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.

withstand. In fact, no one had expected such intensity from their clash. It

from Sacred Wyrm Summit couldn’t withstand it. The destructive power was

“Quick! Help the injured!”

that moment, the match’s outcome no longer mattered. Kaden

other major guilds quickly sprang into action. Faced with a disaster of

They were capable of protecting

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

the various guilds, the chaos

carried away.

center of the ring. Compared

ruins. What had once been a 100-foot ring was reduced to nothing more than a mound of

the smoke to reveal two lone figures standing

stood with a cold expression. His breathing was heavy, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Before him, nine divine

the ground. Their once- dazzling light

tall in white. His face was pale and glistening with sweat. The hand gripping his Dragon Sparrow sword trembled slightly. A thin trail

each other, and

on?

still standing. Could it be a

exchanged

in ruins and the

annihilate most of those present. A second clash could reduce the audience to nothing more than