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?

make up for the damage to my clothes?” Jeremiah asked

don’t believe you’re

and charged forward. A radiant golden light

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

once- pale skin turned a deep, ominous black as black scales erupted

Jeremiah had become a fearsome

lips curled into a

a blink, he vanished from sight and reappeared directly in front of Truce. His razor-sharp claws

had time to react and instinctively raised his staff to

claws slammed into the shadowsteel staff with explosive force and

from the impact, and his feet skidded backward uncontrollably. His hands, still gripping the staff, experienced

demonic transformation had boosted Jeremiah’s speed and strength. He could turn a casual strike

at the deep claw marks on his shadowsteel staff. His mind was

a material far tougher than ordinary steel. He had been with his trusty weapon for

claw marks, each nearly an inch deep, on his staff. Jeremiah’s claws were as sharp as the Sacred

lashed out again. His claws sliced through the air

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

broken the legendary shadowsteel staff, and

fight me hand-to-hand. I’ll take you on.” Truce’s anger ignited when he looked at the broken staff