An Understated Dominance - Chapter 2435
After facing the elite fighters of the Hall of Gods, Arion vanished in a flash. When he reappeared, he was hovering above the Sacred Wrym Summit, an area that was forbidden.
The scene below was horrifying. Bodies were scattered everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers. All members of the Hall of Gods, including Hank, lay motionless on the ground.
Dustin and Willard were covered in blood and radiated a fierce determination. They had fought hard and managed to protect the Sacred Wrym Summit from the Hall of Gods’ attempt to destroy the Dracan force.
Suddenly, Dustin felt something and looked up. Through the mist and shadows, he saw Arion hovering above. Arion smiled faintly and nodded at Dustin before vanishing again.
In just a few seconds, Arion crossed several mountains and arrived above the grand hall of the Sacred Wrym Summit. Below, the disciples were still engaged in a fierce battle against the elite fighters of the Hall of Gods.
Despite being outnumbered, the Hall of Gods had not broken through their defenses. Kaden, the new sage, stood firm, while Oron led a charge with several other skilled martial artists.
After observing for a moment, Arion quickly made a hand gesture and pointed downward.
A huge enchantment circle appeared, stretching over half a mile and covering the entire hall. It spun and pressed down with incredible force, crashing into the enemies below like a mountain falling from the sky.
One by one, the elite fighters of the Hall of Gods fell to the ground, unable to move.
With that single strike, Arion took down nearly 90% of the enemy forces. The few survivors were quickly overwhelmed by a counterattack from the disciples of Sacred Wrym.
Before Arion stepped onto the battlefield, the fight was fierce, with both sides struggling to gain an advantage. But once he joined in, everything changed in an instant.
To Arion, the Hall of Gods’ elaborate plan felt like a joke. He believed that when faced with his immense power, any strategy was destined to fail.
After defeating all the invaders, Arion disappeared without a trace. However, many martial artists from Dragonmarsh had witnessed his incredible abilities.
Not far from Sacred Wrym Summit, three important figures met in a tavern: Alloy from the Celestial Alliance, Cyrus from the Sword Union, and Penelope from the Mystic Arts Order. They had heard rumors about the Hall of Gods’ invasion plans. Instead of leaving, they decided to stay close and watch what happened.
The Hall of Gods had gathered the best fighters from around the world, confident they would succeed. They believed that even if they couldn’t defeat Arion, they could at least injure him or force him to fight seriously.
But the reality was very different.
Throughout the battle, Arion played with his opponents like a cat with a mouse. His Papercraft Clone alone was enough to crush the Hall of Gods’ top fighters. When he finally decided to take control, the fight turned into a one-sided slaughter.
Alloy, Cyrus, and Penelope felt a mix of emotions as they reflected on what they had just seen. Arion’s power far exceeded their expectations.
After a moment of silence, Alloy sighed softly. “I wasn’t sure before, but now it’s clear—Arion has truly reached the legendary realm.”
The terrestrial immortal was the highest level one could hope to achieve, but it seemed impossible—something they could only dream of.
For thousands of years, many experts had aimed for this level, yet…
only five people had ever succeeded in facing a terrestrial immortal. Their stories were only found in old history books, with no one alive to confirm them.
But Arion was different. He was real, and the earlier battle proved that.
“A terrestrial immortal…” Cyrus said quietly, his face filled with despair. “It’s clear that people like us can’t compete with that.”
Cyrus used to be arrogant and even challenged Arion before. After losing, he didn’t learn much from the experience. But seeing Arion’s incredible strength firsthand made him realize how small he truly was. The difference between them felt as vast as a drop of water in the ocean. He finally understood that only a terrestrial immortal could easily defeat an ultimate grandmaster.
“Today showed us one thing: never cross Sacred Wrym Summit. That old beast alone could destroy our entire guild,” Penelope said, shaking her head.
What they thought would be a grand event turned into a one-sided slaughter. It was unlikely that the Hall of Gods would challenge Sacred Wrym Summit for at least a hundred years after this.
Whether Arion would leave Sacred Wrym Summit to pursue the Hall of Gods elsewhere was another question. That would depend on his mood. If he chose to act, it wouldn’t take long for the Hall of Gods to be wiped out.
As the night went on, the Dragonmarsh government arrived with military forces to find chaos everywhere. Members of the Hall of Gods were either dead or badly hurt, and the few who survived were taken into custody.
Not wanting to deal with the aftermath, Sacred Wrym Summit handed all the prisoners over to the military.
While the conspiracy had aimed at Sacred Wrym Summit, from an official perspective,
It was seen as a conflict between nations. The leaders viewed it as a chance to negotiate better deals for their country.
This time, the Hall of Gods faced a heavy defeat. They lost both their forces and their reputation.