2026-09-18 16:02:54Austin’s golden finger traced across the ancient stone altar with absolute precision.
Every stroke of light carved deep into the matrix, cutting cleanly through Kael’s crude blood-seal like a hot blade through wax.The violent blood-red runes covering the control pedestal shattered into fine, glittering powder.In their place, pristine lines of brilliant golden script expanded across the altar, cascading down the stone pillars and spreading through every floorboard of t
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Chapter 166: The Dual Tournament Tactics
The vast staging arena beneath the Grand Colosseum hummed with chaotic energy, but inside the private prep chamber reserved for the top-ranking team, the air was dead silent. Outside, the cheers of millions of spectators vibrated through the reinforced obsidian walls. Austin’s historic record-breaking performance in the survival round had shattered the arrogance of the upper-realm crowds, turning silent disbelief into frantic, hushed speculation. Inside the chamber, Clara stood behind a sleek, multi-screen holographic console connected directly to her family’s private corporate intelligence hub. Her fingers danced across the glowing keypads with cold, professional efficiency, her expression sharper than ever. "The encrypted data packets have been distributed," Clara said quietly, her eyes reflecting the pale blue light of her interface. "Using our private commercial lines and relay satellites, we bypassed the imperial grand
Chapter 165: Breaking the Shadow Syndicate
The cold wind howling across the elevated stone plateau carried a sharp, metallic stench. Over three hundred elite cultivators from the Blood Moon Pavilion, the Eclipse Sword Sect, and the Shadow-Vein Enforcers stood in immaculate formation. They blocked the swirling silver gate that served as the sole exit from the collapsing sub-world. At the front of the army, the pale leader of the Eclipse Sword Sect rested his jet-black longsword on his shoulder. His hollow eyes locked onto Austin with cold, venomous delight. "Austin Vance," the leader sneered, his voice amplified by dark spirit energy. "You made a grand display on the black sand plains, but mindless brute force means nothing against organized, high-tier martial factions." He raised his black sword high into the air. "Activate the 9th-Tier Abyssal Binding Seal! Do not allow him a single inch of spatial movem
Chapter 164: Navigating the Void Jungle
The air inside the Void Jungle was thick with the copper stench of old blood and decaying spatial energy. Towering crimson trees—their leaves shaped like jagged obsidian blades—stretched thousands of feet into the violent, storm-streaked sky of the collapsing sub-world. Every few minutes, a deep, grinding roar echoed through the forest floor as spatial fissures split the earth, swallowing massive roots and ancient boulders into the dark void. While other surviving groups moved through the jungle with absolute terror, clinging to the shadows and jumping at every crack of a twig, Austin walked at a measured, unhurried pace. Behind him, Clara kept her silver star-compass floating at eye level, while Linus strode alongside his three-tailed golden fox, its ears constantly twitching to monitor the treacherous terrain. "Austin," Clara murmured, her scholar mind analyzing the erratic spatial distortions ahead. "The spatial flux in
Chapter 163: The Beast Cage Massacre
The spatial tornado violently dissolved, dropping Austin’s team onto a cracked, desolate wasteland of black iron sand. The sky above the Dimensional Beast Cage was a terrifying canopy of bruised purple and crimson, shattered by massive dimensional rifts that bled cold void-lightning onto the mountain ranges below. The ground groaned under constant tectonic shifts as the sub-world slowly collapsed in on itself. Roars of ancient, mutated Tier-8 and Tier-9 void beasts echoed from the jagged obsidian canyons in the distance. However, none of the thousands of contestants who materialized nearby turned their eyes toward the howling beasts. Within seconds, spatial ripples expanded across the black sand as over five thousand elite cultivators surrounded Austin’s small group in a massive, suffocating ring. Spirit weapons unsheathed in unison. The metallic clinks of broadswords, spear shafts, and heavy battleaxes filled the air, blen
Chapter 162: The Royal Speech
The ten-thousand-foot golden projection of High Sovereign Makor hovered in the blood-red sky, casting a towering shadow over the entire Grand Colosseum.His void-black eyes remained fixed on Austin for a long, heavy moment before he slowly shifted his gaze to the fifty thousand geniuses gathered below.Makor raised his massive right hand.His voice boomed like continuous celestial thunder, reverberating across the floating cloud-palaces and shaking the spatial fabric of the Central Realm."Geniuses of a hundred realms!" Makor proclaimed, his tone filled with absolute authority and divine majesty. "You gather today not merely to compete, but to prove your worthiness before the heavens!""The Divine Tournament is the ultimate crucible of our realm—a sacred rite established to temper the strong, elevate the noble, and forge the future guardians of our cosmic order!"The millions of spectating nobles, high-tier sect masters, and corporate executive
Chapter 161: The Gathering of Geniuses
The Grand Colosseum of the Central Realm floated majestically above a vast sea of cloud-palaces.It was an ancient, ringed structure forged from white star-jade and reinforced with cosmic spatial runes.Millions of spectating nobles, high-tier sect masters, and corporate executives filled the soaring tiers of surrounding floating platforms.Their voices echoed across the sky like rolling thunder.On the central arena floor, over fifty thousand elite geniuses from a hundred lower and upper worlds assembled in distinct regional formations.Each team represented the absolute peak talent of their respective realms.Their spirit bases flared with diverse, vibrant light, filling the air with an overwhelming array of high-tier pressure.Austin walked onto the white jade arena floor at an easy, light pace.His hands rested casually in the pockets of his plain black tunic.To his left, Princess Clara walked with calm grace, her scholar robes swaying while her silver star-compass hummed smoothl
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