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Chapter 1546: Chapter 581: Primordial God Demon, Six Domains of the Human Race in Ancient Times Chapter 1546: Chapter 581: Primordial God Demon, Six Domains of the Human Race in Ancient Times The national competitions of the three major empires were broadcast live, with high-ranking powerhouses stepping into the void at the opening ceremony, causing anomalies between Heaven and Earth, with thunder flashing and the Great Sun crossing the sky.

Such a grand spectacle naturally attracted countless viewers.

Among them were two men on a transport plane heading toward the border city of the Eastern Summer Empire, both wearing black suits, their rugged faces resembling gorillas, with dark skin.

Airplanes now are different from the past; mobile phones no longer need to be switched to airplane mode.

However, the gaze of the two dark-skinned men was not on the opening ceremony but on the blonde girl on the tribune, her head crowned with a halo, and behind her, three pairs of white light wings.

“Heavenly Feather Main God!”

The burly man with three dreadlocks in his hair condensed his gaze and whispered, “What’s going on? Wasn’t it said that there were only two Mythical Kings on the Blue Star?”

The backward nature of the North State Tribe and the international disconnection meant they hadn’t seen the city news from South City three days ago.

The other dark-skinned man spoke in a deep voice, “Something unexpected must have happened; let’s look it up.”

Quickly, the two men found the report about Heavenly Feather Main God Anstice’s visit three days ago using the network, and immediately, their expressions turned solemn.

Having a powerhouse comparable to a Great Demon King watching the competition increased the difficulty of their assassination plan against Glenn Clark.

As a Main God, just a thought from Anstice would allow her Divine Soul Thought to cover thousands of kilometers, with her Law Power and figure instantly arriving upon extension.

Therefore, if they chose to continue with the assassination of Glenn Clark, they would only get one chance to make their move.

And once they took action, whether successful or not, they would not be able to escape.

As the two burly men hesitated, a touch of black light flashed in the depths of their eyes, and the man with three dreadlocks slowly said.

“After getting off the plane, I’ll make an excuse to visit the ‘Divine Martial Sky King’s’ alma mater and take a high-speed train to Mist River City.”

“You continue with the original plan and take another vehicle to South City to watch the national Martial Arts competition. We’ll contact each other using a code and strike at the same time.”

The other dark-skinned man nodded slightly.

Meanwhile, in the largest stadium in South City, while the lively opening ceremony was underway, two breathtakingly beautiful figures on the rostrum were conversing in low voices.

“Your Excellency Anstice, the youth sitting in the first row of the Martial Arts Arena, with three girls standing behind him, is Glenn Clark, the brother of Jack Clark.”

The blonde girl, akin to a seraph, turned her gaze toward Glenn Clark. Her eyes immediately revealed surprise because, in her perception, Glenn Clark’s aura was only at the Fifth Tier.

That level of strength was not even as strong as an ordinary soldier of the Heavenly Feather Clan.

“The brother of the Divine Martial Emperor, how come he’s so weak?”

Ilisa Ward smiled slightly, “Our Human Race is different from the Nobles; most of us are not Transcendent Life Forms, and in the past, we could only begin cultivation after sixteen.”

“Despite Glenn Clark’s strength being only at the Fifth Layer Heaven, considering that he has been cultivating for just over three months, it is like he has become a Fifth Tier Transcendent in just three Great Sun cycles from an ordinary life.”

“This cultivation speed is even faster than Jack Clark’s in the past. I remember it took Jack Clark over five months to reach the Fifth Layer Heaven.”

Anstice paused, “…I almost forgot, the Nobles have only recently integrated into the Vast World.”

Thinking of Jack Clark’s achievement of becoming a Main God-level entity in a little over ten Sun Wheel cycles, with combat prowess comparable to a Divine King, Anstice showed a shocked expression on her face.

“Does this mean that the Divine Martial Emperor’s brother has an even higher talent than he does?”

“We can’t say that,” Ilisa Ward shook her head slightly, “When Jack Clark began his cultivation, he had no resources to help him, and was physically weak with mediocre family conditions; his starting point was very poor.”

“Whereas Glenn Clark started his cultivation when Jack Clark had already become a Mythical King of our clan, and the difference in status, identity, and resource allocation is like day and night.”

Anstice pondered and nodded her head.

With Jack Clark’s current achievements and talent, he could be said to be unrivaled throughout the ages, even regarded by many as not inferior to those seven Civilization Emperors of Ancient Civilizations who had broken free from their shackles.

Therefore, while Glenn Clark’s talent seems exaggerated, in the eyes of all kings and Heavenly Kings, he still ranks below Jack Clark by one level.

Of course, although Glenn Clark is a bit behind Jack Clark, his talent is actually quite terrifying, having been listed as one of the inheritors of Human Race civilization.

Especially his astonishing luck, which even made Marcellus Larry see shadows of Adam Garcetti in him.

Even Adam Garcetti’s luck wasn’t as good as his; ever since Glenn Clark started cultivating, it was either Divine Objects falling from the sky or resources delivered from the sea. Even walking down the road, he could find good things.

It was as if all the Luck of the Human Race had converged on him.

As the casual conversation ended, Ilisa Ward’s expression suddenly became stern, and she seriously said, “They over there probably don’t know they have been exposed, and even with you here, they will probably take action.”

“At that time, I will need your help to intervene.”

Anstice nodded, “Don’t worry, Miss Ward. The Divine Martial Emperor once helped my clan, so morally and reasonably, I will not stand idly by.”

The news about the Demon God Puppets’ attack had already been relayed back to Blue Star.

But to avoid startling the snake, the Federation remained inactive as if they were unaware of their presence, continuing with their usual activities while waiting for the Mysterious Martial Sky King and others to return.

Sealing the Soul Source of Diorus was actually very difficult.

After all, Mythical Kings and Demon Kings occasionally have whimsical premonitions about potential dangers in the dark, let alone an existence of Diorus’s caliber.

Even though that strand of his Divine Soul Source was in hibernation inside the puppet’s body, if a strong threat was nearby, there would still be a presentiment.