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Yvette stared at Leander, lost in thought, while the young woman in the simple dress turned to the elder and asked, “Grandfather, who was that Martial Sovereign who just passed by p>
The elder withdrew his gaze and replied solemnly, “That was Wade Dixon, the patriarch of the Dixon family, one of the Great Seven Martial Clans of Cloudveil p>
“So, it was him!” The young woman gently stroked her hair, her expression filled with admiration. “I’ve heard the Dixon family controls one–seventh of the territory at the Cloudveil border, with a family history spanning over a hundred years, and at least one Martial Sovereign is produced every generation. It’s no wonder he carries such an imposing aura p>
Yvette, having snapped out of her thoughts, asked curiously, “Wade Dixon? Was that man we saw earlier a Martial Sovereign? How does he compare to you, mister p>
The one–armed elder smiled bitterly and shook his head. “Even in my prime, I only had one foot in the door of becoming a Martial Sovereign. Compared to a true Martial Sovereign, I’m far too lacking. Even ten of me wouldn’t be a match for one of them p>
The group was utterly stunned. The elder, who could easily defeat the young woman in the simple dress, must have possessed incredibly high martial prowess. Yet, he admitted that ten of him wouldn’t stand a chance against one Martial Sovereign. Just how powerful were these Martial Sovereigns?
Yvette and the others were filled with an intense curiosity, eager to witness a Martial Sovereign in action for themselves.
After Wade’s appearance, several more figures passed through the forest, each one no weaker than Wade. Clearly, they were all Martial Sovereigns, leaving Yvette and her friends utterly astonished.
“That was Thaddeus Levington, patriarch of the Levington family from Glenwick. And there- Atlas Leynthall, the patriarch of the Leynthall family, another of the Great Seven Martial Clans of Cloudveil. And… Roman Fleming, the master of the Hall of the Healing Sage p>
With nearly every passing figure, the one–armed elder would announce their name. Each one was a renowned expert in Astria’s martial world, and Yvette and her friends felt overwhelmed by the sheer number of famous martial masters they were seeing.
Even the expression of the young woman in the simple dress had changed. She had initially believed that most of the people coming to Glidewing Mountain for the event would be ordinary fighters, but she hadn’t expected such a large gathering of Martial Sovereigns.
“A single showdown has drawn so many Martial Sovereigns. This is far grander than the battle between Grayson Shire and Gareth Ashcroft years ago!” the one–armed elder gasped. “Shire’s
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Yvette and the others instinctively quickened their pace. They had already witnessed several Martial Sovereigns pass by, and they were certain that the top of Glidewing Mountain was now teeming with martial masters. It felt like something out of a martial arts novel, with heroes from all over the world gathering in one place. They were eager to see this grand spectacle unfold.
Meanwhile, no matter how fast the others walked, Leander remained indifferent, casually strolling up the mountain as if he were out for a leisurely walk.
After climbing another thousand steps, the group finally reached the summit. Yvette and her friends looked around, their hearts filled with awe.
The peak of Glidewing Mountain, the highest point in Ravenridge, was typically a popular tourist destination. However, that day, the crowd was far larger than usual. The entire area around the mountain’s edge was packed with tens of thousands of people. From the tree- covered slopes to the tops of large boulders, people were everywhere, standing on trees, rocks, or wooden beams, all trying to get a better view.
Yvette scanned the area and quickly spotted the Martial Sovereigns the one–armed elder had mentioned earlier. Each one stood apart, with a space around them that no one dared to intrude upon, as if they commanded their small dominion. Their presence was overwhelming, like giants surveying the world from above.
Colin, on the other hand, noticed something else–standing behind these martial figures were well–known underworld leaders from Mornwick, such as Frankie, Tommy, Gumus, and Thomas. Although these figures had brought many subordinates with them, they now seemed more like attendants, blending into the background among the martial masters with no significance.
Colin’s heart trembled. These underground kingpins were the rulers of their respective cities, with unmatched influence in their regions. Yet here, they stood meekly in the presence of these martial experts, bowing their heads. This further drove home to him the immense power and status martial practitioners held.
