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.

people to withstand. In fact, no one had expected such intensity from

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

“Quick! Help the injured!”

mattered. Kaden immediately mobilized

with a disaster

artists. They were capable of protecting themselves, so

worry about. Many of them were either

leadership and the cooperation of the various guilds, the chaos was

carried away.

with their eyes glued to the center of the ring. Compared to their

more than a mound of shattered rubble. Dust and smoke filled the air, blocking the view and making it

to reveal two lone figures standing atop separate piles

stood with a cold expression. His breathing was heavy,

light had faded, leaving

sword trembled slightly. A thin trail

stared at each other, and

going on?

Could it

spectators exchanged

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

attacks could annihilate most of those present. A second clash could reduce the audience to