An Understated Dominance By Marina Vittori

“Even Master Howler is here. It looks like we’ll be leaving empty-handed.” “Plans don’t always unfold the way we want.” “I thought we could forge ahead, but now it appears surrendering is our only option.” Everyone shook their heads and let out collective sighs. Damien’s reputation preceded him as one of the top elite in […]

In the Drakes Dominion Order sect, Tobias Blackwell, a senior in a green robe, snorted disdainfully. As an elder within the sect, he was halfway to becoming a grandmaster. With a formidable background and impressive combat prowess, he could even match with a grandmaster martial artist. “Mr. Blackwell is right. None of you even deserve

“Save your breath. None of you will be leaving with any treasures from here!” The taunting words echoed, followed by laughter. A horde of martial artists streamed in, swiftly sealing off the exit. Among these martial artists, two distinct factions emerged – the elites of the Drakes Dominion Order and the Frostwing Sect. Notably, familiar

Jackson believed that receiving something for free was a generous offer in itself, and anticipating more seemed ungrateful. “Let’s hope things stay that way,” Grace responded indifferently. Sophia’s insatiable greed irked Grace. She understood that some people are never satisfied-the more you give, the more they want. “Let’s forget about it. If she doesn’t want

Grace held the Spirit Core in her hands, and her face lit up with joy. As she looked at it, a small white snake swam within the Spirit Core. On closer inspection, the snake had dual horns on its head and razor-sharp claws on its belly-a clear sign of a dragon’s transformation. It was this

Dustin pondered whether a mysterious element lurked at the depths of the Soul Elixir pool. “Everyone, please step back,” he exclaimed without an explanation. As he approached the spiritual pool, he extended his palm toward the center and firmly grasped it. Instantaneously, the liquid in the entire pool began to tremble and swiftly rotate. In

“Soul Elixir? Is this the real deal? Oh my god!” Jackson couldn’t contain his excitement as he danced around. Initially puzzled, the people around him soon caught on, their faces lighting up with joy. Emotions soared, and one by one, they dropped the jewels they held, rushing toward the pool to eagerly consume the Soul

After everyone finished plundering the treasures from the coffin, Grace’s envoy team carefully combed through the tomb again. However, their efforts yielded nothing. “Ms. Linsor, we’ve searched the entire tomb. We couldn’t find any hidden mechanisms or secret compartments,” the leader of the envoy team reported. “None?” Grace frowned slightly, shifting her gaze to the

Unlike the joyful ambiance surrounding her, Grace wore a somber expression. She furrowed her brow, and her eyes revealed disappointment. When she discovered that the Celestial Eye had picked up on something, excitement surged through her. She thought the Dracan essence would probably be hidden in the underwater palace. However, after an extensive search, both

“Huh?” Everyone stood in shock, their eyes fixed on the shattered bronze door. Mouths hang open, faces reflecting pure disbelief. They never imagined that the supposedly indestructible bronze door, resistant even to explosives, could be obliterated by a single punch from Dustin. There were no flashy moves, no grand display of power-just a simple, direct