Garrett struck his palm toward Dustin. A thunderous crash echoed through the room, changing the surrounding area.

A white shadow palm surged forward with the force of lightning and pressed on Dustin. Accompanied by the fierce howling wind, everything seemed to warp as it tore through the air.

Everyone in the room turned pale with fear. They scattered in all directions to avoid being caught in the chaos. After all, the sheer power of a grandmaster martial artist was enough to kill them with a single blow.

Despite Garrett's attack, Dustin didn't flinch. His expression remained composed. But as he prepared to retaliate, a commanding shout interrupted.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, another burst of internal energy materialized into a shadow palm as it shot from the doorway. It narrowly missed Dustin before colliding with Garrett's shadow palm.

The impact echoed with a loud crash, unleashing a torrent of terrifying energy. The living room quaked violently as the furniture splintered and drinks splashed over.

The martial artists around were thrown about like rag dolls in a storm. They crashed and tumbled helplessly.

The impact knocked Garrett back several steps, and his expression turned sour. "Who dares?" He frowned as he gazed toward the doorway.

Soon, a refined middle-aged man entered. He was dressed in a sleek black suit with gold-rimmed glasses.

"Elder Mason," the middle-aged man greeted with a faint smile.

way to gather here today, and everyone in

he exuded an air of

Garrett's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the middle-aged

strike suggested he, too, was a

of the Hall of Gods," the middle-aged man introduced himself.

"Hank Styles?"

as the name

Gods. I've only taken up the position a few months

of Gods. You certainly live up to their reputation." Garrett's expression softened

with him earlier, considering that all members of the

you, Mr. Styles. My apologies for the oversight." Lucian led the group of martial artists

the esteemed Hall of Gods, the god was revered above all others. Their power and

my esteemed guests.

extend some grace to each other and turn things around for the better?" Hank suggested with a

Garrett shot a wary glance

their gathering was for business discussions. Allowing temporary anger to

appreciatively before casting a meaningful

during an assault from a grandmaster martial artist

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