Chapter 1212: The Uncrowned King

With the precious Sky Spirit Orb in hand, Dustin paid no heed to the buzzing crowd. He descended from the ring with his Sky Sword, and wherever he walked, the crowd willingly parted, creating a clear path for him.

Dustin’s remarkable display had left a lasting impression on everyone. Although many couldn’t fathom why he hadn’t accepted the leadership role, they could at least appreciate the present circumstances.

Especially the heads of various martial arts sects, they were already plotting their moves, eager to vie for the coveted position of alliance leader. It was evident that a new martial arts upheaval was on the horizon.

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, Dustin paused in his tracks and turned to gaze at Asher. “I almost forgot about you.”

Asher’s complexion paled, fear flickering in his eyes. “What… what do you want from me?”

“Ever since I stepped through that door, you’ve been a thorn in my side,” Dustin said with an air of indifference. “I can’t have peace of mind with you around.”

In the current life-or-death standoff between them, keeping Asher alive would undoubtedly be a disaster.

rash! I’m an elder of the Balermo Martial

hoping to escape unnoticed, but he had

sneered. With a flick of his finger, a silver needle shot forth like lightning, piercing

of blood trickled down from his brow, and

fell to their knees, trembling with fear and despair, their spirits

paid them no attention. He shifted his gaze to Jan Crane and other sect masters, his eyes filled with a chilling

his companions tensed up,

they would have no choice but to

claimed your life. I

and walked away, sparing their lives for now. It wasn’t an act of mercy but a recognition that Jan and his group must meet their end at the

triumphant, these traitors would face

departed, his cold figure left a lasting impression on those

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