Chapter 970 Munir's expression darkened as he watched the last remnants of his Sovereign Celestial Manifestation dissolve into the night sky. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life. As an early stage Supreme of Martial Arts, he commanded strength that placed him above ordinary Sovereign-level practitioners. Even among the Rudge Mafia, he was a respected figure whose authority few dared to challenge. Yet, standing before Felix, he felt as though all his strength had become meaningless. The young man had shattered their coordinated attacks, repelled their celestial manifestations, and remained completely unharmed. Worse still, Felix had accomplished all of this while deliberately concealing his true strength. Munir clenched his axe until his knuckles turned pale. No! I refuse to believe that someone at the Supreme Level can defeat me so easily! His gaze settled on Felix, who stood in the middle of the damaged street with his hands relaxed at his sides. There was

Chapter 972 Munir's black axe was torn from his hand, spinning through the air as he flew across the street. He crashed into the pavement several dozen metres away, sending broken stones scattering in every direction. A cloud of dust swallowed his figure. For a moment, the street fell silent. "Everyone! Prepare the Blood Calamity Augmentation!" The moment those words left his mouth, the expressions of the nine practitioners changed. They had been waiting for Munir to issue that command, but none of them had wanted to resort to the technique so early. The Blood Calamity Augmentation was not an ordinary martial skill. It required special blood pearls that the Rudge Mafia reserved for desperate situations. One after another, the nine practitioners retrieved the circular pearls from their pockets and crushed them against their chests. Crack! Crack! Crack! Malicious blood red light erupted from the shattered objects and poured into their bodies. Their muscles convulsed as th

Chapter 974 The entire street had fallen into an eerie silence. Munir stood frozen in his monstrous form, his enormous axe raised above his head. His blood-red wings remained spread behind him, and the crimson Martial Runes covering his body continued to glow. Yet, despite the tremendous power flowing through him, he could not move a single muscle. It was not just Munir. The nine Sovereign level practitioners who had performed the Blood Calamity Augmentation were equally immobilised. Even the wounded Sovereign and Emperor level members of the Rudge Mafia lying across the street found themselves unable to move. Every single member of the organisation had been caught within the invisible pressure that descended upon the area. Their eyes moved desperately, searching for an explanation, but none of them could understand what was happening. Munir was the most terrified. He struggled with everything he had. The monstrous muscles of his transformed body tightened, and the crimson

Chapter 976 The instant Felix vanished from the street where he had annihilated Munir and his men, space shifted around him. In the blink of an eye, he appeared high above a magnificent castle whose sheer size rivalled that of a small city. The castle stood at the centre of an enormous compound, its towering walls enclosing an area so vast that three additional castles of the same size could have been constructed within it without making the grounds feel crowded. Towering watchtowers stood at strategic intervals along the perimeter, while imposing stone walls surrounded the compound. Enormous banners bearing the insignia of the Rudge Mafia fluttered from the towers, their dark-red emblems visible from a considerable distance. The entire place radiated an atmosphere of authority and menace. However, the castle's magnificent appearance concealed the brutality of the organisation that occupied it. The compound was packed with martial artists. From the main courtyard to the tr

Chapter 978 The enormous courtyard had fallen into chaos. Dust drifted through the air, broken weapons littered the fractured ground, and the once disciplined ranks of the Rudge Mafia's Emperor level army had been reduced to devastation. The terrifying scene was a direct consequence of a young man who had barely moved from the spot where he had landed. Felix stood amid the destruction with his hands behind his back, his expression as calm as ever. Above him, the five Supreme level martial artists remained on the balcony, staring at him as though they were looking at a monster disguised as a human being. Greg's face had lost its earlier arrogance. His lips trembled slightly, and the scar running across his face appeared even more prominent against his pale complexion. He had witnessed countless battles throughout his time with the Rudge Mafia, but he had never seen anyone eliminate so many Emperor level practitioners with such effortless movements. The worst part was that Feli