Chapter 0458 "Leader!" "Grandpa!" "No, please..." As Yevgen's leg thrust forward, the nine Grandmasters, the Yanker family's young and old—all eyes widened in horror. Zane's own grandson was so sorrowed that tears mixed with blood streamed down his youthful, anguished face.

They were caught in a checkmate with no way out.

No matter if nine Grandmasters joined forces, they would not stand a chance against Yevgen's deadly strike. His leg whipped up and slashed down with such blistering speed and brute force

I that it was a foregone conclusion — Zane was a goner, In the blink of an eye, Zane's fate was sealed.

"Looks like...I'm not dead yet." On the brink of death, Zane should have been consumed by despair, his weathered face a portrait of defeat.

Suddenly, as if he caught wind of something, he flashed a sly smile at Yevgen, "Looks like my savior's here!" What?! Yevgen's eyes narrowed, his body twisting with the speed of a lightning bolt.

However, he was too slow.

moved to counter, a

shield enveloping him. A searing pain tore through his left ear, followed by the

that had flown from afar, effortlessly piercing his dominant strength shield and shredding

Blood and flesh scattered.

grotesque face contorted in horror as blood gushed down his neck, soaking his collar in a chilling crimson

fighter's instinct had failed

treacherous trails of Yewspire Mountain, Alexander walked with ease, ascending from the middle of the slope to the summit. He ignored Yevgen completely, offering only a nod and a smile to Zane, "Mr. Yanker, sorry for the scare." Zane could not help but chuckle, shaking his head as a

had given up hope, convinced that this would end in despair. However, at the brink

to an almost ethereal level, making

critical moment, he sensed an incredibly powerful presence closing in

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