Chapter 1572

Xayne's voice reverberated like a thunderclap, making the entire Hwark family mansion tremble. An aura of invincibility instantly filled the hall.

Everyone watched as a young man in a blue and gold dragon-patterned battle robe bearing the golden national emblem of Drakonia and combat boots strode in from the front door. His face was cold, and his gaze fierce, exuding an aura of death. Following closely behind him was just one person.

Trent, along with Jaden, Lennox, and Damian, all turned to look at the imposing figure entering the room. His presence was overwhelming.

The three brothers were all powerful figures in the midwest region of the country, each with considerable strength. They had all reached the late stage of a Kickboxing Grandmaster, equivalent to a Grandmaster Warrior in the military system.

Yet, at this moment, they all felt immense pressure from Xayne. This soul-crushing pressure left them momentarily stunned and blank-minded.

By the time they recovered, Xayne was a