An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

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.

The contestants would match in an opposing bracket format. In simple terms, contestant number one faced number 32, contestant number two faced number 31, contestant number three faced number 30, and so on.

After the first round of matches determined the top 16, another draw would be held to decide the matchups for the top eight. The draw was completely random, so luck played a significant role alongside skill.

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

ring matches was a

to survey his surroundings. Compared to previous days, today’s spectators consisted

alignment. The only rule was that they must not cause trouble at the Sacred

considered outlaws or unorthodox by mainstream society had put in considerable effort to select

of these matches would reveal

bigwig from Sacred

gasp of surprise

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

His warm smile radiated a welcoming and approachable air.

he didn’t exude a dominating presence, no one dared to underestimate him. His purple robe signified that he was the Honored Sage of

Foyer, the newly appointed Sage of Sacred Wrym

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

officially passed the throne to Kaden. From this moment forward, Kaden would

our guild hadn’t heard a word about it,” Aurora said,

and top-notch intelligence, was only second to the

the first to know. However,

Summit is one of those places we generally steer clear

of Aylka, West Lucozia,