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Upon realizing that Denton had seen through their scheme, the faces of Tristan, Tiger, and the other two elders turned sour.

Bang!

Tristan threw his wine glass onto the floor, shattering it and scattering wine everywhere.

Following suit, three presbyters all threw their glasses onto the ground with echoing thuds.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Soon after, hurried footsteps echoed outside..

In a flash, around twenty or thirty martialists dressed in white from the Star Gate burst through the grand entrance of the hall.

Together with the ten internal force martialists already present, the hall was quickly filled with roughly forty martialists.

It was evident that these martialists from the Star Gate had been lying in ambush just outside the hall The act of Tristan and the elders smashing their wine glasses had been a signal.

With swift coordination, these forty martialists rushed to surround Denton.

Denton wasn’t particularly surprised by the sudden turn of events.

However, he hadn’t expected Tristan to be so treacherous.

On the surface, Tristan had honored him with the title of a presbyter, but covertly, he’d tried to poison him during a celebratory toast.

Had Denton consumed that poisoned wine and died, Tristan would probably have told the entire Star Gate that their newly appointed presbyter had tragically succumbed to a sudden illness.

This would have allowed Tristan to get rid of Denton effortlessly.

“Denton, Tristan began with a cold demeanor, “I had intended to grant you a painless death. But since you’ve seen through my plan, I suppose we’ll have to do this the hard way. Allow our Star Gate martialists to escort you to the afterlife.”

Finishing his words with a colder look, Tristan sternly ordered all the martialists, “Kill Denton!”

“Yes, Mr. McLean!”

The martialists of the Star Gate responded in unison, their voices echoing throughout the hall.

Then, without hesitation, they lunged towards Denton,

These Star Gate martialists were among the top disciples of the sect, comprising mainly beginner and intermediate internal force martialists, and even a few elite internal force martialists.

Denton, on the other hand, was just an intermediate internal force martialist.

Outnumbered and outmatched both in skill and number, it seemed he was facing certain doom.

However, Denton was unafraid.

Before arriving, he had mentally prepared himself for the worst possible outcome.

He had already advised Christopher to make sure Claire, upon her return to the Carter family, would leave Oakhaven and start fresh in a place where no one knew them.

With no lingering attachments, Denton was ready for whatever lay ahead.

His mind was set on one thing: fight fiercely!

If he was going to die, he would take as many down with him as he could.

As he clashed with the Star Gate martialists, his fearless approach and ferocity took them by surprise.

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Denton, unfazed by the imminent threat of death, unleashed a power that was nothing short of extraordinary, reminiscent of a tiger unleashed from its cage, unstoppable.

Martialists of his skill level were injured in the confrontations, blood staining their mouths.

Those beginners screamed in agony under his strikes.

Their blood drenched Denton’s clothes, making him appear even more formidable, naturally intimidating any Star Gate martialist who dared to attack him.

With dozens of Star Gate martialists surrounding him, the battlefield seemed to reach a deadlock, where they could not overpower Denton.

The more he fought, the more valiant he became. His eyes glinted with a reddish hue, as if he were a bloodthirsty beast, striking terror in the hearts of his adversaries.

Suddenly, a top–tier internal energy master from Star Gate lunged, aiming a powerful strike at Denton- With his eyes gleaming fiercely, Denton turned to face this elite internal force martialist

Undeterred and fearless as ever, he countered with a forceful punch of his own.

The air quivered, and the intensity of the vibrations grew stronger,

The faces of the surrounding Star Gate martialists paled.

At that moment, a powerful internal mana erupted from Denton’s fist, the likes of which had never been seen before.

The sheer internal mana left the beginners and intermediate internal force martialists around him breathless, their faces painted with shock.

It was the aura of a breakthrough in martial arts!

In the blink of an eye, amid the astonished gazes of all present, Denton’s roaring fist collided with that of the elite internal force martialist.

They collidedi

Boom!

A thunderous blast echoed throughout the hall.

After the fierce exchange, both fighters retreated several steps.

While Denton’s white hair was tousled, he was otherwise unscathed.

However, the elite internal force martialist wasn’t so lucky, with a trickle of blood dripping from the comer of his mouth.

Clearly, he had been wounded in the exchange.

Denton was shocked by his own resilience.

The opponent was clearly an elite internal force martialist, while he was merely an intermediate internal force martialist. How could he come out of their confrontation unharmed, while the other was injured? Recalling the immense power he felt when he threw that punch, it seemed he had tapped into am unprecedented strength.

A sudden realization hit Denton. “Could it be that in today’s desperate fight, when I was prepared to lay everything on the line, I inadvertently broke through my limits and became an elite internal force martialist?” he thought.

This revelation sent a jolt of exhilaration through him

Even if his newfound prowess couldn’t match the likes of Tristan and the three presbyters, being an elite internal force martialist meant he could kill quite a few of the Star Gate fighters.

With renewed vigor, reminiscent of a rampaging lion or tiger, Denton once again engaged the Star Gate martialists in combat.

In the grand hall, Tristan’s brow furrowed, his gaze sharp and piercing. He looked visibly disturbed,

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He hadn’t anticipated that dozens of Star Gate’s martialists couldn’t bring down Denton. Denton’s prowess seemed to surge as the battle raged on, growing stronger with every move! Tristan turned to Tiger beside him, remarking, “Who would have thought that he’d break through his limits in this do–or–die moment?

“If we let this go on, our Star Gate martialists will suffer even more casualties.

“Tiger, it’s time for you to step in and kill him.”

A glint of murderous intent flashed in Tiger’s eyes. “Understood, Mr. McLean,” he replied.

Without missing a beat, Tiger lunged forward, his internal mana exploding around him, whipping up a fierce wind. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Whoosh!

His long white robe billowed, and with a razor–sharp focus, he struck out at Denton with a speed resembling a bolt of lightning.

Just as Tiger’s palm was inches away from Denton, a loud crash echoed throughout the h….. Tiles from the roof shattered, revealing a gaping hole.

And from it, a figure descended from the heavens.

As the tiles rained down, the Star Gate martialists scrambled to take cover.

At that moment, seeing a figure descend rapidly from the hole in the roof, everyone was taken aback. Before anyone could even process what was happening, this figure landed right in front of Denton and immediately struck out at the attacking Tiger with a fierce palm blow.

With a resounding thud, an intense burst of energy surged, filling the air.

In the very next instant, amidst agonizing screams, Tiger was sent soaring like a kite with its string cut. Bang!

Tiger crash–landed several meters away in the grand hall, the force of his fall shattering a large section of the floor tiles.

With a muffled thud, Tiger, severely injured, spat out a mouthful of blood and promptly lost consciousness.

The grand hall was filled with shocked faces. Everyone was utterly astounded.