They entered the grand hall.
The light within the hall was far too dazzling.
At the very top, a man clad in a starry robe and wearing a crown watched them. The divine spring on his chest shone brilliantly, making it difficult for others even to raise their heads.
"Ye Chen, what are your thoughts?"
The man spoke, his voice deep and weighty.
Ye Chen took a deep breath. He released Princess Shenyu's support and said in a low voice, "I suppose I encountered a fated enemy... I cannot deny that I have improved greatly during this period, and that made me underestimate my opponent. I consider him an unimaginable adversary. To have such an opponent in life is my fortune."
"Today, I admit my defeat, but that does not mean I will remain a loser for the next thousand years. With such an opponent, I will only put forth several times more effort than before. Until I wash away this humiliation, I will not rest for a single day."
He had been brewing these words in his heart for a long time.
"Good. You see things clearly. However, defeat comes with the price of defeat. Before you turn the tables and win, you must endure the ridicule of the masses, even the slander of our imperial clan. Do you understand?" the man asked.
"I accept it. It is only fair," Ye Chen said, lowering his head.
"To put it bluntly, this crushing defeat at the height of your arrogance may truly help you. Whether you rise amid adversity or sink from this point on, forever trampled beneath others' feet, depends entirely on you," the man said.
"Yes, Imperial Sovereign! Perhaps I have already found the threshold to the Divine Sun King Realm. That is also a gain from this