An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Zeus was dead. The royal god of the Hall of Gods had rampaged through Dragonmarsh for days before finally meeting his end here. His body was utterly obliterated.

He had reached a fully developed ultimate grandmaster realm, with only a single step separating him from the realm of terrestrial immortals. Yet that single step proved to be an insurmountable chasm.

No matter how powerful he was or how deep his foundations were, he remained powerless before that final barrier. In truth, that single step had blocked his path for decades.

When Zeus learned that Dustin had successfully broken through to the next realm, it broke his spirit. Eventually, he died with bitter resentment.

“It’s finally over,” Grace said.

She breathed a sigh of relief as she gazed at Zeus’ scattered remains. The past few days of dealing with Zeus and Hera had left her mentally and physically drained.

During that time, she couldn’t afford a single mistake. She had to rely on her silver tongue to convince the two royal gods to believe her words.

What appeared simple was actually layers upon layers of calculation, where every moment tested her resolve. Any sign of weakness or guilt could have brought catastrophic disaster.

Fortunately, she succeeded in the end.

Through sheer intellect, she had bought Dustin enough time to complete his breakthrough and successfully resolve the crisis.

“I can’t thank you enough. Otherwise, I would’ve been dead,” Dustin said, turning toward Grace.

his divine consciousness could perceive

entirely on her strategic planning and desperate

He’d broken through at

I won’t fare any better, so there’s no need to

and Hera is barely hanging on. What do you need me to do next?”

the Hall of Gods still has operatives lying dormant in Oakvale. We need to strike immediately

from here on out,”

by life and death. Why wouldn’t

just broke through. Are you sure your body can

flow of nature. As long

fundamental difference between an ultimate grandmaster and a terrestrial immortal was

still bound to their own internal energy reserves. The more condensed and pure that energy became, the more

there was no such limitation. They were no longer confined to their internal energy. Instead,

realm had merged with the flow of nature. Their every movement channeled the raw forces of creation, granting them power that

In that realm, one could no longer be called mortal since they had

that excessive use of natural spiritual energy could trigger divine

immortals seldom engaged in battle because the more they fought, the more likely they were

just broken through and faced no immediate risk. Only a forced battle against someone of equal realm might invite divine

you’re fine, we should strike while the iron is hot and eliminate