An Understated Dominance

The phantom moved with incredible speed. Wherever it passed, the ground froze, and the air seemed to solidify. Within a ten-yard radius, everything felt trapped in a unique space where objects appeared frozen.

George suddenly felt a chill and a sense of impending danger. He didn’t dare to be reckless and immediately gathered all his energy to punch the phantom.

His punch struck out with the force of thunder, which was incredibly fast. As soon as his fist struck out, a red fist shadow as hot as a flame shot out and hit the phantom.

Contrary to George’s expectations, the red fist shadow didn’t hit the phantom. Instead, it passed through without resistance, as if hitting thin air.

“Huh?” His eyes widened in surprise. He had never encountered such a strange technique that could disregard his energy. What on earth was that phantom?

George shook his shoulders, and his muscles tensed instantly. A red glow enveloped his tanned skin and formed a protective layer.

With his physical strength, no one could harm him unless he faced Dragonmarsh’s ultimate grandmaster.

A cold wind swept by, and the phantom passed through George the moment it touched him.

“Ah!” George shuddered as if struck by lightning and let out a painful howl. His hands trembled, sweat poured down his face, and his tanned complexion turned an eerie pale.

“What… What kind of technique are you using? How can it hurt me?” He panted heavily, feeling both anger and shock.

Suddenly, a splitting headache hit him as if thousands of needles were stabbing into his brain. The pain wasn’t physical but came from deep within his soul. It was intolerable.

“Hehe… Giant, weren’t you so arrogant earlier? How does it feel now? Does the Phantom Reaper technique taste bad?” Jermaine sneered with a deathly stare.

The Phantom Reaper technique was his trump card. He initially wanted to save it for his final match to catch his opponent off guard.

But now, he had to use it earlier than planned. So, he took this chance to make a name for himself.

“I’ll kill you!” George roared. He endured the pain as he struggled to stand and charged at Jermaine.

“You’re digging your own grave!” Jermaine scoffed. He formed a hand seal and pointed at George.

The phantom transformed into a silent gust of wind. It charged toward George and passed through his body.

George’s knees buckled the next moment, and he collapsed. His head throbbed as he sweated profusely and gasped for breath.

“Ah! My head feels like it’s going to explode!” George clutched his head and cried out in agony.

His body started to tremble uncontrollably from the pain. Despite his formidable physical strength, he couldn’t withstand this soul-piercing attack.

“Good! Keep it up! Finish off that giant!

“As expected of the chief senior disciple of the Soultech Union, you are truly amazing.”

“Is this the Phantom Reaper technique? It’s truly terrifying!”

Upon seeing George kneeling on the ground and writhing in pain, the spectators watched with a mix of astonishment and awe.

Initially, they hadn’t thought much of Jermaine, especially after George had eaten his dark steel sword. They felt Jermaine’s winning chances were slim.

But once he unleashed the Phantom Reaper technique, everything changed. The tide of the battle had turned entirely.

The once fierce and unstoppable George was now utterly defeated by Jermaine’s Phantom Reaper technique and didn’t have the chance to retaliate.

The spectators witnessed the power of this technique firsthand, so they expected the Soultech Union to make a comeback after 200 years.

“The Phantom Reaper technique is truly extraordinary. To see a mere halfway to becoming a grandmaster can beat a grandmaster with impenetrable skin is extremely rare in the martial world.” Alloy narrowed his eyes in contemplation.

If they could obtain the method for practicing the Phantom Reaper technique, they might be able to cultivate a group of powerful fighters for the Celestial Alliance. These fighters could potentially defeat opponents beyond their level.

“Why? Are you interested in the Soultech Union’s secret technique?” Cyrus glanced at him and mocked.

He continued, “Others had the same idea as you 200 years ago. They even managed to steal the Phantom Reaper technique. But guess what? No one has succeeded in mastering it till now.”

“Why not?” Alloy asked.

“Hmph! Why should I tell you?” Cyrus sneered.

Alloy’s eyes twitched in annoyance.

“Because the Phantom Reaper technique is based on an inherited tradition that cannot be explained in words,” Kaden said calmly.

He added, “Without the inherited memory and exceptional talent, nobody can succeed in mastering it, even with the method. Over a hundred experts have lost their minds trying to learn it. Some died, others went mad. In the end, no one dared to try again.”

“I see.” Alloy nodded. He had heard of the Phantom Reaper technique but didn’t understand it. After Kaden’s explanation, he realized how complicated it was.

A powerful secret technique lost for 200 years was clearly beyond ordinary reach.