Chapter 17 – A Thousand Years

The imperial palace of the Brightshore Kingdom. The almighty Hegemon stared at the sixty-seven images hovering in the air next to the thirteen thrones. He said softly, "A thousand years has concluded." The twelve golden-armored powers who had been chatting idly, meditating with eyes closed, or silently drinking wine all came alert. "Hegemon, how shall you choose the most powerful ones?" The twelve golden-armored powers all looked at the almighty Hegemon. These World-level cultivators...