My single palm strike sent countless Grandmasters flying like broken kites, scattering them in every direction.
I stood there with a freezing expression, my body wrapped in thick killing intent.
Nobody dared say a word, and those who'd stayed neutral before gave up any thoughts of fighting.
The strength gap was too massive. They had zero chance of winning.
The many Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters looked pale, hints of regret showing on their faces.
If they'd known better, they wouldn't have messed with me!
Now the barrier trapped them, and even if they wanted to run, there was no escape! They were stuck between a rock and a hard place!
"Let's take him down together!" Cox Johansson yelled desperately.
But this time, nobody followed his orders.
"Mr. Raymond, we're ready to drop out of the fight for the Divine Medicine. Could you please let us live?" someone suddenly said.
