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But just after the Single-horned Tiger Kingfish had finished speaking, the Female Tiger Whale’s eyes became stern: Roar, roar, roar! No more nonsense, go back to cultivation, or in a little while, you won’t even be able to see the king’s shadow.

Under the Female Tiger Whale’s stern gaze, the Single-horned Tiger Kingfish eventually obediently swam back to the Ice Crystal Palace.

Seeing this, the Female Tiger Whale turned around contentedly, leading the three ‘small’ Tiger Whales out of the Water and Fire World to help the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon collect Life Crystals.

The next two days passed peacefully.

May 19th, five o’clock in the afternoon.

Clyde, who had consolidated his strength for two days, appeared a few kilometers outside Mason City, in the old town district that had been abandoned for over a decade.

This area was run-down, mainly consisting of three to four-story buildings, except for some old ten to twenty-story buildings in the central area and the two tallest Hundred-meter Buildings in the middle.

Having received word of Clyde’s appearance, the local Television Station, along with many online New Media Journalists, flocked to the scene and made a laborious climb to the rooftop more than thirty stories high.

Looking at the bearded young man standing with his hands behind his back at the edge of the rooftop, the journalists caught their breath and excitedly asked.

“Mr. Clyde, are you here to challenge Darren Callum?”

“Correct, I am here to challenge him,” Clyde said indifferently, with a cold gaze. “Didn’t he say his job is a bodyguard and told me not to disturb the Mathilda Ward concert when I challenge him?”

“Please inform everyone about him, I’m waiting for him here.”

“No problem, Mr. Clyde. We’re good at spreading the news,” they responded.

“Hello, everyone. We interrupt our broadcast with breaking news: the destroyer and boxer Clyde, who’s been missing for several days, has shown up to challenge the God Slayer, Darren Callum.”

“Mr. Clyde is currently located in the old town area, four kilometers West City, waiting for the arrival of Darren Callum. It’s uncertain whether Callum dares to accept the challenge…”

In the hotel, when the news of Clyde’s challenge to Jack Clark got around, many people’s expressions immediately turned solemn.

On the twentieth floor, Jack Clark watched the news on the big screen, his expression calm: “I thought he would choose to act tomorrow during the daytime, but it seems he has chosen this time instead.”

With that, Jack Clark looked towards Mathilda Ward and Damon Lopes: “Let’s go together to avoid any diversionary tactics. At that time, Mr. Lopes and Moon, please ensure Miss Ward’s safety.”

Damon Lopes looked solemn, “Rest assured, we will be careful.”

Today’s battle could very well be the final showdown. It was highly likely that Akunus would strike during the battle between Jack Clark and Clyde.

And given the lesson from Kautorus’s previous actions, when it chose to act, it would definitely be fully prepared, considering every aspect.

Only when confident of success would this cunning Evil God reveal its True Body.

However, as everyone took the elevator down to the lobby, many from the entertainment groups also followed, their faces filled with curiosity and excitement.

“Sister Ilisa, can we come with you to watch?”

“Boss Boyce, we want to go see too,” they said.

After all, it was a duel between the God Slayer Darren Callum and the monster that had swept across the Martial Arts circles of two countries. Being able to witness the battle from afar would give them something to boast about later.

Facing those expectant gazes, Crystal Boyce and Jack Clark exchanged glances with Damon Lopes, then nodded slightly: “If you want to go, then go. But remember, the fallout from a battle between high-ranking powerhouses is terrifying. Think it over carefully.”

“We know, we’ll stay back at a safe distance,” they replied.

“Thank you, Boss Boyce,” they gratefully said.

“Hee hee hee!”

Soon, a convoy of a dozen sedans departed from the hotel, heading towards the outskirts of the city.

Not only Jack Clark’s group but many people from Mason City were also heading towards the abandoned suburban area, all wanting to witness the duel between the two high-ranking combatants.

But when they approached West City, every junction had already been blocked by the law enforcement team, who continually announced through loudspeakers,

“The aftermath of a high-ranking combatants’ duel is extremely dangerous. Have you all forgotten the battle south of the city? Go back! Don’t come for the thrill.”

“Don’t worry, our city’s Television Station will broadcast the entire duel live. We have drones-shooting from every angle, you can see the high-definition fighting scenes from home.”

“Go back, go back,” they insisted.

With the law enforcement team out in full force, most of the ordinary people who had come to see the action were turned away.

But it was just the ordinary people who were blocked; the officials didn’t bother with the ordinary cultivators who rushed over.

So, from the high altitude perspective of helicopters, many figures could be seen dashing swiftly below, rushing toward the old town area of West City.

Not just Mason City, with an hour’s forewarning, many people around the globe received the news and prepared their mobile phones, or settled in front of their computers and televisions to watch the live broadcast.

Including Mist River City, where Glenn Clark had just finished school and rushed home.

In the Research Institute Building, Freya Louise also gripped her tablet, her nerves taut, for Jack Clark was facing a ‘Seventh Layer’ high-order strong man this time.