Chapter 120: Crushed!

Brian Dove, at Peak Core Realm, finally stepped onto the field. He gripped a gleaming sword, eyes ice-cold, murder rolling off him in waves. He carried the momentum of a juggernaut, as if he could cut through anything in his path. His gaze, snake-venom sharp, locked onto Dante Easton, whom he had just driven back. "You slaughtered over a hundred from my Crest Sect. If you don't die, how are their souls supposed to rest?" "Tonight, I'll wash their graves with your blood!" His wrist twisted. The...