"Huh?" Phineas covered his cheek with a hand, dumbfounded.…Meanwhile, inside a room in Estelle Hotel, Dahlia was lying strewn across the bed, nearly unconscious, her head heavy and her body weak.Matt stood next to her, grinning wickedly as he admired her voluptuous figure."Dahlia, I have to admit. You sure are a beauty." He tsked. "Your looks and figure are perfect. I've fucked countless women, but none were as charming as you. Naturally, I'm the perfect man for you. How dare Dustin Rhys try to claim you as his! But don't worry, you'll be mine after tonight."Sneering, Matt began to unbutton his shirt before remembering something. He pulled out his phone and panned the camera toward Dahlia."I nearly forgot to record our wonderful night. I promised Dustin that I'd send him a video of us making love. Men don't break promises." Matt grinned excitedly."You despicable, shameless bastard! I'll throw you to jail if you touch me!" Dahlia seethed feebly."If you don't mind others seeing
Bang!As the room door was kicked open, the lightbulbs in the room exploded simultaneously, shattering into pieces of glass, and an ominous chill blanketed the room."Who the fuck is it? Who's ruining my fun?" Matt spun around, scowling. He was unable to identify the person due to the sudden darkness in the room."Matt Laney, you have a death wish!" An icy voice growled as the shadow approached.The moonlight peeked through the window, and Matt saw the other person's face. It was Dustin!"It's you!" Matt's expression changed, and he hastily pulled out a handgun from the bedside drawer. He yelled, "You imbecile! I haven't paid you back for ruining my plans so many times, yet you approached me first!""Dustin? Hurry up … and go. Don't care about me …" Dahlia cried out weakly. When she saw Dustin, she thought she'd finally be saved, but she never expected that Matt would have a gun, so she instantly panicked."Weren't you talking so big, dipshit? Ha, you still have to admit defeat to our
"You fucker!" James got up and was about to spew insults when he realized that Dustin was already gone. "Damn it! That kid's lucky he got away, or I'd have taught him a lesson!""He can't run away forever! After doing something like this, I'll make sure he stays in jail for the rest of his life!" Florence gritted her teeth."That's right! You can't let him go!" Julie and the others quickly agreed. Dustin had gone too far!"Hmm …" Just then, Dahlia began to wake up."You're finally awake!" Florence lit up. "How do you feel?""What are all of you doing here, Mom?" Dahlia rubbed her aching temples, her memory was a mess."Lyra called and told us that you might be in danger, so we hurried here. Thank God we made it in time, or Dustin would have raped you!" Florence got angry again."Dustin?" Dahlia frowned, seeming to have recalled something. She asked, "Where is he?""Don't worry. We chased him away." Florence reassured Dahlia. "That's right. We called the police too. We'll catch that a
At the Laney villa, Phineas paced back and forth in the living room, looking extremely anxious. It was the break of dawn, but he hadn't slept a wink since he lost contact with Matt, who left at midnight. It was as if Matt had vanished into thin air. Phineas sent a group of bodyguards to search, but there was still no news of Matt, which told him that something was wrong.Suddenly, someone's car beeped at his door. He glanced outside and saw a black SUV parked outside. The car door opened, and a figure wrapped in a burlap sack was dumped out as the car drove away."Huh?" Confused, Phineas nodded to the bodyguards at the entrance, who quickly opened the sack to reveal a naked man with a swollen nose and bruised body."Dad …" The young man opened his eyes dazedly and cried out hoarsely. "Matt?" Phineas was flabbergasted. "W—what happened to you?""It was Dustin Rhys … H—he …" Matt burst into tears. No one knew what he'd been through last night. There had been many times when Matt wante
It was at that moment that Phineas felt pure terror. Who would have thought that the plain old man in front of him was the Executioner? Why had the Executioner visited them personally?"How dare you hit me!" His head spinning, Matt pulled himself up and roared. "You're dead! It's over for all of you! Men, finish them off!""Stop!" Phineas yelled before falling to his knees before the old man. He frantically begged. "Sir Albert, we don't know what we've done to incur your wrath, but please forgive us.""Have you gone crazy, Dad? Why are you groveling?" Matt was in disbelief. He didn't understand why his dad was begging the old man for forgiveness when they were on the winning side."What do you know, you moron! We can't afford to mess with them, so hurry up and kneel!" Phineas frantically signaled Matt."I'm not kneeling!" Matt looked around maniacally. "What do you mean we can't afford to mess with them? There are only three of them. We'll be able to drown them with just the piss of
