The National Guild Union general HQ occupied an extremely large part of the Southern part of Chrysanthemum City. Several buildings stretched for as far as the eyes could see over here. The place was like an extremely large estate. It was like a city within a city.

At this moment, several transcendents could be seen whipping across the NGU general HQ. They were all headed towards a specific location in the NGU general HQ at the moment—the NGU general HQ Assembly Stadium. This was where the intercontinental competitions would be taking place.

The intercontinental competition of the Venzula Empire was happening today. Everyone in Chrysanthemum City was looking forward to the competition today. Not just that, everyone in Venzula Empire was paying close attention to this competition.

Currently, the Assembly Stadium was eventually being filled to the brim. The stadium was very large, with holographic screens plastered everywhere. Chatter and excitement filled everywhere as transcendents socialized with one another. The conversations were mostly about bets on who would emerge at a certain position in the competition.

At the VIP region, the higher-ups of the NGU general HQ were seated. There were also seats reserved for the important guests arriving from the Venzula Empire Academy, the Venzula National Bank, and the Venzula Law Enforcement Agency. As for the Venzula Royal Family, they didn’t send any guests to represent them. As the power that ruled over the Venzula Empire, there was no need to be polite to the Venzula Guild Union.

No one was surprised by this, as it happened every year. The last time the NGU sent them invitations, they proposed that the NGU should not send them an invitation for this gathering ever again. After that, the NGU ceased sending them invitations.

Anyway, the guild leaders whose representatives would be involved in the competition, they were currently seated in the bleachers like everyone else. Also, the higher-ups of the NGU from the various continents were also seated in the bleachers.

Currently, at the VIP region of the competition, all the guests invited had arrived. There was a man seated at the centre of the VIP region. He was very short and had a gruff-looking appearance. His eyes glowed with an intimidating light. He was a Rank 6 novice-stage transcendent, a very powerful one at that. This man was the head of the Venzula/National Guild Union. He was called Orthos Harven.

Around him were powerhouses from the NGU and the invited powers. Each one of them had extraordinary demeanors, a testament to their power. Orthos had a friendly smile on his face at this moment as the geniuses from the various representing guilds from the 30 continents appeared and sat in their seats.

"Austere, what do you think of your disciple? Do you think she can obtain first place as they are saying?" Orthos turned to one of the guests, Austere Caramanova, the guest sent to honor the invitation on behalf of the Venzula Empire Academy, on seeing Ezerisia.

Austere was tall, beautiful, clad in an elegant dress, had fair skin and black hair. She was from the witch race. Everyone also looked at her. They wanted to know the kind of impression she had about her disciple. This woman was, after all, a very powerful person in the city.

"She could win, and she could lose. In fact, she could even die."

Her response startled everyone. Was this something someone should say about one’s disciple? She even said there was a possibility of her disciple dying?

"As expected of you," Orthos smiled. "What happens if she dies?"

Austere shrugged. "I care about my disciples. But I won’t do something as stupid as seeking revenge on whoever killed them in a competition like this. If she dies in such a situation, it only means she was weak. So the matter will rest."

"You are very pragmatic," a dark-skinned titan, an elder from the NGU general HQ, replied.

"Naturally. One does not have a choice but to be pragmatic, if they want to survive," Austere yawned. No one doubted her words. It seemed the rumors about her were not unfounded. She was... different.

"What do you think of the altercation between him and Kailen Darkhaven?" a higher-up from the Venzula Law Enforcement Agency asked her.

Before she could reply, someone from the Venzula National Bank replied, "I think there is more to him than meets the eye. There’s something unsettling about him."

Everyone squinted their eyes because of the person who spoke. This person had terrifying instincts.

Orthos also nodded. "I think so too. That junior was not arrogant during their altercation. He was simply confident, calm and secure in his own power."

Everyone nodded. Others may not have realized it, but they had noticed that too. Kailen Darkhaven was not simple. Although they could not be bothered to watch any of the videos in his competitions at the Southern Continent competitions before his appearance here—just like they could not be bothered to pay too much attention to any of the other geniuses, due to their busy schedules and responsibilities—he had this air of unpredictability around him.

"Anyway, none of these geniuses should be looked down on. I have a strong feeling that this competition would be more surprising than the previous ones. So many dark horses would likely make a name for themselves today," a pretty dwarf woman spoke. She was the vice president of the NGU general HQ, and the wife of Orthos, Mara Harven. She was also a Rank 6 novice-stage transcendent powerhouse. She had appeared in the chaotic region of the universe from the edge region of the universe thousands of years ago alongside her husband, and they had climbed to the top ladder of the Venzula Empire together.

After her words, everyone couldn’t help but look forward to the competition. They had a feeling that this time around, there would be quite a lot of surprises.

"I think I should announce the rules of the competition. The wait has been long," Mara said. She floated towards the center of the podium, all eyes on her.