Chapter 391: Chapter 391 - Mercy Rejected
The golden tower crumbled to dust before my overwhelming power.
All spiritual energy scattered like a gentle wind, disappearing into nothingness.
Mr. Adams’s expression turned ghastly! His eyes filled with complete disbelief!
"How...how can this be!" Mr. Adams spoke between clenched teeth.
Based on this technique’s design, as long as my cultivation level stayed beneath theirs, it should be utterly impossible to shatter it by force!
This was also one of their ace moves!
Yet now, I had destroyed this golden tower with just a few strikes!
"If that’s your best card, I’m afraid you won’t be leaving today." I smiled, showing my white teeth.
"Presumptuous! A mere Grandmaster dares to speak such arrogant words!" A Peak Form Grandmaster roared furiously.
I stared at him coldly, then suddenly materialized before him in the next instant!
"Heavy Falling Space!"
With this technique active, the Peak Form Grandmaster had no escape route! He could only engage me in direct combat!
But how powerful was my physical form? Forget a Peak Form Grandmaster—even a Marquis-level body might struggle to match mine!
"Bang!"
Under my devastating strike, this Grandmaster couldn’t endure it.
My fist punched clean through his chest, nearly destroying his bloody organs!
Before he could react, I had already lifted my hand and pressed it against his skull!
"Heaven Swallowing Skill!"
As the technique activated, the meridians and cultivation methods within my body began circulating!
All his inner strength was forcefully drawn into my body, and a mighty Grandmaster died instantly!
Witnessing his nearly mummified corpse, Mr. Adams and the others were horrified!
"This is bad! Fall back!" Mr. Adams bellowed!
Both of them didn’t hesitate—they spun around and began fleeing.
Strike with full force at first, then weaken, and finally exhaust completely.
Right now, I was brimming with battle fervor, while Mr. Adams and his ally had already lost their nerve.
In such conditions, they lacked fighting spirit, and their power was severely diminished!
"Think you can get away?" I squinted my eyes, activated the Shrinking Ground Into An Inch technique, and immediately gave chase!
"Mr. Adams, I’ll stall him—you go for backup!" Mr. Adams’s partner shouted.
But Mr. Adams didn’t look back, having completely lost his courage.
The Grandmaster gritted his teeth and suddenly stamped his foot, making the space before me warp!
Then, my body seemed trapped within another dimension!
"Hm?" I raised my eyebrows and couldn’t help but scoff.
I had encountered this technique before—it was the spatial magic Thor Suzanne had employed!
"You think your technique can still stop me?" I sneered.
"This technique uses gentleness to overcome force. No matter how fierce your punch, it gets absorbed by this soft power. Mason Raymond, you..."
"Boom!"
Before he finished talking, my golden fist crashed into the barrier!
Under this tremendous force, this space actually began fracturing!
"Who said you can only use softness to beat strength? When the power’s strong enough, any gentle force becomes worthless." I mocked.
"How...how can it be!" The Grandmaster stared in shock.
I had no time for more chatter. I immediately moved forward and raised my hand to use Heaven Swallowing Skill!
After finishing him off, I used the Shrinking Ground Into An Inch technique once more, racing toward where Mr. Adams had fled.
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As a Peak Form Grandmaster, Mr. Adams’s speed was naturally swift.
Though less than five minutes had passed, Mr. Adams had already escaped several kilometers away.
Running at maximum speed drained much of his inner strength.
Additionally, Mr. Adams was already severely wounded, so at this moment, he was worn out and had collapsed in a forest, appearing lifeless.
"He shouldn’t have followed me." Mr. Adams thought privately.
He wiped sweat from his brow and ground his teeth, saying, "Something’s off about Mason Raymond. He can’t be judged by normal standards, and I must notify Mr. Sean immediately..."
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"You’re pretty devoted, still thinking about the Sean Family at a time like this." Just then, my voice echoed beside his ear.
Mr. Adams’s expression shifted immediately!
He quickly turned to face me, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
"Mr. Adams, you can’t run away." I said icily.
Just as I stated, Mr. Adams was completely drained at this point, and his escape chances were basically zero.
Mr. Adams’s face hardened as he clenched his teeth and said, "Mason Raymond, what’s the use of killing me? Before the Sean family, you’re nothing but a fool!"
"If the Sean family wants, they can even hire a Martial Marquis or even a Martial Saint to eliminate you!" Mr. Adams snarled.
"Martial Marquis? Martial Saint? What are those?" There was a touch of curiosity in my eyes.
Mr. Adams snorted coldly, "You don’t need to understand! Mason Raymond, you can still change your mind now. I might be able to speak for you and let you join the Sean family, become one of our own!"
"Then, you won’t have to struggle like this. Instead, everywhere you go, you’ll be honored!" There was some eagerness in Mr. Adams’s voice.
I sneered, "Right, everywhere I go, I’ll be honored, but only if I grovel and serve your master, correct?"
Mr. Adams was startled and gritted his teeth, "To survive in this world, one must submit. So-called freedom is just childish nonsense."
I licked my lips and said, "I just can’t stomach being a bootlicker, so I chose to fight back."
"If everyone acts like you, then those at the pyramid’s peak will always be the same bunch of people."
"And people like me, born at the bottom, will never get the chance to climb up."
Hearing my words, there was a flicker of feeling in Mr. Adams’s eyes.
I said coldly, "Mr. Adams, as long as you abandon the Sean family, I can let you live. You can leave."
Mr. Adams’s face shifted slightly. He stared at me and said, "Are you really going to let me go?"
"Yes." I turned around and was about to walk away.
But right then, a flash of insanity appeared in Mr. Adams’s eyes!
He gripped a special blade and thrust it viciously toward my back!
"Bang!"
However, just as his blade was about to reach me, I slapped him on the head.
With this slap, Mr. Adams’s skull cracked.
His massive body toppled straight backward.
Looking at Mr. Adams’s corpse, a hint of sympathy stirred in my heart.
For Mr. Adams, his so-called honor was merely the Sean family’s gift, and he was no longer a whole person.
This mindset was deeply embedded, and how could my words change it?
For him, killing me, earning rewards, and trading for better opportunities were everything he wanted in life.
As for what’s right and wrong in the world, it’s simply a matter of different viewpoints and variations.
