Hearing the conversation between the two, the surrounding spectators all began to boil.

Even the gods and highgods who had come all the way here to spectate revealed looks of anticipation.

Was Clemente finally going to display that sort of special state?

Everyone revealed fiery gazes as they looked towards Clemente, who was on the dueling platform.

On the contrary, not many people were paying attention to Joelson.

It wasn't because they were no longer paying attention to Joelson.

It was mainly because everyone had heard that Clemente hadn't displayed his true strength all this while. At this moment, their curiosity was completely aroused.

On the dueling platform.

Clemente put away his longsword and closed his eyes.

His body began to slowly undergo strange changes.

Clemente's body continued to expand and grow taller. His originally tall and straight figure had grown to more than three times that of a normal person. He looked just like a barbarian warrior.

However, he did not appear rude or barbaric because of this.

Instead, an indescribable aura emanated from his body, as if he was a born noble.

He did not need any titles, he was born to be superior.

Then, his back began to squirm, and two blood-red membrane wings broke free from his back and extended comfortably from his clothes.

Two bulges kept bulging on Clemente's forehead and, finally, two black horns drilled out from within.

The black horns were very short, only the length of a thumb.

But as the black horns grew out, Clemente's temperament began to change.

Clemente suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of blood-red pupils appeared before everyone's eyes.

A terrifying aura swept out towards the entire Imperial City Plaza.

The surrounding spectators couldn't help but begin to tremble, and their eyes unconsciously revealed a look of terror.

The geniuses of the other empires on the dueling platforms were the same. Even though they were the most outstanding geniuses of the Imperial Capital, at this moment, they could only sense the aura of power emanating from Clemente, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of terror in their hearts.

Even the spectating highgods had a hint of dread in their eyes.

Although Clemente couldn't pose a threat to them, the suppression of their bloodlines still made them feel a hint of nervousness. This was a suppression that was imprinted into their bloodlines. Even if they were highgods, there was no way to avoid it... Perhaps only those who had become sovereigns would be able to resist this sort of suppression that came from the depths of their genes.

A highgod saw Clemente's transformation and revealed an extremely shocked expression.

Using a voice that only he could hear, he muttered to himself, "An ancient race?"

However, right at this moment...

An even more powerful might came crashing down, rapidly radiating towards the entire imperial plaza.

This might was filled with a will that would make anyone submit and, at the same time, it helped everyone resist the terrifying might that Clemente was exuding.

Everyone turned to look.

It was Joelson.

At this moment, everyone felt as though they were facing a supreme existence, a true ruler of the endless planes.

Even the spectating highgods were no exception.

The few highgods were extremely terrified. They actually felt reverence towards an early-stage demigod?

The few of them hurriedly stopped the thoughts that were rising in their minds, and their gazes towards Joelson revealed a hint of shock.

The other people in the Imperial City Plaza all unconsciously bowed, as though they were bowing to Joelson.

Even the geniuses on the other dueling platforms felt the same.

Clemente looked towards Joelson. He, too, had noticed the changes in Joelson and was astonished.

"You are also an ancient race?" Clemente asked in shock.

Although Joelson's appearance didn't change much, only his pupils turned golden.

Compared to the huge change in his appearance, Joelson still maintained his human form.

But he could clearly feel that at this moment, Joelson had suppressed him in terms of bloodline.

This was a situation that he had never encountered before!

Hearing Clemente's question, Joelson revealed a puzzled gaze and asked, "What is an ancient race?"

Clemente was stunned for a moment before he reacted. Joelson should not be someone from the Plane of Slaughter, nor did he come from another main plane, so he had never heard of the legends of the ancient race.

He then said, "The ancient race is a creature that has the bloodline of some powerful races from ancient times. For example, I have the bloodline of the ancient demon race, although it's very thin."

Joelson nodded slightly. He understood in his heart that it was probably because he had received the heart blood infusion of Du Lu and the steel dragon, as well as the blessing of the Ancient Dragon God.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the tremendous change in Clemente.

Even though they were watching, they knew that Clemente was much stronger than before.

At the same time, they were also shocked by Joelson.

They were just watching, but they already felt terrified.

However, when Joelson faced Clemente directly, he didn't seem to be affected at all. Moreover, the power he emitted prevented Clemente's terrifying power from attacking them.

However, because Clemente had used his laws to seal off the space around the dueling platform, the spectators didn't know that the two were currently conversing.

However, at this moment, the Highgods suddenly thought of the legends of some of the ancient races. They roughly understood why Clemente had changed in such a way.

The lower gods were all shocked.

Clemente was actually an ancient race!

This should be the reason why he had risen to prominence as a commoner, becoming the number one genius of the Orencia Empire.

On the dueling platform, Clemente could sense how powerful Joelson was.

But he didn't panic at all. Instead, he revealed an extremely excited expression.

His gaze towards Joelson seemed to be burning with a blazing flame.

"It's been a long time since I've encountered an opponent like you."

Clemente suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "Joelson, go all out!"

After saying this, Clemente flapped his wings and rose into the air.

With his back facing the sun, Clemente cast a huge shadow with sharp claws, wings, and horns on the ground of the Imperial City Plaza.

It was as if an evil demon had descended into the world.

This scene was reflected in everyone's eyes, and they all felt a great sense of oppression.

It was as if the end of the world had come.

Joelson raised his head and looked at Clemente with his back facing the sun. A bright golden light flowed in his eyes.

His entire body emitted an imposing aura that could not be described with words.

Joelson's expression was calm. He slightly raised the sword of slaughter in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword at Clemente in the sky.

A dazzling platinum light shone on the tip of the sword.

In an instant, the void around the sword was cut open, revealing a pitch-black color.

Everyone could not help but extend their hands to cover their eyes. This platinum light, which was even more dazzling than the sun, emitted a sharp aura, making it impossible for everyone to look directly at it.