I Am Unstoppable

After finishing her words, Maisie turned her head around.

Jonathan and Rhiannon glimpsed the back of Maisie's head, and it shocked them beyond words.

The sight was gruesome—her skull had been cracked open, bloodied, and infested with maggots.

Even the usually composed Jonathan couldn't hold back the wave of nausea that washed over him.

At the same time, Rhiannon felt a sharp surge of acidity in her stomach.

Jonathan took a deep breath, reminding Rhiannon once again, "It's all an illusion."

Tristan's icy gaze bore into Jonathan, his words dripping with venom. "You and your mother, Paige, both deserve death. I should've ended you, an abomination, over two decades ago. Now, as you become my demonic tribulation, your demise is even more justified."

Tristan's mention of Jonathan's mother struck a nerve, and his eyes instantly turned a fiery shade of red, consumed by fury. "Tristan, it was you who exploited my mother in your drunken haze. How dare you speak ill of her?"

"Despicable creature!" Tristan sneered, saying, "What, you think you've grown strong enough to challenge me now? If you miss your lowly mother so much, I'll send you to meet her right now!"

Each word pierced Jonathan's heart like a dagger.

In that moment, an overwhelming wave of agony washed over Jonathan.

His profound anguish stemmed from the crushing realization of their insignificance and unbearable existence, both his and his mother's.

He, too, longed for the affection of his parents, for he was a living, breathing human being with the same desires and emotions.

Yet, to his father, he amounted to nothing.

With a sudden roar, Jonathan declared, "Tristan, whether you're real or an illusion, it doesn't matter. Today, I will crush you!" As he finished speaking, he unleashed the powerful Stormwind Fist without hesitation.

"Do you really think you can cast your magic?" Tristan's face was impassive.

Jonathan was also stunned. It was then he found that he couldn't unleash the Stormwind Fist.

It seems as though the elemental energy had disappeared from their surroundings.

Previously, Jonathan and Rhiannon's spiritual consciousness relied on the divine power within their cerebral domain, so they did not depend on elemental energy.

And now, when Jonathan wanted to harness the elemental energy, he realized that there was no elemental power in the air at all.

Jonathan stood there, stunned, his heart consumed by an overwhelming hatred for Tristan. It was a level of loathing he had never experienced before in his life.

With a fierce roar, he exclaimed, "Tristan, even without magic, I will kill you!" After he finished speaking, the power of his vitality erupted around him.

His body surged with blood as if a divine dragon was coursing through his veins.

With a single stride, Jonathan was instantly in front of Tristan. Then, Jonathan threw a fierce punch toward Tristan's abdomen.

this moment, Jonathan had reached the Immortal Stage Level Three in his cultivation, making his physical strength unparalleled. With a single punch, he wielded the power of an astonishing seven thousand five hundred kilograms. His movements were straightforward and uncomplicated, a simple

his would be

circumstance that Jonathan

Tristan countered with a move called Nestling Fist. Astonishingly, he effortlessly caught Jonathan's punch, causing all of

remained impassive, it left

his formidable might, how could Tristan

an abrupt motion, Tristan delivered a

abrupt motion,

air, feeling excruciating pain in his chest

mouthful of blood and touched the crimson liquid on the ground before

smell of blood.

illusion, why did the pain feel so

it were an illusion, he shouldn't be deceived like

dire situation. Maisie had her by the neck, rendering her unable to wield any elemental energy and

her feeble attempts to push Maisie away proving futile as her eyes remained

powerless to save Rhiannon, for Tristan had already closed in

air to crash heavily onto the ground, coughing up

with a slow, menacing stride, and terror surged through Jonathan. He saw Tristan as his eternal

Jonathan struggled to crawl backward,

white,

loomed over Jonathan, lifting his foot and slowly pressing it toward Jonathan's head. This seemed

Terror consumed Jonathan.

an overwhelming hatred

I'm going to die, I'll face Tristan

but he had no right to bear that title. Jonathan refused to let him be an eternal

his head, fixing a fierce glare on

descended, something changed within Jonathan. A surge of strength coursed through his body, and he

pressure, but Jonathan pushed back with all

revelation struck Jonathan, and he finally understood what was

own fears. Once I'm unafraid, you become insignificant!" With newfound confidence,

delivered

Jonathan's fist struck Tristan's

the blow, transforming into billowing black

how

a

bottomless pit wasn't truly infinite; it symbolized people's inner fears. As long as fear resided in one's heart, the

concerned glance at Rhiannon, who was facing a critical

her swiftly but refrained from intervening

manifestation of Rhiannon's fears, and no one else could defeat that fear for her.

voice, Jonathan spoke to Rhiannon, "Maisie represents your inner fear. To defeat her, you must stop being afraid. Once you no longer fear her, she loses her power over you." He paused and added, "Rhiannon, if you believe you didn't do

moment, something shifted within her. Her eyes widened, and a fierce light