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.

and 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 not only obliterated the battle ring but also shattered Sacred Wyrm Summit’s carefully set up defense

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

“Quick! Help the injured!”

outcome no longer mattered. Kaden immediately mobilized his people

sprang into action. Faced with a disaster of this magnitude, no one

audience were martial artists. They were

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

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

carried away.

the center of the ring. Compared

a 100-foot ring was reduced to nothing more than a mound of shattered rubble. Dust and smoke

breeze swept through and cleared the smoke to reveal two lone figures standing atop separate

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

the ground. Their once- dazzling light had

with sweat. The hand gripping his Dragon Sparrow sword trembled slightly. A thin trail

at each other, and neither

on?

standing. Could it be

spectators exchanged

the battle ring in ruins and the

attacks could annihilate most of those present. A second clash