On the Pingyuan Battlefield.
A loud boom echoed.
Chu Yuan returned to the ring.
Jin Yu, confused about the situation, stood there dumbfounded, unable to react.
He stood in the forefront, with one hand behind his back, lost in thought, yet he exuded an intimidating presence.
In the next moment, a sun descended from the sky, landing upon the Pingyuan Battlefield.
More accurately, it landed right in front of Jin Yu.
As the figure landed, the flames dissipated, revealing its appearance.
It was a young man with a head of fiery red hair, dressed in a Golden Dragon Robe, regal and majestic, with an aura of an unrivaled sovereign and imperial authority.
A Golden Halo hovered behind this young man, further amplifying his imposing might.
"The Jinwu Clan's proud, Di Yu!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Jin Yu's pupils sharply contracted.
He had heard of the Three-legged Golden Crow before.
Because this Race was very famous.