An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Under the crushing force of the three- headed, six-armed ethereal divine spirit, the last of Dalen’s clone immediately shattered into fragments.

The crowd erupted in chaos, especially those women who had supported him. They screamed in anguish, and some even fainted. Watching such a handsome man reduced to dust felt like a tragic waste.

Amid the stand uproar, Fenley remained unfazed in the battle ring. When the ethereal divine spirit struck Dalen, what had exploded wasn’t a body but a ball of air.

In other words, the figure who had just shattered was merely a clone. Where was the real Dalen hiding if those nine figures were all clones?

Just as Fenley frowned in confusion, a sudden sense of danger prickled at his scalp. He instinctively looked up and saw Dalen diving toward him headfirst with a folding fan in hand.

Dalen descended silently, like a meteor hurtling toward the ground. The tip of the fan was a half-sheathed sword, and its edge glinted menacingly.

“You’re courting death!”

As Dalen plunged toward him, Fenley reacted swiftly and raised both palms above his head. A surge of grandmaster -level internal energy erupted from him, crashing out like a tidal wave.

A loud explosion rang out as Dalen’s ambushing figure exploded and dissolved into a wisp of vapor.

“It’s a clone?” Fenley paused, momentarily taken aback. The danger he sensed moments ago was unlike anything he had experienced. So, how could that have been a clone?

A metallic sound rang out from behind him. Dalen had somehow flashed behind him, thrusting the sword- tipped fan straight at his back.

Fenley’s shirt and grazed his skin,

of God’s Technique was more than an offensive technique. It also offered near

virtually impervious to blades and fire without leaving any weaknesses to be exploited. So, an ambush like

to be that easy after all,”

Dalen had already retreated and swiftly widened the gap between them. His Spectral Clone Technique had been executed flawlessly and managed to deceive Fenley. Unfortunately, his

of God’s Technique was

Dalen

he alive, but he nearly wounded

way he uses the Spectral Clone Technique

so fast. Dalen had fooled Fenley twice with his clones and even created a window for a sneak attack. Though he failed, his battle instincts and intelligence

impressive.” Fenley glanced at his torn clothes before staring at Dalen with a hint of menace creeping into his

injuring me, but

him would have been a

grandmaster martial artist. Meanwhile, Fenley had already attained

Fenley’s current level of cultivation, as long as he executed the Four Elements of God’s

was the gap between them. From the beginning of

You must’ve paid a steep price for it.” Dalen’s eyes gleamed

observation. But you’re mistaken about one thing. My breakthrough was effortless. It just happened a few days earlier than expected,” Fenley replied

smiled faintly. “But even if you have broken through to another level, winning