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Chapter 1933 The Hidden Powers of the Summerton Pa

The three men couldn’t shake the strange feeling that had followed them

since entering the grand Summerton Palace. It was a masterpiece of

architecture, with intricate carvings and designs that hinted at hidden

mechanisms and traps. Yet, as they ascended its vast halls, the only

hindrances they faced were martial artists who tried and failed, to block their

path. No hidden traps sprang into action, and no deadly mechanisms were

activated.

The martial artists, though formidable in their own right, proved no match for

Gwain. They had fought their way through the palace with ease and now

stood before the imposing stone door on the top floor.

As the trio fumbled with the door, searching for a way to open it and confront

the master of Summerton Palace, it suddenly swung open on its own.

“Mr. Gwain, be careful. This could be a trap,” Hank warned sharply, his voice

low with caution.

Wyatt nodded, his face drawn with tension. “Yeah, something’s not right.

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Everything’s been.. too easy.”

Gwain’s brows furrowed as he contemplated the situation. After a brief

moment of thought, he spoke with quiet confidence, “Perhaps we’ve

overestimated the reclusive Summer family. Maybe this is all they have to

offer.”

Hank chuckled heartily, his laughter bouncing off the stone walls. “Haha, Mr.

Gwain, you’re right! For most people, getting this far would be impossible. But

you’re too strong–nothing the Summer family can muster could stop you.”

be that the Summer family had spent

to amount to nothing more

his voice firm as

stone hall.

remained vigilant, his senses sharp for any sign of hidden

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as they reached the innermost chamber, not

had

“You’ve finally arrived.”

of an old voice filled the air, breaking

and Wyatt stiffened in surprise. Unlike Julian’s group, they

that voice. They could sense the

energy, but even as the sound echoed

where the speaker was.

strength, one who had

for countless years.

room, and after a moment, they settled on an elderly man with a long white beard sitting in the shadows of the

hiding him, the

very stone walls, as though he were part

almost invisible.

?

Powers of the

am Gwain. May I ask your esteemed name?”

true power, clasped his

old man’s sharp gaze scanned Gwain

with approval as he observed the young

powerful aura.

features like a painting.

presence embodies the regal grace of

family. Impressive. Very impressive.” The

praise and recognition.

old man introduced

no need to remember

young men gasped in unison,

shock and disbelief.

the first to bow again, his voice filled with awe.

Grandmaster of Zovince from

The Hidden Powers of

my

followed suit, bowing deeply. He knew

from thirty years ago was leagues beyond the

for the pinnacle

compared to the battles of old. And who

heights the Six Sun Hermit had reached in the past

of isolation and cultivation?

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