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Clint recalled, "It seems I did, but I forgot what it was." "Forgot? How could you forget something like that?" Nash asked.

Zaafea explained, "It's quite simple. What they gave him wasn't necessarily a skill or a technique. It could've been the discovery of his divine connection or a safety net that even he isn't aware of. They wouldn't have been able to let him know either." "Oh, I see," everyone responded in unison.

At the center of the barrier, the old priest casually announced, "The Summit of Ten Thousand Dynasties will now commence."

Although it seemed like he spoke softly, his words resonated precisely in the ears of every cultivator and warrior in the arena. It was as if he was speaking right next to them.

The spectators marveled repeatedly.

"As expected from an expert at the Absolute Divine Realm."

"Wow, that's impressive."

"Ha, that's nothing. We'll see more amazing things today."

"Yes! We're here to broaden our horizons today!"

"Summit of Ten Thousand Dynasties!"

Amidst the crowd's cheers, the Summit of Ten Thousand Dynasties officially began.

First, the old priest, known as Sycamore, explained the rules of the competition. It was essentially a martial arts tournament where each participant would showcase their abilities and cultivation. If someone wanted to challenge them, they could step down from the stage.

After everyone had showcased their abilities, those who had not been challenged would be grouped together for a melee, with the winner advancing. Similarly, those who accepted and won challenges would be grouped together to determine a winner. The winners of the final two matches would then compete for the ultimate championship.

Those who lost in the challenges would be directly eliminated from the final matches.

"Those are the rules. Once you're ready, you may begin," Sycamore said, nodding to the referee.

The referee nodded back before stepping into the arena.

"Now, let's welcome the first participant, the defending champion from Drakonia, Clint Melton!"

Instantly, the arena erupted in thunderous applause.

"You're up first?"

"The defending champion gets the spotlight!"

"Hey, don't lose miserably out there."

The crowd was chattering excitedly.

Clint took a deep breath and then smiled lightly. "Don't worry. I'll definitely win."

He then stepped out from the spectator area and landed in the center of the arena. Before he could start his demonstration, two blond masked figures jumped down.

"Ha, the Illuminion. So eager, huh?" Clint recognized their origins and did not dare to be careless. He immediately activated an array.

The two masked figures glanced at

each other and nodded. They conjured bows and arrows from their energy and sprouted wings from their backs. They also had magic circles at their feet.

"Oh? Transformation-type arrays? Interesting. Let's go! Eight Trigrams! Four Saints!"

Suddenly, the environment of the arena changed drastically. The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise appeared simultaneously in the center

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"Refine with true energy!" Clint waved his hand, and the four sacred beasts merged, entering his body.

"Slaughter them!" With Clint's

command, a massive tornado

accompanied by lightning appeared

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beside him. His hand transformed into a tiger claw, and with the swirling tornado, he charged at the two masked figures.