Apotheosis

The Ripple Pavilion looked ordinary, but it was regarded as the faith in the large clans around the Clear Lake.

"Yes. That is the Ripple Pavilion," Gant replied with a smile. "Don't be fooled by its ordinary appearance. It's a very special and mysterious pavilion."

"Really? Why so?" Zen asked curiously.

Gant was silent, keeping Zen in suspense. "Help us defeat them," he finally said. "You'll know what's inside."

The giant drums were hurled straight into the lake to form a massive platform.

Dozens of people from various clans jumped on the platform. As they stepped on the drums, the lake water would burst out from the cracks in between, forming water curtains. For an onlooker, the scene looked quite magnificent.

Soon, hundreds of thousands of people were gathered by the Clear Lake, applauding the water curtains.

Other performers followed the drummers.

Singing and dancing filled the air and entertained the audience.

Zen was starting to feel impatient, but he knew he was invited by the Su Clan and so he tried to relax.

As he watched the performance, Zen suddenly felt like someone was staring at him from afar.

He looked around, but didn't find anyone among the thick crowd.

On the other side, an exquisite room stood on the large flying carriage of the Xu Clan.

Inside it, Marco was standing by the window staring at Zen. "He really did come," he snorted.

"Since he's here now, I assume he'll also attend the competition. It might be a bad idea to kill him in front of such a big crowd," Lazlo advised.

They had spied on Zen and made sure he was in the Su Clan's residence, and then they proceeded to discuss the plan to kill him.

The simplest way was to follow Zen. As soon as he was alone, they could sneak up on him and let Marco slay him.

Marco didn't like this plan.

The Oneness Sky Palace was full of curious and smart onlookers. Even if they sneaked up on him, someone could still easily uncover the truth.

"The younger generations of the clans fight against each other at the rally. The members of the Su Clan are just weak weapon refiners. If we suppress the Su Clan, the Su Clan will have no choice but to seek help from Z

very single opponent I encounter from start to finish to make sure he fights no one!' Morgan thought.

The Su Clan that was selected as the Xu Clan's opponent for the first round was in deep thought as to who to fight. After all, they were going to compete with the most powerful person in the Xu Clan.

"Uncle! Please allow me to fight!"

"Uncle! Please allow me to fight!"

"Uncle! Please allow me to fight!"

Irving, Osrid and Nevyn, the most powerful warriors in the younger generation of the Su Clan, approached Cailen.

Cailen gave it a thought. He looked at Osrid and decided, "Osrid, go fight with Morgan."

Osrid was a strong disciple of the Oneness Sky Palace. Among the three, he was the strongest.

Osrid shook his head and said, "Uncle, let me be the second combatant."

He wanted to fight, but not as the first combatant. He felt that he should be the second one to fight.

"Go," insisted Cailen.

Many years had passed since the Su Clan last won the gathering. In recent years, the Su Clan only acted as a foil.

This time, they had invited Zen and had sought his help. They had to make good use of him.

Osrid couldn't disobey Cailen's order. With sinking shoulders, he walked towards the platform.

Morgan laughed at the sight of Osrid. For him, he looked pathetic. "I don't know why my father chose the Su Clan as our first opponent, but I can tell your clan is very weak. Why else would they send you to fight with me?"