At that moment, Yvette and her friends began to understand just how limited their perspectives had been. They had always prided themselves on their wealthy backgrounds and wide exposure to the world, but now, they realized they had been living in a bubble, ignorant of the vast world beyond.
While the group was still reeling from what they had just witnessed, a burst of laughter suddenly echoed from the cliffside nearby. They turned to see Thaddeus, the patriarch of the Levington family, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit, staring at Roman, the master of the Hall of the Healing Sage.
“Roman, it’s been five years since we last crossed paths. I lost to you by half a move back then.
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Now that we’ve met again here on Glidewing Mountain, how about we settle the score with one more exchange?” Thaddeus proposed with a confident grin.
The surrounding fighters were visibly surprised. They hadn’t expected that these two Martial Sovereigns had faced off before.
Roman stood with his hands behind his back, exuding a calm and dignified aura. Behind him stood Theresa, her cold, ethereal beauty drawing the attention of many younger fighters in the crowd.
Hearing Thaddeus‘ challenge, Roman turned his head to look at him but didn’t respond with words. Instead, he simply extended his palm in a gesture of invitation.
“Very well, let’s see if you can take this strike!” Thaddeus laughed heartily, his excitement palpable. The surrounding fighters quickly retreated, their faces tense with concern, afraid of being caught in the crossfire between these two Martial Sovereigns.
In an instant, Thaddeus‘ figure blurred as he closed the distance between them, stopping just ten feet from Roman. With a swift motion, he unleashed a powerful palm strike. The invisible force from his palm swept through the air, whipping up a fierce gust of wind that carried with it countless pebbles and leaves, forming the shape of a long serpent as it surged toward Roman.
Yvette and the others gasped in astonishment. This was just like the scenes they had seen on the big screens, where fighters used inner strength to project their strikes, but witnessing it in real life was far more breathtaking.
As the powerful wind struck toward Roman, he remained unfazed. He calmly flicked his sleeve.
Boom!
A dull explosion echoed through the air as if something had shattered invisibly in the atmosphere. Yvette and the others felt a heavy pressure in their chests, making breathing difficult. Meanwhile, the ground beneath Roman and Thaddeus cracked, and energy surged outward, sending countless rocks flying into the sky. Several spectators with weaker martial cultivation were knocked back a dozen steps by the invisible shockwave.
Though Yvette and her friends were standing some distance away, they could still feel the ground tremble slightly beneath their feet, like a mild earthquake. Their faces were frozen in shock, as were many of the surrounding fighters, including the one–armed elder, who looked on with envy. This was the pinnacle of martial prowess they all aspired to, the realm of Martial Sovereigns.
“This is the power of a Martial Sovereign–how terrifying!” Yvette, Madeline, and the others couldn’t help but gasp in amazement. Just a casual strike from these Martial Sovereigns carried such overwhelming force. If that kind of power were directed at a person, it could easily take a life in an instant.
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Yvette couldn’t help but wonder, if she could wield such incredible strength, then wealth, status, and background would all seem meaningless in comparison. Suddenly, a thought hit her, and she glanced over at Leander. To her surprise, he was casually leaning against a large boulder, his hands behind his head, eyes closed as if he were indifferent to everything happening around him.
Shaking her head slightly, she thought to herself, What am I thinking? Leander is strong, but compared to these Martial Sovereigns who can shatter mountains with a mere gesture, he’s far behind.
Then, her mind wandered back to the day she had been captured by the Black Sorcerer. She recalled how he had summoned wailing spirits with a single hand–clearly a person of the same caliber as these fighters. And the mysterious figure who had saved her that day must have been a martial arts master as well.
While she was lost in her reverie, Leander, who had been quietly resting, suddenly stood up and began walking toward the edge of the cliff.
“Leander! What are you doing? Come back here!” Madeline cried out in alarm. Just one more step forward, and Leander would be standing at the edge of a thousand–foot drop. If he fell, he would be smashed to pieces.
“Leander, that’s dangerous!” Yvette also shouted, trying to warn him. But Leander seemed not to hear them at all. He continued to gaze out at the countless stone pillars shrouded in mist before him, murmuring softly, “It’s almost time p>
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