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The All-Powerful William Miller 247: The Fight isn't Over
The dust caused by the collision of the supreme techniques was so terrible that it covered the entire arena, making it impossible for the spectators to see through the outcome.William, who was inside the platform when the thing happened, let out a low grunt as the aftermath blew away the piece of paper in his hand. He lifted his head and looked straight through the thick dust to see the aftermath. Who was left standing? No one. The two practitioners were both on their knees, panting uncontrollably, their bodies soaked in blood as their clothes had turned into nothing but pieces of rag. The only one who was left unscathed in the platform was William who whispered lazily to himself, "Just as I predicted"Shane's body was covered with wounds, especially his face, and they appeared not to be healing.The wounds were emitting dark smoke, evidence of the effect of the General's supreme technique.Even the General was not left behind. Part of his body was covered in silver needles and
The All-Powerful William Miller 248: The Fall Of A Half-Step
Seeing that William wasn't scared or begging to live infuriated General Jacob and the darkness around him swerved even more dangerously. This supreme technique was the ultimate when his spiritual energy was full and even more dangerous than what he had unleashed before.This one carried a force that was capable of consuming anything on its path.Today, these two must surely die at his hands.Only then will his heart be at rest.Soon enough, his body had become covered in darkness and he had become one with the technique, making his figure barely visible.If anyone could see this, they would know that this move was more chaotic than the first.This was simply terrifying."Die for me!"Jacob stamped his feet on the ground, crushing the block of marble beneath him into powder.Like a truck that had lost control, his body shot forward at extreme speed, and his fist was stretched forward in the direction of William, who wasn't looking.One punch. Just one punch and there would be nothing
The All-Powerful William Miller 249: The Rise Of Chaos
There was an ultimate silence in the arena as everyone rose to their feet and looked down to see the body of the General among the pieces of scattered marble. They couldn't tell if he was alive or dead, but they could clearly see who the victor was. Shane was the only one left standing, this could only mean that his technique was truly greater than that of General Jacob. The spectators couldn't believe their eyes but this was real. "Hmm, truthfully I had put my faith in General Jacob. With his experience on the battlefield, I believed he had the upper hand," Sect Master Han Zhaoyun lamented in a low tone, and the disappointment in his eyes was visible. How a General had been ruined? They had come here to watch him execute another practitioner who was brazen enough to offend his family but the opposite had happened. The Eastern Practitioner adjusted the straw hat above his head and laughed gently to say, "Our Eastern techniques will always take the upper hand. You really underes
The All-Powerful William Miller 250: A Master In Disguise
Meanwhile outside the arena was an even greater chaos as the news of the fall of General Jacob reached the ears of everyone.This was definitely not the outcome that anyone wanted except for Amelia Sinclair and her Father, Edward, who were also outside the arena.Their Sinclair invitation card had been revoked so they couldn't get entry into the place even with the practitioners they had with them.They could only watch from a screen mounted outside but unfortunately, the cameras inside had been destroyed when the two half-step unleashed their supreme technique against the other.Amelia had been left restless and over the edge when this happened.Even every other spectator outside was left in suspense and even tried to break their way into the arena to see the outcome of the fight.This had left Amelia worried to the bones and even Edward couldn't pacify her. She was scared of what could happen if the practitioner she hired had lost. That would really cause the death of the good doc
The All-Powerful William Miller 251: The Unwanted Assistant
William stood still for a moment longer, taking in the aftermath of his encounter with the other Grandmaster. He hadn't expected to meet someone of that caliber, especially not in a place like New Spring. His mind was still reeling from the surprise. The sudden shock of a hidden Grandmaster having the audacity to challenge him had almost thrown him off balance. But it was the way she concealed her cultivation energy just as he did that had left him unnerved. Had she been more aggressive, had she attacked without warning, he might not have been quick enough to defend himself. It was one of those things that made him pause and reconsider everything. Was he really as invincible as he thought he was? Even as a Grandmaster, he knew there were always those who could catch him off guard.It was the constant underestimation from others that kept him on his toes. They never expected him to be anything until they were lying defeated on the ground, regretting their arrogance.A slow breat
