Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3238

Otto, barely clinging to life, said anxiously, "Grand Elder Wyatt, you…"

Wyatt interrupted, "Otto, you don't need to say anything more. From the Cunningham family's perspective, you weren't wrong. The only mistake was that our family was no match for Andrew's strength. But now, even if it costs my life, I'll make him understand that the Cunningham family isn't so easily trampled on."

Andrew rose to his feet with a thunderous momentum and swept out a kick, his aura surging dramatically.

"Wyatt, you've lived all these years for nothing. At your age, you still insist on judging right and wrong by strength. Then I will show you just how completely wrong you are!"

Wyatt burst into wild laughter as his beard and hair flew. The peak martial god aura erupted from his body, and a crushing pressure gathered in front of him like something solid.

Andrew's incoming kick was neutralized in midair.

Nyx warned in a low voice, "Honey, be careful. This old bastard has hidden his strength well!"

The power of a peak martial god was enough to make even Nyx feel immense pressure. With her current strength, she definitely would not be Wyatt's match. Still, that only meant Wyatt could not do anything to her either.

After all, if she could not win, she could escape anytime.

However, Andrew was now fighting Wyatt head-on. In a battle with their lives on the line, there was no running away.

Luna's expression became extremely grave as she asked Philip, "Mr. Turman, the Cunningham family actually still has such an ancestor?"

Philip's eyes darkened as he stared at the overwhelmingly powerful Wyatt and said calmly, "All along, Andrew and I have shared the same suspicion about the Cunningham family.

"With Otto leading them, the Cunningham family would never dare target the foundations of the Lloyd royal family. That would be suicide! Yet, Otto dared to go head-to-head with the Lloyd royal family, and that meant the Cunningham family definitely had something to rely on.

"As you can see, Wyatt is the Cunningham family's ultimate trump card. I just didn't expect he could lie low for 30 years, lurking in the shadows all this time. That kind of ambition and willpower is truly both admirable and frightening."

Philip replied calmly, "If necessary, I'll naturally step in. Wyatt's existence poses a great threat. Let's see if Andrew can take care of him."

Andrew and Wyatt exchanged a palm strike. Both were blasted backward as their auras collided in midair, crushing against each other with neither yielding an inch.

Andrew's eyes gleamed with a cold light. He had not brought Godslayer.

In Chetvine, it ultimately was not convenient to go on a killing spree. Even here, within the Cunningham residence, Andrew would not recklessly attack without regard for others' lives.

Harming innocents was something he would never do.

"Old bastard, let's take this outside!" Andrew sneered and shot out of the hall, landing in the open space outside.

Wyatt followed closely, his aura surging like a storm. "As if I'd fear you!"