A thousand years was a long time for mortals, however, for those mortals who could prolong their lives through techniques, energy infusion, skills, and abilities, it was in fact a short time. Most of the participants of the Galactic Supremacy Warfield had lived more than just a thousand years!
Clay was the only exception. When the thousand years was over, Clay's avatar had grown so powerful that not even one participant could match him in combat, technological achievements, and territory. Cultivation wise, he was far beyond any of the participants after a thousand years.
The opponents he had were crushed easily when they encountered him. Even his friend, Galaxia of Ghartan, couldn't match him in a fight to decide the true supreme of the universe.
"This fight will be a fight with everything we have, Clay! You must not hold back!"
"Okay. I will honor your wish. When we meet outside, don't be a stranger, yeah?"
"Of course!"
