My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1980

Among the clouds, a barrier that looked like a chessboard opened up abruptly.

Many martial artists and cultivators streamed toward that area. It became full of hustle and bustle.

Soon, the observation decks levitating mid-air also became filled with people.

There were so many people it looked like even the sky was in danger of getting filled to its seams.

Other than those participating, plenty of others were just there for the show. There were no seats designated for them, so they could only levitate mid-air or sit on a cloud.

Nash and the others arrived at an observation deck.

From the outside, it seemed that the observation deck could only hold one person, but it was actually one of the gods’ creations. One could enter without problem as long as one had the special talisman provided by the event organizers.

On the inside, the observation deck was much larger. It seemed about 200 to 300 square feet and was decorated with couches and chairs to look like a simple living room.

Everyone was dressed head-to-toe in black. Just a little while back, members of the Unyielding Truth, who were supposed to attend the summit with Zaafea, had died of mysterious causes on New Year’s Day.

Zaafea had also obtained some intel about these killers. One of the pieces of information he had was that the seven members of the Unyielding Truth who were supposed to find out who the mole was had all lost contact with headquarters.

In other words, the worst-case scenario was that the Unyielding Truth would collapse with less than ten members remaining. It would also prove how powerful the assassins were.

Zaafea gazed at everyone before him and spoke earnestly.

“Everyone, we're now amid the Summit of Ten Thousand Dynasties. The worst that could happen is that we, Drakonia’s most powerful warriors, will be killed here. If that happens, Drakonia will lose a considerable amount of power they could have leveraged upon in defeating the cultivators, and the Illuminion will…”

Clint patted Zaafea on the shoulder.

“That’s enough, Zaafea. They know all of this. But since nothing’s set in stone yet, we’re confident.”

Nash also nodded and spoke up confidently, “Indeed. No one knows who will end up being the winner or loser. It’s a little too early to begin airing grievances just yet. Besides, we’ve got you, our ace, with us. You can’t fly into a panic.”

“Oh? Looks like you’re no force to be reckoned with, given that Nash is calling you an ace!”

Ryan, who was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed over the other and with the god-slaying sword strapped to his back, grinned.