An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Chapter 2307 by Marina Vittori

Chapter 2307 by Marina Vittori

“What? The guy isn’t dead? How is that even possible?”

“He’s not only alive, but he’s completely unscathed. This is insane!”

“How can this be? Is he wearing some kind of armor?”

“Even if he was, there’s no way he could survive Venerable Truce’s strike without a scratch!”

The spectators stared in disbelief as Jeremiah stood there with a seemingly indifferent expression.

Truce’s previous strike was devastating, unstoppable, and could split mountains and rivers.

Under normal circumstances, given Jeremiah’s build, he should’ve been left crippled even if he survived. But he was completely unscathed. This was a sight that defied everyone’s understanding and logic.

Even Truce was left questioning this reality. The Drakon Banisher, a signature move of the Banisher Technique, was known for its unmatched power. Once unleashed, it was nearly impossible for anyone to block, and it had never failed to deliver its intended result.

Truce was certain his strike had hit Jeremiah, but he couldn’t understand how he had emerged without a scratch or blemish.

What kind of monstrous body did he have? Was Jeremiah some sort of demon in disguise?

how will you make up for the damage to my clothes?” Jeremiah asked again, his voice

don’t believe

flared. With a fierce growl, he swung his staff and charged forward. A radiant golden

life.” Jeremiah’s eyes turned icy, his previously gentle demeanor replaced

a deep, ominous black as black scales erupted

transformed into sharp, deadly claws. Jeremiah had become a fearsome

curled

in front of Truce. His razor-sharp claws transformed into deadly blades as they

shock. He barely had time to react and instinctively raised

black claws slammed into the

feet skidded backward uncontrollably. His hands, still gripping the

had boosted Jeremiah’s speed and strength. He could turn a

marks on his shadowsteel staff. His mind was

with his trusty weapon for over a decade, and nothing had ever left a scratch

claw marks, each nearly an inch deep, on

Jeremiah lashed out again. His claws sliced through the air with a series

defend. The impact was deafening. He was thrown back several feet, and his shadowsteel staff cracked under the pressure and

single swipe had broken the legendary shadowsteel staff, and they wondered what kind

you on.” Truce’s anger ignited when he looked at the broken staff in his