The fundamental reason he stood up today to challenge Henry Grant was still to confirm whether Henry Grant was as weak and helpless as the rumors said. But instead of exposing a paper tiger, he ended up provoking a real tiger, losing both his wife and his soldiers.

Especially Ethan Stone, who originally had the potential to break through to the Dao Realm, now has a psychological shadow from being defeated, and might even develop a heart demon.

Because in the end, Ethan Stone couldn’t even swing that sword—it was his own fear he couldn’t overcome. This wasn’t just a simple defeat.

Only now did he realize how ruthless and cunning Henry Grant was. If Henry Grant had just defeated Ethan Stone with a single punch, it wouldn’t have been a big deal.

After all, even if one reaches the peak of the thirty-six pre-Dao realms, it’s still not enough to contend with the Dao Realm. This is common knowledge.

However, to crush Ethan Stone’s state of mind inch by inch like this—Ethan Stone may never recover from the shadow of this battle for the rest of his life.

In other words, this sword may very well be broken.

And yet, it was he who initiated this battle, forcing Henry Grant to accept after several rounds of public pressure, so he had no justification at all.

“Master Gu, your divine might is unmatched. Mr. Harris admits defeat. However, flowers do not bloom for a hundred days, and no one is favored for a thousand days. Master Gu, you’d better be careful!”

Jason Harris said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of experts from the Taichu Sect all glared at him angrily.

Henry Grant glanced at Jason Harris, thinking to himself, this is another old schemer—he actually didn’t fall for the provocation.

If he could defeat Jason Harris as well, the reward would be no less than defeating Ethan Stone. That would be killing two birds with one stone.

“My affairs do not require Sect Master Harris’s concern!” Henry Grant replied without backing down.

“In that case, Mr. Harris will take his leave!”

At this point, Jason Harris had no intention of staying any longer. He immediately led the members of the Feixian Sect away on their escape light.

The aura around Henry Grant gradually dissipated, the powerful force fading away, and a sense of weakness began to take over his body and mind.

Especially after just experiencing that overwhelming power, now returning to a weakened state, he truly felt the urge to smoke a cigarette.

“Master, you’re really amazing!”

Emma Collins immediately came to Henry Grant’s side, her expression extremely excited.

Over the past few years, she had traveled the martial world and knew a lot about its affairs. She understood the status of the ten famous swords in the martial world—they were basically on par with the leaders of the ten righteous sects and the heads of the seven demonic sects.

Of course, the exception was someone like Henry Grant, who was at the Dao Realm!

That was a level she would have to look up to even after breaking through to the Transcendence Realm. Now, forced by Henry Grant’s aura, she couldn’t even make a single move and was directly defeated, coughing up blood.

For the first time, she truly understood the strength of a Dao Realm expert.

Henry Grant just smiled faintly, but at this moment, after witnessing his display of might, who would dare underestimate their own sect leader?

Countless disciples below all looked at Henry Grant with eyes full of reverence.

“He’s nothing but a defeated dog. In a few years, you won’t lose to him either. For now, don’t leave the mountain—focus on breaking through to the Transcendence Realm. When the time comes, I’ll grant you the title of Saintess. Don’t embarrass your master!”

Henry Grant looked at Emma Collins, remembering when he first took her as a disciple—she was just a little sprout. In ten years, she was now only one step away from becoming a powerhouse of the Transcendence Realm.

“Yes, Master!” Emma Collins replied with a radiant smile.

After settling Ethan Stone, Henry Grant clearly felt his own reputation rise to a new level—this was definitely a win!

Among the crowd, however, there was a group of people watching this scene with worried expressions.

“It seems Henry Grant’s condition is much better than we previously thought!” said an elder, slowly.

They were all elders from the Vice Sect Leader’s faction, already deeply tied to that side. The stronger Henry Grant was, the worse it was for them.

“I didn’t expect even the Demon Lord to misjudge. Henry Grant wasn’t injured at all!” another elder said indignantly.

“Heh, I don’t believe it. The Demon Lord and the Ten Great Demon Kings besieged him—could he really have escaped unscathed? Does he take the whole world for fools? As for today’s situation, in my opinion, there are indeed secret arts in this world that can temporarily boost one’s combat power!”

An elder squinted as he spoke.

The others were all awakened by this, realizing it made sense.

“What kind of person is the Demon Lord? What good would it do him to talk nonsense? I already thought it strange—though the Sect Leader was overwhelmingly strong, he seemed to be restraining himself and couldn’t act as he pleased!”

Another elder raised a doubt.

Today’s Henry Grant was just too strange—not like the Henry Grant they knew before.

“If I were seriously injured, how could I fool everyone?” an elder put himself in that situation, and suddenly everyone felt their minds open up.

That’s right, it must be like this!