An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Willard’s ultimate move cleared the battlefield in an instant. The martial artists who had rushed forward were either dead or critically wounded, with no ability to defend themselves.

“This… How is this possible?” Hank’s eyes widened in terror as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Under the restriction of the sealing formation, even ultimate grandmasters couldn’t unleash their full strength.

But Willard, with nothing more than a flask of liquor, had managed to tap into a supreme divine power far beyond his cultivation level.

Though he was only at the grandmaster level, his move, Infinite Spirit Manifestation, carried the might of an ultimate grandmaster. If he were to use it again, the outcome would be grim for everyone, including himself.

“Retract!” Willard took a deep breath and the thousands of illusory images that had surged forth earlier instantly retracted into his body. His face turned red and pale as his breath grew heavy and ragged.

The toll of using Infinite Spirit Manifestation was unmistakable. With his cultivation sealed, executing such an attack once had already pushed him to the limit.

Only a handful of martial artists, including Hank and the six black men, still had the strength to fight. In total, barely a dozen remained standing.

The six men in black-the strongest among the group-were fully engaged by Dustin and couldn’t spare any hands to help. As for the rest, only Hank posed a genuine threat. The others were paralyzed by fear and dared not approach.

“Hank, if you know what’s good for you, retreat now. Otherwise, you’ll end up like these corpses,” Willard said coldly.

His strength, stamina, and focus were rapidly draining. If the fight continued, it might not end in his favor. His only hope now was to intimidate Hank into retreating.

“Mr. Styles, what should we do? Should we retreat for now?” Garrett clutched his chest in panic.

but now most of them were either dead or critically wounded. At that instant, Garrett

his supreme divine power and is barely hanging on. Don’t let

had overexerted himself with that last move. Otherwise, he would’ve pressed the attack instead of trying to intimidate

we keep fighting, we’ll

Hank exploded and slapped Garrett hard across the face. ” This mission is do or die. Anyone who dares retreat has only one outcome-

there was no way out. If they retreated now, they would be executed by Bailey upon their return.

enhanced serum and tossed one to Garrett. “Drink this. It’ll greatly enhance

Garrett’s face lit up with relief

than the A-grade one he had used before.

mission today, we will both die.

drank it in one gulp. He had already consumed one earlier, and a second dose could cause his body to

him, Hank wasted

either emerge victorious or die

the main hall of Sacred Wrym Summit, hundreds of elite martial artists relentlessly battered the mountain protective array. A continuous barrage of

weakening under the continuous onslaught. It

hall, the elites of Sacred Wrym Summit stood ready

the mountain protection array is

disciples to set up twelve small formations. We’ll turn defense into offense

responded and quickly

later, the mountain protective array

the barrier down, the forces of the Hall of Gods hesitated briefly before charging forward, their battle cries ringing in the distance. A wave of elites brandished