"What?" Phineas froze, and he cried. "Sir Alfred, we did nothing to you. Why are you doing this?""It's true that I have nothing against you. However, you offended the young master in my family, so I cannot forgive you." Alfred looked at them calmly."T—that's impossible! We would never dare to do that!" Phineas suddenly froze. "The Rhys family? Rhys? Don't tell me … You're talking about Dustin Rhys?""Bingo. That's the eldest son of the Rhys family, Logan Rhys." Alfred smiled."L—Logan Rhys? The kirin? H—how is that possible?!" Phineas looked like he was about to have a heart attack at any time.He'd done his research before. Dustin was merely a pretty boy who depended on the Harmon family to get to where he was today. How could he possibly be Logan Rhys?Logan Rhys, the man who nearly brought on the war that could have destroyed a nation. The man who received the title of "Legendary Demon" a decade ago. No wonder the Executioner was here. It turned out that they had offended Logan R
In the morning, at the airport. Edwin and Tina waited in front of a Rolls-Royce Phantom. "Dad, we've already been waiting for two hours. Why isn't Joshua here yet?" Tina glanced around, looking anxious."It's normal for flights to be delayed. Let's wait it out a little longer." Edwin looked calm. Last night, he'd suddenly received a call from Joshua, saying he'd completed his refinement, which meant he was now the Hummer family's trump card. As they spoke, a young couple exited the airport. The man was handsome and dignified, giving off an air reminiscent of a sharp blade, making one unable to look him in the eye. The woman beside him was dressed in red and equally outstanding. She was beautiful, elegant, and looked powerful. "Dad, he's here!" Tina's eyes lit up with excitement. She'd been eagerly anticipating his return. "Josh, you're finally back!" Edwin approached him with a bright smile. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Dad." Joshua smiled and gestured to the woman beside him.
Divine-level martial artists, on the other hand, could manifest their energy externally and use it to harm or even murder others without anyone realizing it. Low-level martial artists weren't even in the same league as them. Even in Millsburg, where powerful martial artists converged, divine-level martial artists were existences to fear. It was no wonder Joshua had won the Grant family's favor—how could he not when he possessed such talent and potential? Which family wouldn't want to have something to do with him? "Dad, are divine-level martial artists truly that powerful? How will Joshua fare against Dustin?" Tina asked curiously. "Joshua can destroy that brat with a snap of his fingers!" Edwin said proudly. "That's great! Joshua, you have to teach him a good lesson on my behalf!" Tina said excitedly. "There's no hurry to deal with Dustin—he's a weakling that can be slaughtered at any time. What's more important now is that we have to give Joshua and Jade a proper welcome."
The battle between the Hall of Gods and Sacred Wrym Summit raged with unrelenting intensity. The Hall of Gods had made meticulous preparations for this invasion. Besides recruiting powerful martial artists from around the world, they also distributed valuable enhanced serums to everyone. To counter Sacred Wrym Summit's Stormcraft technique, they developed a special combat suit capable of resisting such attacks. Generally, a divine martial artist struck by Stormcraft would instantly lose their combat ability, but this special suit reduced the effectiveness of the attack by half. Even if struck, they could recover after a brief moment to continue fighting. The defensive capabilities of this gear were nearly flawless.In addition, their greatest strength was the sheer weight of their numbers. They had at least ten thousand people, including hired outlaws, under their command. During the siege, they were densely packed like a swarm of bees.In contrast, Sacred Wrym Summit had only
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 Manif
"Take a guess." Willard didn't answer. Instead, he took another sip from his flask.His cultivation had been sealed, but his strength came from the wine in his hand. The wine was refined with valuable herbs and contained dense spiritual energy, which he could absorb and convert into combat power.In short, every sip made him stronger. Even with his cultivation sealed, he could still execute powerful techniques."It's the wine, isn't it?" Garrett's gaze landed on the flask, and a quick realization set in. Willard drank before and after every attack, which hinted at something suspicious."Bingo. But no prize for you." Willard smirked and launched forward with a palm strike aimed at Garrett. Though his strength wasn't at its peak, the attack remained a deadly threat to the already injured Garrett."Mr. Styles, save me." Garrett knew he had no chance of blocking it and cried for help."Go to hell, traitor!" Hank saw the internal commotion unfold and threw a powerful punch at Willard
With a longsword in hand, Dustin plunged into the crowd like a tiger among sheep and cut down his enemies with brutal efficiency.Though he couldn't tap into his mystical energy, his physical strength far outstripped that of an average martial artist. His speed, power, reflexes, and combat skills crushed anyone in his path.Every swing of his blade was precise and targeted the enemy's vital spots with deadly accuracy, which left no room for defense.Under his relentless assault, the assassins were helpless. The air rang with their screams as bodies fell one after another.Unlike the tournament match, Dustin now unleashed his full power in this life-or-death fight. His attacks were becoming more brutal and relentless than ever."This kid's tougher than I thought." Hank frowned as he watched his men struggle.He hadn't expected Dustin to have such formidable combat prowess, even with his sealed cultivation. If an unmatched genius like Dustin couldn't be made an ally, he had to be e
