"General Shi wants you to lose, but I hope you’ll win, Li Tianming," said Gujian Qingshuang. 

Shi Yan didn’t agree with his words. "It’s better if you win, of course. It’ll prove you’re invaluable. Youths of the Myriad Solar Sects haven’t defeated the celestial orderians for millions of years, because they have hundreds caeli imperius guiding them. Even Long Youyou, a descendant of the Veildragon Palace who isn’t a Saintdragon Talent, was able to become a sixth-level constellier. You can see how useful caeli imperius are. If you defeat the sun emperor’s son today, you’ll be creating history. A million years from now, people will still know your name. All of the Myriad Solar Sects will be proud of you!” By this point, Shi Yan was impassioned. 

"Really? Then I’ll fight to the death." Tianming never imagined this duel would be so important. That was what he desired, for the people of this world to gradually develop a belief in him and their faith to integrate with his Imperial Will. He desperately needed a mind-blowing situation...