An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

A thunderous boom shook the ground like an earthquake. When the purple sword aura clashed with the nine-colored divine swords, a terrifying energy wave suddenly erupted like a volcanic eruption.

Wherever the waves of energy swept through, the air thundered with an ear- splitting roar, and the space around them seemed to warp.

The once-solid battle ring cracked like brittle glass and shattered into rubble.

Above it, the massive blue protective shield expanded to its limit and trembled violently under the strain.

Cracks spread like spider webs across its surface. It weaved together into a web-like pattern that spread across the entire shield.

“Hold it together!” Oron shouted. He and several other Sacred Wyrm Summit masters frantically channeled their internal energy into the formation.

But no matter how hard they tried, the cracks continued to spread. A moment later, the barrier shattered with a deafening crash.

Oron and several other masters from Sacred Wyrm Summit were blasted back more than ten yards by the shockwave. Before they even hit the ground, they were severely injured, with blood pouring from their mouths and noses.

The remaining shockwave showed no signs of slowing down as it continued to spread outward. Like a raging tide, it quickly swallowed up the crowd.

Those with strong cultivation managed to brace themselves, but the weaker ones were tossed around. They were

knocked off their feet and left bloodied and bruised.

In an instant, the entire scene descended into chaos as screams, curses, and cries for help filled the air.

one had expected such intensity from their clash. It not

arts masters from Sacred Wyrm Summit couldn’t withstand it. The destructive power was beyond anything they had ever

“Quick! Help the injured!”

the match’s outcome no longer mattered. Kaden immediately mobilized his people to

with a disaster of this

martial artists. They were capable of protecting themselves, so

non-martial artists, there was even less to worry about. Many of them were either wealthy or influential, with experts by their side

Summit’s leadership and the cooperation of the various guilds, the chaos was quickly brought under control. The injured were either assisted off the stands

carried away.

in place with their eyes glued to the center of the ring. Compared to their injuries, they were more curious about who won the

been a 100-foot ring was reduced to nothing more than a mound of shattered

gentle breeze swept through and cleared the smoke to

the left, Glenn, dressed in black, stood with a cold expression. His breathing was heavy, and

dazzling light had faded,

sweat. The hand gripping his Dragon Sparrow sword

two just stared at each other, and neither of

on? Who

Could it

spectators exchanged bewildered

the

annihilate most of those present.