An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

The following day at Sacred Wyrm Summit, the spectators had already arrived as the first light of dawn began to glow in the sky.

Key figures from every faction and major guild poured in, with elites and experts gathering in large numbers. At that moment, Sacred Wyrm Summit was livelier than ever.

To the bigwigs, the previous Group C and B matches were mere warm-ups. The real spectacle that would shape the future was the showdown among the Group A geniuses.

After all, those who made it into Group A were either young grandmasters selected by major guilds. Alternatively, they were formidable fighters who had fought to the top from thousands of elite martial artists.

Hence, anyone from the 32 contestants in this round could be a future game- changer. Today’s matches, which narrowed the field from 32 to eight, were about selecting the best among the geniuses.

Naturally, the event captured everyone’s attention. Even the big shots who usually stayed out of the limelight made their appearances. The outcome of these battles was set to dictate the future direction of the martial world, and no one dared to take it lightly.

Dustin, Grace, and a few others had also arrived early at the tournament venue. As one of the top 32 contestants, Dustin would fight in the match that day.

However, before the matches began, they had to draw lots as per the tournament rules. There were 32 numbered tiles, each representing a contestant.

one faced number 32,

held to decide the matchups for the top eight. The draw was completely

their journey might end at the top 32. Conversely, good luck could mean an easier

battle ring matches was

seat, Dustin began to survey his surroundings. Compared to previous days, today’s spectators consisted mainly of experts from

participate, regardless of their background or alignment. The only

put

would reveal the

Sacred Wrym

moment, a gasp of

half of the spectators rose to their feet. Dustin followed their gaze and saw a middle-aged man walking out in a purple robe with a

demeanor. His warm smile radiated a welcoming and approachable air. Just seeing him made everyone feel relaxed

him. His purple robe signified that he was the Honored Sage of

man was Kaden Foyer, the newly appointed Sage of Sacred Wrym Summit. He was also

in the wings at Sacred Wrym Summit. But today, as he donned the purple celestial robe, the

Sage, had officially passed the throne to Kaden. From this moment

Even our guild hadn’t heard a word about it,” Aurora said, her eyes narrowing

extensive network and top-notch intelligence, was only second to the Zenith Society when gathering

big happened in the martial world, the Celestial Alliance was usually the first to

we missed it. Sacred Wrym Summit is one