generation was permitted to stand on.
At first, everyone thought this man was merely humiliating himself. After all, Long Chengyu had just claimed the title of strongest junior with absolute dominance.
And yet, against all expectations, that man actually defeated Long Chengyu — and publicly cut off his right arm.
Most importantly, after wounding the young master of the Totem Dragon Clan in front of everyone, he had simply walked away unscathed.
The incident shook the entire Totem Galaxy.
And that person was none other than the young master of the Xianhai Fish Clan — Xianhai Shaoyu.
Jiang Yuantai had witnessed firsthand just how fearsome Xianhai Shaoyu had been in those days.
Even now, recalling that scene sent a shiver through his heart and made his hair stand on end.
That was the might of the Northern Region's strongest genius.
In his presence, every other genius paled to nothing.
So when he truly thought about how terrifying Xianhai Shaoyu had been, his younger brother Jiang Kongping probably could never hope to reach that level.
"Kongping, this is the Era of Gods. Even if you're not that one heaven-blessed genius, you should still carve out a place for yourself."
"You know our current situation. We've both been expelled from the Pill Dao Immortal Sect."
"My talent is limited. No amount of effort will change that. The only one who can make Father proud again is you."
Jiang Yuantai urged his brother.
"I know all of that, brother."
"As for that heaven-blessed title, I know I don't stand a chance. And honestly, I'm not even interested in securing a place in the Era of Gods."
"But I will make one thing perfectly clear to the Pill Dao Immortal Sect."
"Expelling us was their mistake."
As those words left his lips, a rare glint of determination welled up in Jiang Kongping's eyes.
Seeing that resolve, a look of gratification appeared on Jiang Yuantai's face.
"Ring, ring, ring—"
But suddenly, a ringing sound came from the sleeve covering Jiang Yuantai's right hand.
He quickly rolled up his sleeve to reveal a bracelet on his wrist.
Mounted on the bracelet were a blue gemstone and a tarnished, rust-covered copper bell.
At that moment, the copper bell was swaying on its own, and with each movement, its ringing grew louder and louder.
"How is this possible?"
Frowning, Jiang Yuantai's face was overtaken by a wave of deep unease.
"Brother, what is that?"
Jiang Kongping quickly asked.
He had rarely seen such an expression on Jiang Yuantai's face.
He had a feeling that the ringing of this bell might be an omen of ill fortune.
"It was given to me by Father's old friend from the Seven Realms Galaxy — Daoist Zhaixing," Jiang Yuantai explained.
"Daoist Zhaixing? The disciple of the Spirit Realm Immortal King?" Jiang Kongping asked.
"That's the one."
Jiang Yuantai nodded.
"I've heard he's skilled in the art of prophecy. Don't tell me this is some kind of prophetic artifact?"
Jiang Kongping eyed the bracelet on Jiang Yuantai's wrist.
"It is indeed a prophetic artifact."
"Father couldn't come here himself due to important matters, so he asked Daoist Zhaixing to divine whether our endeavor would succeed."
"Daoist Zhaixing gave me this bracelet."
"He said that when the time was right, the bracelet would send me a sign."