Chapter 532: Chapter 254: Villain Jack Clark, Forcing a Higher Realm

Outside the abandoned old city district, the arrival of a line of more than ten sedans stirred the already waiting television stations, live-streaming websites, and new media journalists into excitement.

“They’re here, they’re here.”

“Quick, grab the video camera and follow me.”

But as soon as the cars stopped, the doors of the four sedans at the front and back slammed open, and more than a dozen bodyguards dressed in black suits quickly got out, forming a human wall to block the reporters.

Lionel Lopez said in a deep voice, “Don’t crowd, everyone. If you want to interview, wait for Miss Ward to get out of the car.”

The reporter holding the microphone shouted excitedly, “We’re not here to interview Mathilda Ward; we want to interview Darren Callum.”

“Yes, interview Darren Callum.”

“Darren Callum is getting out.”

Seeing Jack Clark getting out of the car, the reporters were instantly ecstatic.

“Darren Callum, we’ve heard that Clyde has made a breakthrough into the Seventh Layer Heaven. Do you still have the confidence to win against him?”

“Rare Grand Fist Intent, plus a complete beast transformation of the Seventh Layer Heaven. Some speculate that Clyde’s strength could be comparable to that of a late-period Seventh Layer Heaven powerhouse. How long do you think you can fight before defeating him?”

Jack Clark, wearing sunglasses, looked at the excited reporters with an indifferent expression and said calmly, “To me, it makes no difference whether or not he has made a breakthrough.”

“As for the outcome, you will soon see for yourselves. Maybe he won’t even be able to take a single one of my moves.”

“It’s him, that familiar flavor, overbearing and arrogant.”

The reporters were excited, one after another, and the video cameras behind them kept crackling, live broadcasting his words.

At this moment, Mathilda Ward and Gwen Gail also got out of the car from behind, followed by Damon Lopes, who was clad in a suave Daoist robe.

At the same time, the Six-Tailed White Fox appeared silently behind Gwen Gail.

As a precaution against possible combat, Ilisa had changed into a set of black women’s suits today, with a white shirt inside and slim-fit trousers, looking dashing and handsome.

Gwen Gail was similarly dressed, wearing a white hooded tee, slim-fit trousers and sneakers, and from the moment she got out of the car, the white fox ears on her head kept twitching.

Then came Crystal Boyce, Marla Fiore, and a dozen other Group employees who followed over to join the excitement.

Jack Clark looked back at the two and said calmly, “Mr. Lopes, Gwen, I leave it in your hands.”

Damon Lopes nodded solemnly, “Rest assured.”

The fox-eared girl giggled, “With Gwen here, no one can harm Sister Ilisa.”

Although she had not yet started her cultivation, as someone who had awakened a king-level bloodline, her strength was already formidable, and when she activated her bloodline power, she was equal to a Fourth Layer Heaven Cultivator.

After giving his instructions, an invisible and heavy aura spread from Jack Clark, and instinctively the reporters in front of him cleared a path.

Just a hundred meters ahead was the old town, equivalent to the area of several residential complexes.

As Jack Clark strode forward, streams of red light flew out from the Sumeru Bracelet, crackling as they formed a suit of battle armor that covered his whole body while he walked.

The battle armor was primarily gold and red in color, with an elaborate and imposing design, and its surface was covered with gold and black strange patterns that looked like wandering Dragon Pythons.

These sinister patterns, under the reflection of the battle armor’s rings of golden and red radiance, exuded an invisible, ferocious, and grisly intent that was soul-shaking.

In addition, behind Jack Clark’s head, there were four white-gold gears slowly rotating, with the largest one having a diameter of more than eighty centimeters and the smallest one thirty centimeters.

Such elaborate and mystical battle armor immediately excited the reporters watching.

“This is the armor of the Light King he wore when he slayed a god.”

“Four layers of halo surround it, indicating that this suit of battle armor has reached the level of Top-tier Extraordinary Equipment. It’s said that normally only Eight Layer Heaven high-order powerhouses can forge such items.”

“It seems Darren Callum is not only fast in his cultivation but also has a terrifying talent in forging Extraordinary Equipment.”

Some of the cultivators watching from the distance recognized the forging level of the battle armor after Jack Clark put it on.

But such knowledgeable individuals were few, and the low-level cultivators one by one shouted with envy.

“So cool.”

“Damn, I didn’t know you could wear battle armor like this. I wish I had one too.”

“Dream on, brother. Do you know how difficult it is to forge a suit of battle armor that can split and combine, and merge itself automatically with a thought?”

“How difficult is it?”

“As high as a three-story building.”

It wasn’t just the people on site, but also the many watching the live stream around the world were exclaiming and shouting.

Just when everyone thought it was already impressive, the ground at Jack Clark’s feet suddenly shattered, and, with a crater with a diameter of a rod, he shot into the sky with a boom.

Upon leaping more than two hundred meters high, Jack Clark unfurled two pairs of three-meter-tall light wings above and a pair of shorter ones below that were formed of tangible flames.

Boom! The hot blast from the wings sent Jack Clark flying toward the center of the small city with a long trail of light.

“Wow! So cool.”

“Awesome, he’s got wings!”

“Totally epic.”

The audience in the live broadcast room witnessing this scene were all thrilled, shouting and exclaiming.

Damon Lopes was even more astonished, disbelieving, “I thought I had understood it, but I didn’t realize that Brother Callum’s realm was even higher than I had imagined.”

“I’ve had another epiphany.”

Gwen Gail was a bit curious, “Mr. Lopes, what did you realize?”

Damon Lopes said slowly, “I used to think that being subtly boastful was the essence, but I didn’t realize that within such boasting, there is a higher realm, a sequence of continuous boasts.”

“First, when Brother Callum got out of the car, he indifferently said it wouldn’t matter to him whether that guy made a breakthrough or not, that was the first boast.”

“Then, as everyone was shocked by his arrogance, he put on a splendid show with his battle armor, just when everyone thought that was boastful enough, he unfolded his wings.”