The All-Powerful William Miller 252: The Generals
The air inside the Snow family’s gathering hall was thick with anticipation. Dozens of martial arts practitioners, elders, and advisors sat in grim silence while Mark Snow stood at the head of the gathering, his expression cold.The defeat of General Jacob by the other half-step had left the Snow family in shambles. The humiliation of their greatest warrior had burned through the very core of their pride. Now, Mark had become a madman; no longer would they fight a battle for dignity. This time, it would be total annihilation for anyone who stood in their way. “The Sinclair family must be removed from New Spring,” Mark declared, his voice firm. “This is not just about revenge for my brother. This is about our place in this city. If we let this stand, we will be seen as weak, and others will come for us”A murmur of agreement rippled through the room. The assembled practitioners were the Snow family's strongest, true full MastersMark's tone darkened as he spoke, the weight of his
The All-Powerful William Miller 252: The Big Truth
Elsewhere in the Wilson family estate, Harry Snow sat alone in Tracey's private study, his eyes scanning over a pile of documents. His mind whirling with thoughts of revenge.The Snow family had been humiliated too many times, and today, his Uncle was disgracefully defeated. He had come to the Wilson Villa to try and take his mind off the matter Harry knew he never cared about Tracey beyond the prospect of using her. He had gotten close to her not out of love, but to extract every shred of knowledge she possessed about the mysterious benefactor who had turned her family into something significant in New Spring.His family suspected that it was this very force that was behind Quantumleap. His phone buzzed, breaking the silence of the room. Harry hesitated with a groan before picking up. He didn’t recognize the number but guessed it could be one of his family members, maybe his sister, who was calling to ask for forgiveness. “Hello?” “Mr. Snow,” came the calm, authoritative voi
The All-Powerful William Miller 254: The Mysterious Force
Mark Snow sat at the head of a long mahogany table, surrounded by the members of the Snow family. To his right, his wife, Cecilia Snow, sat with an unreadable expression. The rest of the family members sat stiffly, some whispering amongst themselves, others staring at Mark, waiting for him to speak.Finally, he did.“We’ve suffered humiliation today.” His voice was low. “General Jacob was supposed to destroy that damn William Miller, but instead, he was defeated. Worse, he has no memory, no cultivation, and no future anymore”A few murmurs traveled through the table. None of them had dared to put it so bluntly, but the truth was undeniable. Jacob was finished.Mark’s jaw tightened as he continued. “But this is not the end. We have allies, and now I’ve already secured the support of the Generals from the border"That statement seemed to bring a glimmer of hope to some of the elders who nodded. “And what about Harry?” Cecilia suddenly asked. Mark glanced at her. He knew his wife’
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266: The Last Snow
A heavy steel door creaked open, followed by the slow sound of wheels rolling across the floor.The dim bulb overhead the room flickered. Harry Snow wheeled himself inside, his expression void of emotion.At the center of the room sat Tracey Wilson, tied securely to a chair, her wrists and ankles bound tightly.Her once high-class clothes were crumpled, her hair tangled, and her face was marked with dried tears.The moment she saw Harry, muffled groans came from her throat as she chewed against the restraints over her mouth. Her body trembled. Harry watched her struggle. Then, without a word, he leaned forward and yanked the gag loose."Help! Help me! Something please, you have to help me! "Her scream echoed in the small room, filled with desperation.Harry didn’t even flinch. Instead, he calmly raised a gun, pointing the barrel straight at her forehead. His voice was low, almost as if he was bored."If you keep screaming like a mad dog, then I’ll put you down like one"Tracey
265: I KNOW WHO YOU ARE
Elizabeth's loud voice rang out as she threw accusations in William’s direction.“You still refuse to admit it, don’t you?!” she spat out disdainfully, her eyes red with fury, “What did you do to my daughter, William? Where is my Tracey?”Natalie stood beside her, shaking, “I knew it! You're good for nothing trash picking Bastard; you're a monster! First my lovely niece, Anna, now Tracey! Are you so twisted that you’d hurt the women in our family just because we don't want to give you money?”Peter took a threatening step forward but was still scared of William, “You better hurry up and start talking before we make you talk!”The Wilsons all appeared to have their own versions of what had happened, none of them appear to even be considering that William himself was still piecing the truth together.But William. He wasn’t interested in their nonsense.His mind was working through the facts, trying to understand what Harry was up to.Harry Snow was after something. He always had been.
