Chapter460 Steel-like cheers crashed against the towering walls as the duel dragged on, every breath of the fighters stirring the emotions of tens of thousands of spectators. High above, on the honorary platform, Supreme Lord Scarab sat upon his throne like seat, his posture relaxed, his expression unreadable. Suddenly, an imperial eunuch leaned close and whispered softly into his ear. Scarab’s golden eyes flickered. Just for a moment. A faint smile curved his lips, slow and knowing. “So… they’ve arrived,” he murmured inwardly, amusement glinting in his gaze. The Crimson Victorium Force had entered the Imperial Capital. But no announcement followed. No disturbance rippled through the arena. The other rulers remained unaware. Their attention like everyone else’s was locked onto the stage below. On the arena floor, Victor Creel was breathing heavily. His armor was cracked in several places. Dust clung to his shoulders. Thin lines of blood ran down his arms and seeped fr

Chapter462 The Imperial Arena had barely settled after the brutal conclusion of Victor Creel’s duel when the air shifted once more. The broken stone on the stage was repaired by glowing formations, cracks sealing themselves as if time were flowing backward. Dust vanished, bloodstains faded, and the battlefield returned to pristine perfection. Yet the tension did not fade. If anything, it deepened. This was the Myriad Empire Convention. And one battle ending only meant another was about to begin. The Prime Minister of the Imperium, Ulgan, rose once more. His aged but steady voice echoed throughout the vast arena. “The next duel,” he announced, “will be between the Dominion Association and the Ancient Elephant Empire.” A ripple of excitement spread through the crowd. The Dominion Association was infamous arrogant, ruthless, and politically domineering. The Ancient Elephant Empire, on the other hand, was known for its raw strength, ancient traditions, and brutal straigh

Chapter 464 The Imperial Arena roared once more as the next duel commenced, the echoes of the previous shocking victory still lingering in the minds of the spectators. Excitement, disbelief, and tension wove together into a suffocating atmosphere that pressed down on everyone present. Apex Federation vs Sky Republic When the Prime Minister Ulgan announced the next match Apex Federation versus Sky Republic, a ripple of anticipation swept through the stands. Both empires sent out their strongest remaining fighters. From the Apex Federation stepped forth a lean, sharp-eyed man clad in dark silver armor, his movements precise and controlled. His aura was calm but terrifyingly dense, like a blade hidden within still water. He was known among the Apex as Rellan, a cultivator who had reached the absolute peak of the Supreme level, standing only a hair’s breadth away from breaking through. Opposite him, the Sky Republic’s representative advanced with heavy, deliberate steps.

Chapter 466 The Imperial Arena trembled as the clash between spear and hammer continued without pause. Each collision sent violent shockwaves rippling through the stage. The stone beneath their feet fractured again and again, only to be forcefully stabilized by the arena’s defensive formations. Even so, the trembling grew worse with every exchange, the rebound energy stacking upon itself like invisible tides crashing back and forth. At first, Luthor endured.Then he struggled.Now, it was becoming unbearable. With every impact, numbing force surged through his arms. His fingers trembled around the shaft of his golden spear. The reverberations traveled up his wrists, into his elbows, rattling his bones from the inside.This is bad… Luthor’s eyes sharpened as another heavy collision rang out. BOOM! Pain exploded through his palms. His grip nearly failed. "If this continues… my bones will crack." He mumbled inwardly. Blight’s hammer strikes were not just powerful and t

Chapter468 The two opponents remained suspended in the sky, facing each other in silence. Blight gripped his massive hammer tightly, a mocking smile hanging on his lips as his gaze locked onto Luthor. In contrast, Luthor’s expression was solemn and focused, his eyes sharp like a blade awaiting its moment to strike. “Get ready, punk,” Blight sneered. “This is going to be the end of you. I’m finally getting serious.” As his words fell, Blight raised his weapon toward the heavens. In that instant, the space around him trembled and his Realm of Power fully activated. Numerous forces, Hammer intent, hammer and the others all came together to form a powerfup hammer essence which connected to an Ethreal and mysterious force in another dimention. The ethereal and mysterious force surged out from his surrounding, enveloping him completely. It flowed through his limbs, his meridians, even his soul, pushing him into a strange and profound state. His presence began to flicker errati