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Chapter 1933 The Hidden Powers of the Summerton Pa

Chapter 1933

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.”

Wyatt agreed, though a nagging doubt lingered in his mind. Could it be that the Summer family had spent thirty years building this grand palace, only for

nothing more than a

go inside,” Gwain said, his voice firm as he led the way into

stone hall.

was unshaken, Gwain remained vigilant, his senses sharp for any sign of

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as they reached the innermost

had been

“You’ve finally arrived.”

rasp of an old voice filled the air, breaking the

stiffened in surprise. Unlike Julian’s group,

lurking behind that voice. They could sense

but even as

not pinpoint where the speaker was. It was

immense strength, one

for countless years.

settled on an elderly man with a long white beard sitting in the

the old man seemed

were

almost invisible.

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am Gwain. May I ask your esteemed

of true power, clasped

The old man’s sharp gaze

to toe, his eyes glinting with approval as he observed the young

powerful aura.

with features like a painting. You are

embodies the regal grace

Very impressive.” The elder’s voice was

praise and recognition.

man introduced

There’s no need

young men gasped in unison, their

shock and disbelief.

the first to bow again, his voice filled with

the Grandmaster of Zovince from thirty

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for my

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bowing deeply. He knew full well that

thirty years ago was

What passed for the pinnacle of

to the battles of old. And who