The Inheritance Of The Supreme Immortals

"Who would have thought that he would be this strong and talented, capable of matching someone with two major cultivation levels higher than him and winning?"

"Father, I feel like I cannot move forward from here. I feel a rock weighing heavily on me, and it\'s getting harder to hold on," Tomas lowered his head.

\'I guess it\'s only natural he developed a heart demon. I have to solve this problem before it\'s too late,\' Ivan thought to himself.

Ivan summoned some of his subordinates and ordered them to take his son to his chambers to rest.

Patriarch Flareheart raised an eyebrow when he saw Count Wichura sending his son, who was also a younger generation brat.

Just as it seemed like he was going to do something about it, Patriarch Solheart interrupted, ""Stand down, Theodore. Don\'t do anything foolish and mess with the plan.""

""Let him go. We will have another chance to harvest his potential. Right now, focus on doing your part of the plan,"" Patriarch Solheart said sternly.

""Are the preparations complete, Alexander?"" Patriarch Solheart asked in a voice transmission, sending it to the ex-husband of Adriana, whose whereabouts were unknown.

""Everything is in place,"" came the reply.

""What about your son, Theodore? Did he complete his task?""

""He completed it,"" Theodore replied in the same voice transmission channel.

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"Let\'s get right into the final event, shall we?" Kate Dracula said excitedly.

"The Battle of the Younger Generation, a battle royal where the only rule is no killing or crippling. You can go all out to your hearts\' content and show me an entertaining fight. Though I think it will definitely be interesting with him being here."

When she said the last sentence, her eyes locked onto Sam with a predatory gaze.

"This bitch wants a piece of my brother. She should be spanked on the ass a thousand times until her vampire ass cannot heal anymore," Sophia snorted in annoyance in her mind.

The younger generation was summoned to the arena.

The granddaughters and grandsons of clan leaders from the dragon clans, along with some talented individuals raised by them due to their latent potential.

On the vampire side, there were the daughters of countesses, Count Nicholas, and other young vampires who had displayed their genius from subordinate clans.

From the Qilin side, Yuna and her two cousins stepped into the arena.

Of course, all of Sam\'s wives entered the arena along with his sister, Sophia.

Following them was his half-sister, Mira, who meekly stood very close to Sam, holding his pinky finger. While Sophia held his other hand, Amelia, Lenora, Yuna, and Ophelia didn\'t say anything about their actions.

They knew how much Sam loved his older sister, so they couldn\'t complain about how clingy she was.

However, they did give Mira a strange look, understanding everything that had happened to her since Sam had taken her under his protection.

They wouldn\'t bully her.

Kate observed the younger generation with curiosity, and all the important figures of the Azure Dragon Continent had their eyes fixed on them with keen interest.

"I wonder which one of our daughters is the strongest?" Countess Frostine asked, her gaze focused on her daughter standing with two other women.

"Well, of course, my daughter is the strongest among all our daughters. No questions needed," Countess Kaminari confidently replied.

"If we\'re talking about cultivation levels, all our daughters have the same cultivation level. If we\'re talking about martial arts and techniques, I would say Countess Telluris\'s daughter. I heard she almost killed her daughter in the name of training," Countess Frostine added.

"Oi, that\'s mean," Countess Telluris quickly interrupted.

"My daughter is at an age where she hates everyone who tries to advise or teach her. She wouldn\'t let me train her, so yeah, I had to break a few arms to restrain her, but that was only because she needed to be trained."

"Well, everyone, I guess it\'s time."

"Let the earth rumble," Kate vanished from the spot, leaving those words behind for the hundred or so younger generation cultivators standing in the arena.

"Do we have to fight each other?" Yuna asked, looking at Sam.

"I don\'t want to fight you guys unless it\'s for training. You girls can fight, but try not to hurt each other, alright? But I do think you won\'t get the chance to fight, to be honest," Sam said meaningfully.

"What do you mean, darling?" Lenora tilted her head confusingly and asked.

"Just wait a few minutes; you will see for yourself, sweetheart," Sam chuckled and patted her silver-haired head gently. \'So cute.\'

"Fufu," Lenora purred against his palm, enjoying the attention like a dog being spoiled by its owner.

The other women, especially Amelia and Sophia, felt threatened seeing Lenora acting all cute with their man.

"Brother dearest, I want my head patted too," Sophia demanded, intentionally pouting and making her face look cute.

"This brother loves you to death, sister," Sam patted her head, remembering the night she gave everything a maiden held precious to her - her heart and her purity.

"I don\'t know why, but just seeing his face triggers me so much," a young vampire said.

"Yeah, he\'s too handsome. I want to smear dirt on his face; only then will I feel a little good about myself," another vampire beside him said with jealousy.

"Dude, did you see how strong he was? He beat Tomas, who is two realms higher than him, like crushing paper. Be careful; don\'t offend him, or he might come after you. This is a battle royal, remember?" Another vampire wearing glasses warned.

