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In this moment, the once charming Western restaurant had been transformed beyond recognition, with a corner on the second floor forcefully torn open in the midst of the confrontation.

The people screamed in terror, unable to regain their composure.

Inside the private room, Cara seemed relatively composed, considering the circumstances.

This beautiful mother-in-law had been through a lot recently.

Not to mention, she had witnessed a fierce battle during the attack by the Hernandez family at Lowe’s Mansion.

Cara knew that her son-in-law and daughter were skilled fighters, and even she and Emmanuel had begun practicing under the influence of Lachlan and Miranda.

Given these experiences, she wasn’t easily surprised anymore.

Hazel had a look of lingering fear on her face, but she was alright.

She watched Miranda force the other party away, patting her chest in relief.

However, Alice, the European woman, was now cowering in a corner of the private room, trembling.

She glanced at the bodies on the ground, turning pale with fear.

Her bodyguards, trained and capable of handling any situation, were cultivators from the Pompeii Clan.

One time, Alice was attacked by a group of mercenaries, and her guards easily took care of the situation. In Alice’s mind, her guards were invincible.

Yet, these strong bodyguards were slain directly?

Even the young man Priocia from before hadn’t truly attacked them; he merely pushed them, and they died immediately.

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Was he human?

Could he be the legendary superhuman?

To Alice’s further astonishment, Miranda, whom she had belittled and insulted, was now forcing such a formidable presence to retreat.

Alice gasped in fear.

When Miranda previously claimed she could easily slap Alice to death, Alice had only felt anger and scorn.

But now, she felt as though she had narrowly escaped death’s embrace.

Cara, nervously ran to the edge of the second floor, looking down at the street below.

She watched the battle between her daughter and the man in white. In the next moment, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Miranda continued to press the man in white.

The fight between them seemed completely one-sided.

With a resounding thud, Miranda’s high-heeled feet struck the man in white’s abdomen, causing a bloody hole to appear.

Miranda’s physical strength was at the Advanced Foundation Establishment stage, equivalent to the early Nascent Soul stage in terms of combat power.

With her attacks landing, the man in white’s protective energy was unable to withstand them.

He grunted and gritted his teeth, “You wretched woman, I will kill you! Ah!”

In the next second, he quickly drew a shimmering longsword from behind.

He had believed his strength at the Golden Core late stage would be enough to capture Lachlan’s wife without needing to use a weapon.

But he was pushed to such a humiliating state.

Throughout their confrontation, this was the first opportunity he had to draw a weapon to deal with this powerful woman.

With his sword in hand, the man in white finally gained some confidence.

“Do you think you’re the only one with a weapon?”

At this moment, Miranda let out a cold snort and pulled out a Soulsummoning Banner from a black cloth bag.

It was an item she obtained after defeating Vanaro, which she had yet to study.

Although Miranda had never used it before, she now wielded it like a staff.

The ensuing skirmish between the two revealed the disparity in their abilities.

Though the man in white excelled in using various weapons and sword techniques, Miranda swirled the Soulsummoning Banner without any strategy.

However, the strength gap was insurmountable due to the material quality of the Soulsummoning Banner, superior to the man’s sword.

In their world, there was never a case where a littleness could overcome great strength.

The crushing blow from Miranda’s Soulsummoning Banner struck the man’s chest, causing him to vomit blood and be thrown back onto the ground, leaving a large crater in the asphalt.

His late-stage Golden Core aura greatly diminished, as he was already badly wounded before suffering even more damage.

Not showing any mercy, Miranda swiftly moved to the man’s side and forcefully stamped her foot on his chest, causing another spurt of blood.

If Miranda were a fragile and delicate goddess, numerous men might have been willing to be underneath her feet.

However, the man in white, with his abilities, couldn’t withstand her. He felt as though a mountain had pressed on his chest, and with his heavy injuries, he had completely lost the ability to resist.

The battle had now completely shattered the European aristocrat’s understanding. In her mind, such scenes and scenarios were only found in big movies like Hollywood blockbusters.

She never expected to witness it happening in real life. Was the “superhuman” from the movies right before her eyes?

She felt like a joke compared to this extraordinary being.

As she saw Miranda, like a female war goddess, Alice experienced shock and fear, but also a hint of admiration and something unexplainable in her eyes.

The battle below did not shift because the opponents started using weapons.

The man in white was proficient in various weapons and sword techniques, while Miranda, without any form, swung the Soulsummoning Banner.

However, the difference in strength was not compensated by the cleverness in combat moves.

In this world, there was no substitute for true power.

After several more strikes, the Soulsummoning Banner ruthlessly swept toward the man in white. He tried to block with his sword, but it snapped from the impact.

The Soulsummoning Banner then slammed into his chest, causing him to violently spew blood and be thrown onto the ground, leaving a large crater.

His late Golden Core aura drastically diminished. This battle had worsened the severe wounds he already had.

Miranda didn’t show any mercy, stamping her foot on the man in white’s chest, causing him to cough up more blood.

If Miranda was a delicate goddess, many men might have been willing to be beneath her feet.

However, the man was unable to withstand her.

He felt as though a mountain was crushing his chest, coupled with his heavy injuries, rendering him completely powerless to resist.