"Step forward, and you're dead!" Facing the onslaught of desperate assassins, Dustin showed no mercy. With a swing of his long sword, a dazzling sword aura swept through the darkness like a crescent moon and briefly illuminated the night sky. The assassins only saw a flash of white light and instinctively stopped in their tracks. When the brilliance faded, those at the front stood frozen as if struck by a paralysis spell.A moment later, heads tumbled to the ground, like ripe fruit falling from a tree. The headless bodies stood upright for two seconds before collapsing, blood splattering everywhere.The gruesome sight shocked everyone. They exchanged uneasy glances and were hesitant to move forward. No one had anticipated Dustin's sword to be so fast that the fallen couldn't even defend themselves.The assassins who had just been killed were among the elites. Yet, none of them could block even a single strike. The difference in strength was clear."What are you standing aroun
The people who emerged from the fog wore masks that hid their faces, but each had the Hall of Gods emblem on their bodies. Among them was a small group led by Dustin.After sensing a battle nearby, Dustin had deliberately left his team behind to investigate alone. He hadn't expected another group to lead them out of the fog formation."What's going on? Why are there so many bodies scattered around?" "Looks like they ran into a strong enemy. Stay sharp, everyone!" The sight of scattered corpses put everyone on edge. Their eyes darted between Dustin and Aven."Dustin, what are you doing here alone?" The leader of the group recognized him immediately.The Hall of Gods had recruited several teams, each marked by different colored masks, with team leaders wearing a distinctive emblem."Hank?" Dustin narrowed his eyes as he recognized the voice. "What happened here?" Hank asked tentatively."I don't know. I just stepped out of the fog formation." Dustin shook his head."Really?"
Though Marcell was momentarily stunned, he still explained patiently, "This man is the guardian of the Forbidden Ground. If we kill him, we'll be able to take the treasure." He was gravely wounded and had to rely on Dustin to deal with Aven, so he needed to be persuasive."We can talk about the treasure later. Right now, it's time to settle some old scores." Dustin stretched out his hand, and the long sword on the ground shot up into his grasp."Settle old scores? What are you talking about?" Marcell blinked in confusion, especially when he saw the sword in Dustin's hand. A feeling of unease spread through him."You and that big guy planned to use me as bait. Then, you sent me into the fog to clear the way for you," Dustin said flatly. "Did you really think I didn't hear that? Since you want to harm me, don't blame me for being ruthless.""What… What are you going to do?" Marcell panicked. "We're both working for the Hall of Gods. There's no need for this kind of betrayal. If thi
When the black death energy entered his body, Aven felt as if his entire being was being ripped apart. The pain was unbearable, as though a swarm of venomous insects was gnawing at him from the inside. It wasn't just his body that suffered, but his soul was being torn apart as well."Curse you! Get out of my body!" he roared in fury as he tried to force the black death energy out of his system.The death energy seemed to have burrowed deep into his bones. It was invasive and siphoned away his life force with every passing second. Even his internal energy was being drained to feed it. If this continued, he would be completely drained in less than three minutes."Won't leave, huh? Fine. We'll die together!" Aven's anger boiled over, and he went all out in his attack.He raised his hand, and dozens of Divine Talismans shot into the air to form a formation above his head. As it spun, a massive black thundercloud began to take shape. Lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled with terrifyin
The once frail Marcell began to undergo a rapid transformation. His muscles and bones grew at an astonishing pace. In the blink of an eye, his height jumped from five feet three inches to nearly six feet, and he kept growing.His once skeletal frame rapidly filled with dense muscle, and his skin stretched taut as if it might tear. His hunched back straightened, and his entire frame became incredibly imposing.Within just a few seconds, Marcell had transformed into a completely different person. Standing close to six feet five inches, his muscles bulged, his eyes burned with bloodlust, and he radiated a terrifying presence. If he had once been a frail wildcat, now he was a ruthless tiger.At that instant, Marcell was surrounded by swirling dark energy. His face twisted into a menacing and bloodthirsty expression. He looked like a demon straight out of hell."It is so delicious." Marcell licked his lips after absorbing the surrounding death energy and resentment.The Soul Abyss Tech