Chapter 103: The Gathering of Sects

The applause from the medical contest had barely faded, the echoes of Carlos’s dominance still hanging in the air like a storm cloud, when the sky above the capital ripped open. It began not with a sound, but with a pressure. A suffocating, malevolent aura descended upon the city, so potent that ordinary citizens collapsed to their knees, gasping for breath. The martial artists felt it as a physical blow, their blood running cold, their instincts screaming of imminent doom. Then came the...