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"No, both first and second place can receive Lord Nihility's Sub-Flame," Hun San said respectfully.

"Both first and second place can?"

Hearing Hun San's words, Hun Xiu was slightly stunned. Since when had Nihility Devouring Flame become so generous?

Or had his father become generous? "Yes."

Hun San nodded respectfully, then added, "However, although both first and second place can receive Lord Nihility's Sub-Flame as a reward, there is quite a significant difference between the first-place Sub-Flame and the second-place Sub-Flame."

"A difference?"

"Is it the difference between a high-grade Sub-Flame and an ordinary Sub-Flame?" Hun Xiu asked tentatively.

"Yes."

Hun San nodded. "First place in the Clan Competition can obtain a high-grade Sub-Flame, while second place can obtain an ordinary Sub-Flame."

"I understand."

Hun Xiu nodded slightly, then asked, "What is the current strength of the younger generation in the clan?"

Although Hun Xiu was confident that he could take first place, he still needed to be cautious. He was not the only genius among the Hun Clan's younger generation.

The others were also geniuses. It was only because of his appearance that these Hun Clan geniuses seemed somewhat mediocre.

But if he underestimated these geniuses because of that, he would suffer greatly.

In the race between the tortoise and the hare, the hare lost to the tortoise because of carelessness.

He would not underestimate anyone after learning from the past, especially in a world where everyone could cultivate, a world where anyone could rise above others. Underestimating others was the most fatal weakness.

Hun San said, "Most of the Hun Clan's younger generation are at the Dou Wang level. Among them, Young Master Hun Feng, Young Master Soul Jade, and Young Lady Hun Huan'er are all Dou Emperors."

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Hun Xiu was slightly stunned, and a trace of shock appeared on his handsome face.

He asked in surprise, "Most of them are Dou Wangs, while Hun Feng, Soul Jade, and Hun Huan'er are actually already Dou Emperors?"

He was shocked.

He had thought his cultivation talent was terrifying enough that reaching the Dou Emperor level among the Hun Clan's younger generation made him an anomaly.

But only now, from Hun San, did he learn that he was not the only anomaly. Hun Feng and the others had also reached the Dou Emperor level.

As expected, I had still underestimated the Hun Clan's younger generation. I thought most of them were Dou Wangs, and that I was the only Dou Emperor. Now it seems I had ultimately underestimated them.

"Yes."

Hun San nodded without concealing anything. "Young Master Hun Feng is now a Five-star Dou Emperor, Young Master Soul Jade is a Four-star Dou Emperor, and Young Lady Hun Huan'er is a Two-star Dou Emperor."

"Good heavens."

Hearing this, Hun Xiu said in surprise, "Those three have actually all surpassed me."

Then he changed the subject. "Third Uncle, do you think I have a good chance of taking first place in this Clan Competition?"

Hun San did not hesitate much and said seriously, "It is practically guaranteed."

Hun San knew that although Hun Xiu's realm might not match Hun Feng's and the others', his combat strength was terrifying.

Hun Feng and the others might have higher realms, but their combat strength was not necessarily superior to Hun Xiu's.

"No..."

Hun Xiu shook his head. "Third Uncle, it is absolutely guaranteed."

Hun San: "..."

Three days.

They passed in the blink of an eye.

The enormous square was packed with people, and a clamor filled the air. They were all members of the Hun Clan. Besides experts, the Hun Clan also had "ordinary people." After all, in such a vast clan, not everyone could be exceptional.

The experts sat on the prepared platforms, while the "ordinary people" could only stand in the square.

What counted as an expert? In the outside world, a Dou Zong was considered an expert. In some remote regions, even Dou Emperors and Dou Wangs were considered experts.

But among the Eight Ancient Clans, only Dou Venerates could be called experts. Dou Zongs? They could only be considered average!

At the center of the square stood a massive Training Arena. On it was a middle-aged man in black robes. There was no smile on his face, and his expression was extremely solemn.

This man was called Hun Dun. He was an elder of formidable strength within the Hun Clan, at least on the surface.

How strong was he? It was not convenient to reveal that yet.

He was the referee for this Clan Competition.

Hun Dun looked toward Soul Emperor, seated in the center of the platform, his eyes carrying a questioning look. Soul Emperor nodded slightly at Hun Dun from his central seat.

Hun Dun immediately understood. He withdrew his gaze, swept his eyes around the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "Silence."

Though his voice was not loud, it clearly reached everyone in the square.

At once, the clamor in the square vanished. Everyone turned their eyes toward Hun Dun on the Training Arena.

Hun Dun nodded in satisfaction. "Now, the younger generation participating in this Clan Competition, please come onto the stage."

"Those whose names I call should come to the stage on their own. If your name is called three times and you still have not come up, you will be considered to have automatically forfeited this Clan Competition."

After explaining the rules simply, Hun Dun began calling names.

"Soul Dan."

Whoosh! A chubby boy rose into the air from the crowd, a pair of enormous black wings appearing behind him.

With those black wings, his black robe, and his round body, he looked like a fat crow. It was simply unbearable to look at.

He used his movement technique to land on the Training Arena. The moment he landed, he withdrew the black wings back into his body.

Seeing Soul Dan in place, Hun Dun continued, "Hun Doulol."

Whoosh.

A figure also shot into the sky from the crowd, a pair of white wings unfurling from her body.

Her ascent attracted the attention of many among the younger generation, and quite a few people whispered, "Doulol is so beautiful!"

"Damn it... is Doulol a name you can call?"

Hun Doulol wore a white dress. With her decent looks and that pair of white wings, she resembled an angel descended into the mortal world.

She flew toward the Training Arena and ultimately landed upon it.

Once Hun Doulol was in place, Hun Dun continued, "Hun Qiu."

"Soul Tianxin."

"Soul Fengxin."

"Soul Yitian."

As Hun Dun's voice rang out, more and more people landed on the Training Arena.

Soon, more than fifty people filled the Training Arena. Among them were men and women, strong and weak.

The strongest were at the nine-star Dou Wang level, while the weakest were at the one-star Dou Wang level.

Good heavens, there was not a single weakling at the Dou Ling level.

And the roll call continued, showing no sign of stopping.

Gu Yuan looked at the younger generation on the Training Arena below and could not help clicking his tongue in admiration. He said enviously, "Brother Soul, the younger generation of your Hun Clan is truly strong."

As he spoke, he even gave Soul Emperor a thumbs-up, looking as though he were giving him a like.