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.

cultivation, making his physical strength unparalleled. With a single punch, he wielded the power of an astonishing seven

be able to down

circumstance that Jonathan found himself facing Tristan—the

very moment, Tristan countered with a move called Nestling Fist. Astonishingly, he effortlessly

remained impassive, it left Jonathan

formidable might, how could Tristan overpower him without using

motion, Tristan

an abrupt motion, Tristan

time to evade the attack. He was sent hurtling through the air, feeling excruciating pain in his chest as if his organs had shifted. The impact propelled him heavily into the cave wall before

mouthful of blood and touched the crimson liquid on the

was unmistakably the smell of blood. He glanced up at Tristan,

an illusion, why did the pain feel

an illusion, he shouldn't be deceived

by the neck, rendering her unable to wield any elemental

feeble attempts to push Maisie

powerless to save Rhiannon, for Tristan had already closed

again, Tristan launched a kick, propelling Jonathan through the air to crash heavily onto the ground,

as his eternal nightmare. Hatred swelled inside him, yet he felt utterly powerless to

escape, Jonathan struggled to crawl backward, his fear of Tristan overpowering any other

were turning white,

toward Jonathan's head. This seemed to be the definitive end

Terror consumed Jonathan.

instance, an overwhelming

die, I'll face Tristan courageously,

father, but he had no right to bear that title. Jonathan refused

lifted his head,

of strength coursed through his body,

attempted to exert pressure, but Jonathan pushed back with

revelation struck Jonathan, and he finally understood what was

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

he delivered a powerful

a resounding impact, Jonathan's fist struck Tristan's

to evade the blow, transforming into billowing black smoke once again and vanishing without

that's how it

had a sudden

wasn't truly infinite; it symbolized people's inner fears. As long as fear resided

a concerned glance at Rhiannon, who was facing a critical

swiftly but refrained from intervening

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

afraid. Once you no longer fear her, she loses her power over you." He paused

face was white as she trembled all over. But at that moment, something shifted within her.