After Colton Lawrence threw his punch, the entire meeting room filled with bloody energy. It was as if
everyone was in a sea of blood. There was an incomparably evil and extremely agitated aura.
A large shadow even appeared behind Colton.
Not everyone in the meeting room was a cultivation expert. Several were American government
officials. Apart from Nash Youngblood, the man they had elected who possessed a decent level of
cultivation at half-stepped Spirit Severing rank, the rest of them had cultivation levels that werenât even
worth mentioning. In fact, there were two ordinary humans who didnât have a trace of cultivation on
them.
How could people like them face the attack of a Tribulation Crossing expert? Nearly as soon as Colton
threw his punch, these people curled up on the ground and spat large mouthfuls of blood.
Gael Dorsey started shouting. âColton, have you gone mad? Restrain your imposing aura. Donât injure
other people.â
Although Gael didnât like people from the American government getting involved, America was still run
by the government. Certain rules needed to be followed no matter what.
However, Colton didnât seem to care about any of this anymore.
Not only did he not weaken his imposing aura, but he even allowed it to grow stronger. It put a lot of
tension on the entire room.
Gael shouted while she quickly waved her hand to protect the government officials. A half-transparent
protective barrier blocked Coltonâs imposing aura like an umbrella. However, one of the government
officials wasnât lucky enough to be protected.
Boom!!!
His entire body exploded like a watermelon.
Jonathan Ferris watched on as Coltonâs fist gradually got closer. âColton, I thought you were very
strong. Do you think you can defeat me with a single punch based on your evil punching technique?
Get lost!â he snorted.
Jonathan had a technique specifically for his feet. It was called Seven Kicks of Absolution.
Roar!
Jonathan let out a loud cry. Spiritual power filled his legs and caused them to double in size. Even his
pants tore from the expansion.
âSeven Kicks of Absolution. Get ready to die!â Jonathan yelled.
He sent repeated attacks by kicking forward.
When a few of Jonathanâs subordinates saw this, they started laughing loudly. âLieutenant Lawrence, it
looks like youâre going to become a disciple of our boss. Youâre not fated to become the commander of
Flying Eagles.â
After they finished speaking, Colton continued throwing his fist forward, unyielding. His fist struck the
bottom of Jonathanâs foot.
Boom!
A deafening explosion ensued.
Jonathanâs body came to a halt. His foot gave off the sound of popping popcorn, the sound that would
send chills down the spine. It was the sound of bones being crushed. Coltonâs punch actually crushed
Jonathanâs leg in its entirety. Every inch of bone had been crushed.
Boom!
Meanwhile, it was as if the entire floorboard below Coltonâs feet had been blown off by high-grade
explosives. A large hole appeared on the floor that connected to the floor below it.
âBig brother!â
âBoss!â
Jonathanâs subordinates quickly rushed over to catch him. Meanwhile, Jonathanâs foot had already
been destroyed. Even with his cultivation capabilities, it would be difficult for his foot to recover.
âPfft!â
Jonathan spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Coltonâs punch not only broke Jonathanâs foot but it also sent odd, bloody energy into Jonathanâs veins.
The energy rushed straight to Jonathanâs heart and severely damaged its blood vessels.
Colton was preparing to kill Jonathan!
Meanwhile, Coltonâs mighty attack stunned everyone in the room.
When the American government officials looked at Colton, their eyes filled with fear. These people had
no idea how terrifying Tribulation Crossing experts could be. Now that they had personally witnessed
power that no ordinary human could possibly possess, their faces turned pale, and they started to
tremble uncontrollably.
âWhat do you say, Jonathan? Will you submit to me?â Colton asked.
Coltonâs subordinate, Philip Jules, started to gloat. âMy commander has already shown mercy, or you
wouldâve been killed with a single strike.â
Jonathan spat out another mouthful of blood.
âYouâve been asked a question, Jonathan. Will you submit?â asked Jim Granger.