The whole of North America has been buzzing with news of the upcoming concave event.. The TREMENDOUS THREE has been making preparations, especially the Brooks family. Since the death of Allen Brooks, the Brooks family foundation has not been strong, many hidden forces try to take down the family but yet the family is still formidable even in times of breakdown .They still remain one of the TREMENDOUS THREE, although the WILLS FAMILY has taken the lead as the head..Back at the Sebastan group, the two sons of Bill Sebastian, Robert and Adrian stood behind his father.. Bill Sebastan had his hands behind his back as his gaze pierced through the window of the tower, he had a complicated look as he was thinking of something but couldn't figure it out ..The elder son Robert, noticed his father's unease but couldn't ask his dad but Adrian had no reservations and spoke to his dad directly..“Dad, you don't look fine.. you have been staring at the window for how long.. when will you tell us

As the conclave event begins to draw closer..Those hidden reclusive forces begin to make their appearance.. all streets and cities begin to spread the world of this major event…Some major forces began to make enquiries about the hidden forces. It was a miraculous feeling to get to know the power of the hidden gate…The Martial art association situated at River City, in the middle of North America, inside the Ivory towel seated was a Young man with White hair in his Early 30’s wearing a white robe with a handsome look makes him look like an immortal from those movies…He is the current leader of the martial art association in the North America branch Kelvin Smith.. seated across from him were representatives from dozen of major factions, hidden sects and elite military group sat with grave expression..The Martial Art Association is a colossal entity that spans the entire globe, acting as the official regulator of all martial forces in the modern world. From hidden ancient families t

Ares narrowed his eyes coldly as he gazed at the middle aged man, waiting for what he wanted to say.It was best he avoided this confrontation, he knew this middle aged man is not to trifle with, but so what, does he have to fear any force here in North America? Hell No! The Underworld is not a force that anybody could trample on, they are an hegemon in this world that has forces all over the world.The Middle aged man smiled, he could understand what was going through Ares mind, he kept his composed. After a short time he slowly said, “Allow me to introduce myself!” He bowed slightly with one arm on his chest and said, “I am Andrew, the Second in command of the Crow Assembly!”Ares narrowed his eyes slightly as his pupils contracted evenly.He has definitely heard about the Crow Assembly, they are one of the forces that is deeply rooted in North America and also have many branches in the Major continent.They came to prominence immediately after Lucas Jordan’s Wolf Calvary ended.Ar

Lucas didn't look away from the window. When he spoke, his voice was calm, yet it carried an innate, terrifying authority that filled the entire cabin."It doesn't matter who stands with them," Lucas said smoothly. "If a snake hides in the grass, I step on the grass. If a dragon blocks the path, I decapitate the dragon. The Hidden Gate does not detour."Mr Ghost felt a shiver run down his spine and immediately bowed his head. "Understood."He could understand the terror of Lucas Jordan, he has seen it and experienced it upfront. He was what the world refer to as the devil incarnate. The one who commands both wind and Sun!The undefeated myth!"Speed up," Lucas commanded, a faint, razor-sharp smirk playing on his lips. "I dislike keeping people waiting for their own funerals."The engines roared with renewed fury as the convoy accelerated, cutting through the final stretch of road like a black arrow aimed straight at the heart of the Crow Assembly.***Back at the compound, the wind s

Everywhere became deadly still. No move could move!The words echoed through the desolate square like a death knell. ‘So tell me, who wants to come first?’It was like a death sentence to them, it was like the sound of hell on earth!Silence stretched, heavy and suffocating. The cold wind howled, carrying with it the metallic scent of fresh blood and the shattered remnants of weapons. The remaining members of the Crow Assembly and the remaining two Executioners stood frozen, their previous arrogance completely evaporated, replaced by a primal, paralyzing dread.This fear came from the depth of their soul. It was their first time experiencing such a thing!Executioner Vance felt a cold sweat breaking out across his forehead. The invisible, crushing pressure radiating from Lucas Jordan was immense, it felt as though an entire mountain was resting on his shoulders. As a peak Grandmaster, Vance had always believed that only few in the Martial world could pose a threat to him.But standing