"Who cares? Can\'t you see every guy in here is going to go after him? Do you think he can fight against all of them? Of course not," a dragon from the Solheart clan replied, hearing the vampires\' discussion.

Just as every guy inside the arena was about to launch their attacks on Sam, they suddenly became shocked as they stood rooted to the ground.

"What? What\'s going on?"

"I can\'t move my legs," a dragon barked with a troubled expression.

"D-Darling~ my legs are stuck to the ground; I suddenly feel weak," Sam\'s wives wore panicked expressions as they sensed their spiritual energy slowly being drained.

\'So they finally activated the formation, huh?\' Sam smiled evilly, seemingly unfazed by being stuck to the ground and having his spiritual energy drained.

\'Something\'s wrong,\' Kate Dracula and others who weren\'t aware of the conspiracy planned by the old men noticed.

Adriana also sensed something was amiss as her eyes started to ache.

It wasn\'t exactly her eyes that hurt; it was her innate ability, the Eyes of Truth.

"Aghh!" When Kate Dracula rushed to the arena, just before entering, she felt an invisible barrier blocking her.

"What the hell is this?" Kate\'s face became serious, a reddish eerie aura emanating from her, and her red eyes glowed intensely as her voice sounded like a sonic boom.

Kate pulled her hand back before delivering a powerful, anger-fueled punch at the invisible barrier trapping the younger generation inside the arena grounds.

BOOM!

The sound of an explosion, similar to a thunderclap on a large scale, resonated at the point of impact, but the barrier remained intact.

"Don\'t bother, Kate Dracula. It\'s a waste of time," a voice said.

"What the hell is this formation? Is this your doing, Alfred?" Kate looked at Alfred Solheart, the patriarch of the Solheart clan and the father of Nora Solheart, who stood in the sky, surrounded by a weird formation under his legs like a mat.

"Well, I\'m not alone in this," Alfred Solheart replied, shrugging his shoulders.

At that moment, more figures appeared, similar to Alfred Solheart, surrounded by similar patterns as a result of an unknown formation.

"You guys, no, you dickless old bastards, what\'s the meaning of this? What the hell are you doing?" Kate felt like a ticking time bomb—too dangerous to handle, ready to go off at any moment.

"You don\'t need to know. After all, dead women tell no tales," Patriarch Flarheart said.

"You are the ones who are going to die like a pigs!" Adriana lost her mind when she saw Sam trapped in the formation and attacked them.

However, her attacks were all nullified when they connected with the formation surrounding each of them.

Soon, all the remaining cultivators not involved in the old men\'s schemes attacked because their own children and grandchildren were trapped inside the formation.

They didn\'t care about the old men\'s plans or why they were doing this because their first priority was releasing their children from the formation.

"What is this formation? I have never seen anything like this..." King Shun exclaimed, gritting his teeth as he saw his daughter looking weakened.

"This is... this looks like devil arts," Patriarch Fulmine, Yuna\'s grandfather, exclaimed with a serious expression.

He looked at the formation trapping the brats once again; they were having a very hard time standing still as they felt weakened.

Suddenly, he sensed a fluctuation in the air. When he found the location it was coming from, he saw another formation appear around 500 meters in diameter.

A smoke-like substance began to swirl above from the center of the formation, resembling burning plastics—harmful and dangerous-looking.

GROWL! GROWL! GROWL!

A growl was heard, one after another, each worse than the one before.

It was like the worst kind of noise that would make one\'s skin crawl, like the creaking sound of a door or chalk.

Followed by the appearance of figures emerging from the smoke.

Each one bigger than the other, each meaner than the one before—more powerful and dangerous than the ones before.

"W-What the hell are those things?" a younger generation brat asked, feeling very intimidated by the appearance of these \'things.\'

"Are they beasts?" another asked in doubt.

Thousands of corrupted creatures emerged from the formation, each varying in strength, size, and shapes.

They could not be called beasts because, for some reason, they had been corrupted by something.

Outside the arena, the older generation also noticed this anomaly.

Their pupils contracted in horror. They were not afraid; they were afraid for their kids.

"What the hell is this?" Lorraine, Sam\'s aunt, asked with a serious expression.

Adriana\'s eyes gleamed in fury as she turned her gaze towards her ex-husband. "You bastard, what the hell are you planning?"

"Yes, I would very much like to know what you guys are scheming as well, because I can\'t kill you now without knowing why you did what you did," Kate joined in.

She was mad, because these were happening in her territory.

Not just her, all the older generation who were not aware of the conspiracy gritted their teeth in fury as they tried everything to save their kids from the formation.

No matter how many times they questioned, threatened, pleaded, no one answered.

This made them more furious; they wanted an explanation.

"I will tell you why they are doing this," then a confident and strong voice resounded, attracting the eyes of all the people on him—both younger and older generations.

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