Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 736

Chapter 736

Excitement surged in Ashton’s eyes as his pulse quickened. Different forces intertwined between his fingers as he clenched his hand, compressing everything into a single point.

The Divine Beast descended, its semi–divine realm killing intent pressing down with crushing force.

Ashton launched himself upward and drove out a crushing punch, his voice calm and resonant as he shouted, “Sixfold Draconic Fist!”

The moment the strike was released, the surrounding space distorted under the pressure.

Those watching felt as if something enormous had descended upon the arena. The blow no longer resembled a simple punch, but the descent of Lord Ashdrake punishing a traitor.

Power collided from above and below, compressing the space between them to its limit. The Divine Beast’s fury met the black dragon’s wrath head–on, and the two semi–divine realm forces tore into each other, releasing a violent shockwave that surged outward.

The entire Grandcrest Estate shook violently, as if struck by a massive earthquake. Even with the protective barrier in place, onlookers staggered and grabbed one another to stay upright as the impact cut straight through them.

This was no longer a duel, but a level of destruction most of them had never witnessed before.

“Who… Who’s going to win?”

“It’s hard to say. Ronan is clearly fighting for his life. In this kind of do–or–die clash, Ashton might not be able to hold. That Divine Beast attack is terrifying. Even a slightly weaker semi–divine realm expert would have been wiped out instantly.”

“Ashton’s punch is similar to Mr. Clarkson Senior’s Sixfold Carnage Fist, but it’s not the same. It’s different, and the killing intent is much heavier. I swear I heard him laughing when he threw it.”

“This really is a clash of beasts.”

“Please… Ashton, you have to die. If I lose this bet, my wife and children will leave me.”

The residual force continued to tear through the arena, the killing intent lingering and distorting the air.

Only after nearly a full minute did the turbulence finally begin to settle, allowing the figures in the arena to come back into view.

“It’s Ashton. He’s still alive.”

“He’s still standing tall, though covered in blood. That’s what a real man looks like.”

“That black coat… It isn’t even stained with blood.”

Almost everyone held their breath, bodies tense, eyes locked onto Ashton as their hearts pounded.

“The Dominion Vanguard’s deputy head is nothing special,” Ashton said.

He laughed. The sound landed heavily on the hearts of Flint’s faction and the other forces aligned with him.

Drops of blood fell from Ashton’s right fist. Cracks spread beneath his feet, the ground soaked crimson, yet he stood firm and unshaken.

Not far away, Ronan lay sprawled on the ground. His clothes were torn apart, and hoarse, inhuman sounds escaped his throat as his fingers scraped bloody trails across the stone.

No matter how he struggled or tried to draw on his bloodline power, he could not rise again. Every ounce of his strength had been crushed.

In his muddled awareness, Ronan thought he could still hear the Divine Beast’s dying cry, intertwined with the fading roar of

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the black dragon. That all–encompassing suppression pressed down on him from every direction, forcing him to understand what true despair felt like.

If Ashton had already stepped into the divine realm, Ronan could have accepted this outcome. But Ashton had only just entered the half–step divine realm.

By cultivation alone, Ronan should have held the advantage. However, he had been utterly defeated.

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