264: The ex-son-in-law
William Miller stepped out of his car and faced the grand entrance of the Wilson residence. The towering gates, the stone pathway, and the excess decorations all remained the same, but everything about this place now felt distant, like a chapter he had closed. As he stood there, something unexpected stirred within him. Memories flooded back to the early days of his marriage when Tracey had treated him with at least some warmth. Anna, too, had once been kind, often sneaking him food when her mother and aunt deliberately starved him. But those days had vanished, replaced by ridicule, humiliation, and, ultimately, betrayal. Tracey had chosen another man over him; a man who obviously didn’t love her but merely sought to use her. Yet, she was too blinded by wealth to see it. William exhaled sharply, his gaze turning cold. Pushing open the doors, he walked in. The moment Elizabeth Wilson laid eyes on him, her expression twisted into one of disgust. Sitting on a luxurious couc
263: They're Gone
Amelia stepped out of her sleek Rolls-royce Phantom and took in the grand sight of the Sinclair Mansion. It had not been a while since she’d come home, but tonight, the place seemed more alive than usual. The warm glow of the chandeliers illuminated the entrance, and as she made her way inside, she was immediately greeted by the familiar voice of her sister . "You're finally back!" Anna rushed forward, excitement in her eyes. Without wasting a second, she grinned mischievously "Did you come to tell me about brother-in-law? Dad told me already"Amelia's steps faltered, and she shot her younger sister a glare, "Anna, how many times do I have to tell you? Stop calling him that""But why?" Anna crossed her arms stubbornly "Aren’t you going to marry him in the future?"Amelia opened her mouth to respond but found herself at a loss for words. Marry William? She had never really put thought into it. What started as a pretend relationship to keep her family off her back had somehow shi
262: A Desperate Call For Help
Harry Snow sat motionless in his wheelchair, his fingers trembling against his phone screen, scrolling through his contact list. He had to be wrong. There had to be a way out of this. Someone had to help him.His first call went to an old family connection, someone his father had worked with in the past. The line rang twice before a familiar voice answered."Harry? How are you—""I need your help," Harry cut in, his voice low but firm. "My family… they’re gone. Something happened, and I need—""Stop right there." The man's tone turned sharp. "Don't ever call me again. Do you have any idea what kind of force wiped out your family? If I even speak to you for too long, my own family could be next"Harry’s stomach twisted, "You—You can’t be serious. You—""Forget that I exist, Harry"The call ended.Harry gritted his teeth, anger pushing past his fear. He dialed another number, a man even more powerful, one who had shared drinks with his father at lavish parties.This time, the momen
261: Borrowed Time
A sharp pain went through Harry Snow’s head as he slowly opened his eyes. His head throbbed, and when he tried to move, a tight bandage around his forehead reminded him of his injuries.He turned his head slightly, only to see Tracey Wilson seated beside the bed, her expression filled with worrisome concern. She noticed his movement and leaned forward in excitement. "You're awake," Her voice was soft with a hint of relief, "What happened to you? I found you unconscious in my study. There was no one around to help me take you to the hospital, so I did what I could"Harry barely acknowledged her words. His mind was still sluggish, but one thought clawed its way through the fog of his mind, his family. Ignoring the dizziness that came with his sudden movement, he reached for his phone on the nightstand and quickly dialed his father’s number.No response.He redialed. The call rang and rang before switching to voicemail.Frowning, he tried his mother next.Same result. Then his unc
260: He is my Brother
Meanwhile, Evelyn sat in her dimly lit room, her fingers nervously tapping against the edge of her laptop. With a deep breath, she pressed the button to connect to the video call. The screen flickered momentarily before the familiar, haggard face of Old Master Miller appeared. His eyes were clouded with anger. "Why haven't you returned home, Evelyn?" His voice was sharp, almost accusing, the calm demeanor he once held now gone, "You’ve ignored my orders, and now you're putting yourself at risk. I gave you clear instructions!"Evelyn’s heart sank, the weight of his anger pressing down on her. "Grandfather, I didn’t ignore you. I just... I had to make sure William was safe. I couldn’t leave until I knew he was alright""You should have come back immediately!" Old Master Miller interrupted, his voice filled with frustration. "You’re not trained for this, Evelyn. You’ve been far too close to all of this, and now you’re playing with fire "Evelyn clenched her fists, her eyes narrowing
259: Where Is Harry Snow?
He took a step forward, his voice calm but filled with authority. “Tell me where Harry Snow is.”The room fell into a deeper silence.. The Snow family members exchanged glances, their eyes filled with fear and defiance. None of them dared to meet William’s gaze, and the cold weight of their silence was deafening. It was clear they had already chosen their path. They would never reveal the location of Harry, no matter the cost.William's expression remained stoic, but he repeated the question, his voice firmer this time. “Where is Harry Snow?”For a long moment, there was no response. Not a word. Not a whisper.And then, one by one, the Snow family members bowed their heads in unison, lowering themselves to the floor. It was a gesture of submissionbut one filled with absolute resolve. They had chosen to die rather than betray their heir.“We would rather die than reveal his location,” one of the elders said quietly, his voice trembling with both fear and pride.William’s eyes narrowe
258: The Commander General
The tense atmosphere in the grand chamber of the Snow villa grew even heavier as Mark Snow, still reeling from the financial devastation William had just described, began to bark orders at the Border Generals. His eyes were wild with panic, his mind grasping for any thread of hope.“Kill him! Don’t just stand there!” Mark shouted, his voice sharp with desperation.The Border Generals, who had been silent until now, exchanged brief, unreadable glances. Their stoic expressions remained unmoved, yet there was an unmistakable hesitation in their demeanor. They were seasoned warriors, accustomed to life-or-death situations, but something in William’s calm, controlled presence had thrown them off balance.William stood at the center of the room, his hands resting behind him. His eyes, dark and unyielding, never left Mark Snow’s face.But before the situation could escalate any further, the door to the chamber flew open with a sudden, thunderous crash.All heads turned in unison as a tal
