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.

fact, no one had expected

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

“Quick! Help the injured!”

outcome no longer mattered. Kaden immediately

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

martial artists. They were capable of

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

Sacred Wyrm Summit’s leadership and the cooperation of the various guilds, the chaos was quickly brought under control.

carried away.

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

was reduced to nothing more than a mound of shattered rubble. Dust

cleared the smoke to reveal two lone

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

dazzling light had faded, leaving

was pale and glistening with sweat. The hand gripping his Dragon Sparrow sword trembled slightly. A thin trail of blood

just stared at each other,

on? Who

still standing. Could it be

spectators exchanged

ruins and the defense formation destroyed, continuing

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