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.

Glenn’s level, even the slightest ripple from their battle was too much for ordinary people to withstand. In fact, no one had expected such intensity from their clash. It

several martial arts masters from Sacred Wyrm Summit couldn’t withstand it. The destructive

“Quick! Help the injured!”

match’s outcome no longer mattered.

with a

They were capable of protecting

even less to worry about. Many of them were either wealthy or influential,

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

carried away.

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

a 100-foot ring was reduced to nothing more than a mound of shattered rubble. Dust and smoke filled the air, blocking the view and making it impossible to see

gentle breeze swept through and cleared the smoke to reveal two

in black, stood with a cold expression. His breathing was heavy,

light

the right, Dustin stood tall in white. His face was pale and glistening with sweat. The hand gripping his Dragon Sparrow sword trembled slightly. A thin trail of blood dripped from his palm and

two just stared at each other, and neither

going on?

Could

exchanged

ring in ruins and the defense formation destroyed, continuing the fight seemed

force of their attacks could annihilate most of those present. A second clash could reduce the