The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 612

Without warning, Alex drew his sword and pressed the blade against Elder Tong’s neck.

At the same time, Lu Piao and the Thousand Herbs disciples—still crushed under the overwhelming pressure from the Discipline Department’s leader—made their choice.

Despite the force bearing down on them, they drew their swords.

Steel flashed.

In a single motion, they placed their blades against the throats of all five hundred Discipline disciples.

The leader’s face went pale. His charge toward Alex halted instantly.

“What… what are you doing?” he demanded, his voice unsteady.

Alex met his gaze, eyes cold and unwavering.

“Take one more step,” he said quietly, “and we’ll send every one of them to hell.”

“You dare?!” the leader shouted, stunned.

A sharp, humorless laugh escaped Alex. “Why wouldn’t I?”

His voice turned lethal.

“Cut.”

The command fell like a blade.

At once, the Thousand Herbs disciples obeyed. A thin line of red appeared across each captive’s throat—just enough to draw blood, just enough to prove there would be no hesitation.

Every eye turned toward the leader.

Not one of them cared about their own lives anymore.

But they would make sure those five hundred died first.

More blades pressed tighter. More blood followed—thin, controlled, deliberate.

“Wait!” the leader shouted, panic breaking through his composure. “You don’t have to do this! We are all disciples of the Wudang Sect. There’s no need for killing!”

Alex’s expression twisted with fury.

“Don’t you dare say ‘Wudang Sect’ to me,” he spat. “Not after you stood by and let this elder and his five hundred dogs come here to slaughter us.”

The leader flinched. “I know what Elder Tong did was wrong,” he said, forcing the words out, “but threatening five hundred lives—this isn’t right either!”

Alex laughed—loud, bitter, and merciless.

“So you think your negligence is right?” he shot back. “You stood there while Elder Tong tried to kill us. And now you rush in, pretending to fix your mistake by attacking me? Saving him? Hurting us?”

“You don’t serve justice. You serve your own pathetic excuses.”

The leader’s lips parted, but no words came.

Alex stepped forward slightly, the blade at Elder Tong’s throat pressing just enough to draw a deeper line of blood.

“How did someone like you become a leader?” he demanded. “All you know how to do is protect yourself.”

His eyes burned.

“And hear me clearly—if these five hundred die, it will be because of you.”

Silence fell like a hammer.

“You, as their leader, let them come here,” Alex continued, his voice low and deadly. “You allowed this to happen. Don’t you dare pretend you’re innocent.”

His grip tightened on the sword.

“You’re the leader. You should have stopped them the moment they were wrong.”

The leader froze.

The words struck harder than any weapon.

For the first time… he had no answer.

At the mountain peak, Li Qingxue stood before the Sect Master and bowed slightly.

“Master… don’t you think it’s time for us to step in and stop them?”

The Sect Master didn’t even hesitate.

“No,” he said calmly. “It’s not our time to interfere.”

Li Qingxue’s brows tightened. “But… Jun Jiu is about to kill our five hundred disciples.”

The Sect Master suddenly laughed—loud and unconcerned.

“You really don’t understand Jun Jiu, do you?” he said. “He won’t harm those disciples.”

Li Qingxue frowned deeper, confusion flickering in her eyes.

“He’s not killing them,” the Sect Master continued, his tone almost amused. “He’s teaching that fool, Cao Xi, a lesson.”

A brief silence followed.

“If you’re going to worry about anyone,” the Sect Master added, “then worry about Cao Xi.”

Li Qingxue hesitated. “The leader of the Discipline Department… he’s in the Core Formation realm. He’s practically unbeatable…”

The Sect Master shook his head slightly.

“Remember this,” he said. “A higher cultivation level doesn’t guarantee victory.”

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Back at Alex’s residence, the tension had only grown heavier.

Alex’s voice cut through the silence.

“You see all of this?” he said coldly. “This happened because of you.”

Cao Xi’s expression stiffened.

“And let me tell you what happens next,” Alex continued. “We kill these five hundred disciples!”

His tone turned sharper, more ruthless.

“Once they’re dead, the Wudang Sect loses five hundred disciples. And in your anger, you can throw the Thousand Herbs disciples—the ones who did the killing—into prison… or sentence all of us to death.”

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