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Gilmore’s gaze settled on the gravely injured Tristan in the hall. Tristan,” he began, “you’re no longer fit to be the leader of

Star Gate.

“Summon all Star Gate disciples immediately and announce your abdication in my favor.”

Tristan’s expression changed dramatically when he heard that.

Yet, he eventually nodded solemnly towards Gilmore and said, “Yes, martialist.”

The reason Tristan agreed to abdicate wasn’t merely because he was no match for Gilmore.

During their brief confrontation, Gilmore had struck Tristan’s mana core with a palm, crippling his martial arts.

As it stood, he was no different from a commoner without any martial arts.

Even if he remained as the sect leader, without his martial arts, he couldn’t possibly control Star Gate.

Thus, whether he was or wasn’t the sect leader made little difference to him now.

“Quickly! Summon all Star Gate disciples to the plaza. I have an important announcement,” Tristan immediately instructed the dozens of Star Cate martialists present in the hall.

When they his words, their faces reflected their shock

They realized that Tristan truly intended to announce his abdication to all Star Gate disciples.

“Why are you just standing there? Hurry up and gather everyoner Tristan exclaimed, seeing the martialists‘ hesitation.

The dozens of martialists finally snapped to attention, acknowledging the order, and hurriedly left the hall to summon their fellow disciples.

Watching the departing figures, Phoenix and Steve, who were still in the hall, looked astonished.

They hadn’t expected Tristan to truly give up his leadership position.

But upon reflection, they believed that he had no other choice.

This masked man, in all likelihood, was a first–rate martialist.

In the face of an order from such a first–rate martialist, they had no room to refuse.

Otherwise, it would be a path to certain doom.

Furthermore, by the unwritten rules of the martial world, once sect leader was defeated by another, he either faced death or lost his position.

So, if Tristan wanted to save his life, this was his only option

Even for the rest of them, once the masked man became the new leader of Star Gate, they would have to bow down to him and follow his every command.

And Tristan would no longer be their leader or master.

In about 10 minutes, footsteps echoed from the plaza outside. Groups of Star Gate disciples began to gather.

Soon, the spacious placa was filled with two to three hundred martialists and disciples of Star Gate, standing in neat rows.

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their heads held high, exuding an aura of confidence that showcased their martial prowess.

Unaware of Tristan’s intention to abdicate, they assumed, as on any other day, that their leader would them

give motivational speech, urging them to persevere in their martial arts journey and become true martialists.

They waited eagerly for the appearance of their leader and the presbyters.

Dozens of Star Gate internal force martialists re–entered the main hall.

One of them reported to Tristan, “Leader, all the disciples and martialists of Star Gate have been assembled in the plaza.

Tristan nodded, saying, “Help me out; I need to address them.”

Two martialists immediately came forward to assist the injured Tristan to his feet.

Simultaneously, a few other experts moved to assist Phoenix and Steve, helping them up.

When the sect leader spoke, the presbyters would naturally accompany him. Especially for such a significant announcement as the leader’s abdication.

With the support of several martialists, Tristan and the two presbyters made their way out of the grand hall.

However, Gilmore stayed behind in the hall.

Whispers of surprise and confusion quickly spread outside. What happened to the leader and the two presbyters?

They seem injured?”

“What on earth took place?”

Then, a voice rose above the murmur, saying, “Everyone, quiet down! The leader has an announcement to make!”

Then, all the chatter was silenced

At this moment, with the support of two martialists, Tristan stood at the top of the elevated steps in front of the plaza. He looked over the crowd and began, “Listen, all martialists and disciples of Star Gate.

“From this moment on,

I

no

to longer the leader of Star Cate!”

As his words sank in, the plaza, filled with hundreds of disciples and martialists, erupted into murmurs.

“Why isn’t Mr. McLean leading anymore?”

“If Mr. McLean isn’t the leader, then who is?”

“What on earth happened?”

“Silence!” Tristan mustered up all his strength to shout.

The murmuring then subsided.

Tristan continued, “My martial arts skills are inadequate, unworthy of leading Star Gate.

“Today, I was defeated by a superior martial artist. Hence, I am willing to relinquish my position to this martialist.

“With this person leading Star Gate, our sect is destined to flourish, becoming one of the top sects in Eldoria

The crowd was stunned to hear that.

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“Tristan’s martial arts are inadequate?”

“He’s an intermediate top–tier martialist, already the elite top–tier martialist. How could he consider himself inadequate?”

Yet, they were also shocked that their leader had been bested by another.

They understood why Tristan and the two presbyters were injured and needed assistance.

It appeared that Tristan had faced this martialist in combat.

It meant an expert had come to challenge Tristan’s leadership at Star Gate.

By the rule of the martial world, if a sect leader was defeated in challenge by another martialist, he either lost his life or his position.

So, Tristan’s decision to step down was because he couldn’t overcome his adversary and chose to preserve his life by giving up his leadership.

As surprising as it was, the disciples and martialists felt that it made sense.

After all, to the victor go the spoils.

“Dad, who exactly wants you to step down? Don’t we have hundreds of martialists in Star Gate? Can’t we defeat him?” An indignant voice suddenly rang out.

The crowd’s attention shifted, and they saw a man seated in a wheelchair being pushed forward by an attractive young woman from among the martialists and disciples.

The man in the wheelchair was none other than Sylas.

Due to injuries to his limbs, which were now encased in casts, Sylas was immobile and hence confined to a wheelchair. Hearing his father’s intention to step down, Sylas was immediately filled with anger and vocally opposed the decision. However, Tristan, hearing his son’s words, was inwardly agitated, thinking, “He really doesn’t know the depth of the water! He and the three presbyters had nearly lost their lives at the hands of Gilmore. How could Star Gate’s external and internal, force martialists possibly defeat someone like Gilmore?

That was a pipe dream!

And what worried Tristan even more was whether Gilmore had heard Sylas’s defiant words from inside the hall. Was Sylas trying to get himself killed?

Just as Tristan was about to scold Sylas, a shadow, swift and silent like a specter, zipped down from the stage.

In an instant, with a shriek of horror, Sylas, along with his wheelchair, was flung high into the air.

Then there was a loud crash.

Sylas and his wheelchair plummeted down, landing on a distant part of the plaza.

The wheelchair shattered into pieces, its wheels rolling aimlessly. The fresh casts on Sylas’s limbs were smashed to smithereens, and amidst the cracking sounds, his newly healed Lones broke once more.

He was utterly disabled.

The pain was so intense that he screamed until he passed out.

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Everyone who witnessed the scene took a sharp inhale.

The ghostly shadow returned to the stage, revealing itself as the masked figure Gilmore.

A daunting aura emanated from him, pressing down heavily on everyone present and sending shivers down their spines.

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