Son-In-Law Gets an Upgrade

In a moment, an elderly figure entered through the door. Dressed in white with gray hair, he appeared to be a hundred years old. The wrinkles on his face resembled the bark of an ancient tree, and his long hair trailed on the ground. At a glance, it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female.

The disciple from the Raven Sect standing next to him pointed at Alex. “This is the punk who wants to annihilate the secret world. He’s already killed two leaders from the four main sects, and now he’s after Master Snyder. He’s trying to wipe out everyone in the secret world!”

Lying on the ground, barely alive, Hadriel smiled faintly as he saw who had just arrived. He had finally lived long enough to see the arrival of this Grandmaster, Damon Bach.

There’s no way Alex can get away this time. It’s just a shame that b*tch, Wanda, managed to run off. Otherwise, I would have made sure to tear these two treacherous lovers into a thousand pieces and feed them to the fish.

Now, Alex understood that the old man who had arrived was indeed the elder of the Raven Sect. The strong aura emanating from him was enough for one to discern that he had already reached the third phase of the Grandmaster realm.

Meanwhile, Alex was merely a grandmaster. It was already a bit of a struggle to take down those first-phase Grandmasters, let alone those in the second phase. How much more difficult would it be to deal with someone whose Realm far exceeds ours?

this moment, Damon’s gaze fell on Alex, his eyes containing a scrutinizing look. Even though he had lived for over a hundred years, he never expected that the one causing trouble in the secret world would

the secret world completely? Who gave you the audacity to even think

was relentlessly pushing him down on his knees. Even so, he stood straight as

ground beneath him gradually began to sink, with the concrete

of driving the people of the secret forces to extinction. It’s just that I can’t stand their domineering and nefarious ways in the real world. Why should martial artists plunder the hard-earned results of ordinary mortals? You may be powerful, but does that mean we don’t get to fight back? Even if I die here today, I’ll seek justice for those from the real world and show you that we’re not a force to be reckoned with,”

he got up and walked over

as he describes it. We of the secret world have done nothing to those from the real world. In fact, they willingly revere us as immortals, but

this young man in his twenties could obtain the strength of a first-phase Grandmaster, especially in the real

thought of retreat when standing before me-I can tell he’s bound to accomplish great things