Read The Almighty Dominance Novel (Alexander Leonhart and Sophia Lancaster) by Sunshine Updated 2025 -26 - The Almighty Dominance Chapter 566

The Almighty Dominance Chapter 566

Alex knew instantly that he had blacked out.

He hadn’t been able to withstand the invisible pressure released by Wu Bu—the Tiger of Wuhan. Wu Bu had only let out a trace of his Immortal force, just enough to force the servants to their knees.

It was a warning.
A display of dominance.
Not an attack meant to kill.

But Wu Bu didn’t know the truth.

Alex wasn’t from Xia.

His body was far weaker than that of an average Xia citizen. What others could grit their teeth and endure had completely overwhelmed him.

His bones strained.
His organs felt like they were being crushed.
Then darkness swallowed everything.

That was why he collapsed.

What stunned him was what happened next.

When Alex opened his eyes, he wasn’t in the City Lord’s residence anymore.

He was flying.

Cold wind ripped across his face as the ground blurred far below. An endless stretch of forest rolled out beneath him. And beside him—no, holding him—was Li Qingxue.

Her hand was clenched in the collar of his robe, lifting him effortlessly. His body hung in midair, legs useless, like an animal caught by the neck. If the fabric tore—if the stitching gave out—he would drop more than a hundred meters and die before he could even scream.

They were heading straight for the mountains.

Alex’s throat tightened.

“Where am I?” he asked, his voice rough.

He truly didn’t understand. One moment he had been unconscious in the City Lord’s residence. The next, he was suspended in the sky, carried through the air by Li Qingxue herself.

She didn’t respond.

Her face was cold. Silent. Impossible to read.

Ten long minutes passed in suffocating silence.

Then he saw it.

At the base of the mountains stood a massive stone gate—ancient, imposing, carved with two characters that radiated authority and history.

Wudang Sect.

Alex’s thoughts sharpened.

He had heard about places like this back when he lived in Prussia.

Prussia searched for the meaning of life through technology—machines, artificial intelligence, systems engineered by human hands.

Xia was different.

Xia chased immortality.

They pursued truth through cultivation—refining body and soul, isolating themselves from the world, measuring time not in years but in decades.

Some cultivators sealed themselves inside caves for fifty years.

Some for a hundred.

From Alex’s perspective, it was wildly inefficient.

A new generation would spend decades—entire lifetimes—trying to reach perfection through cultivation alone. In Prussia, you could strap on advanced technology and gain power instantly.

The contrast was brutal.

A martial arts master might train for twenty years, tempering his body and sharpening his skills until he became terrifyingly strong. Then someone could spend a hundred dollars on a gun and kill him with a bullet that cost one dollar.

That was Xia’s greatest weakness compared to Prussia.

And Xia knew it.

So they found a solution.

Long ago, the founders and grandmasters of the great sects had reached what was known as the gods Realm. They lived for thousands of years. Space bent to their will.

They could tear open space itself and create gates—wormholes that led to distant planets, to worlds where time flowed differently from Earth.

Almost every major sect in Xia possessed one.

A private realm for cultivation. A place where disciples could pursue immortality without being crushed by time’s limits.

Wudang Sect was one of the ten great orthodox sects.

Its spatial gate led to a planet where time moved one hundred times slower.

One year on Earth equaled one hundred years inside that realm.

And Li Qingxue was carrying Alex straight toward it.

About twenty guards stood before the gate, sharp and disciplined. The moment they recognized her, they straightened and bowed deeply, not daring to delay her even a second.

She walked through without a word.

Alex went with her.

Crossing the gate felt strangely anticlimactic.

No pain.
No dizziness.

Just a brief sensation of weightlessness—like stepping through a shadow and emerging somewhere impossibly far away.

The world on the other side looked almost identical to Earth.

Vast forests stretched endlessly. Towering mountains pierced the sky. Around ten massive peaks dominated the horizon, with three central mountains rising higher than the rest, like pillars holding up the heavens.

Li Qingxue descended toward the first mountain.

At its base stood a tall, severe structure built of ancient stone. Near the entrance rested a massive slab, polished smooth by time. Three bold characters were carved into it in powerful, commanding calligraphy:

Department of Servant Affairs.

The courtyard was busy. Men and women moved with disciplined efficiency. The moment they saw Li Qingxue, everything stopped.

Every person rose to their feet and clasped their hands in salute.

“Greetings, Pure Snow Sword Maiden, Li Qingxue.”

She didn’t respond.

She released her grip.

Alex hit the ground like discarded luggage.

“Send this man to the kitchen,” she said coldly.

“Yes, Senior,” a heavyset woman replied, bowing deeply.

But when she processed the words “the kitchen,” shock flickered across her face.

Li Qingxue looked down at Alex.

“I saved you from Wu Bu—the Tiger of Wuhan,” she said evenly. “He won’t be able to harm you here.”

Her voice hardened.

“You will stay here forever.”

“What?” Alex blurted.

She ignored him.

Without another word—without even glancing back—Li Qingxue rose into the air. Her figure shot toward one of the distant peaks and vanished into the sky.

Alex stood there alone.

Confused. Disoriented. Trying to process what had just happened.

No one paid attention to him.

Heart pounding, he touched the side of his neck, activating the nanobots beneath his skin.

“Gaia,” he whispered quietly. “Tell me what’s going on. How did I get here?”

Even though he had blacked out, Gaia should have recorded everything.

There was a brief pause.

Then Gaia responded.

“Master, you are currently outside the service area. I cannot establish a signal with the Mother AI. All cloud connections where long-term memory is stored have been lost.”

Alex’s stomach tightened.

“For now, I am unable to access cloud storage,” Gaia continued calmly. “Switching system protocols. All new data will be stored locally within the cellular core.”

“So you’re telling me you don’t know how I ended up here?” Alex demanded. “How can technology this advanced not have internal long-term storage?”

“By default, all long-term memory is uploaded to the Mother AI via cloud systems,” Gaia replied evenly. “We believed our technology covered all locations on Earth. However, we are no longer on Earth.”

“Damn it, you’re useless,” Alex snapped.

“Master,” Gaia said, her tone subtly shifting.

“What?”

“You are not wearing your storage ring.”

Alex’s heart dropped.

He looked down at his hand.

He had forgotten it.

The storage ring was Prussian technology, not from Xia. He had always kept it hidden beneath the floorboards of his bedroom. He was afraid an Immortal might sense it, recognize it, and expose his secret. So he never wore it openly.

But this time he had been taken without warning.

No chance to retrieve it.

His escape route from Xia.

The VÖXEN Lucifer.

His wealth.

His leverage.

All of it—gone.

Panic surged through him.

At that moment, the heavyset woman walked over and shoved a bag into his hands. Inside was a servant’s uniform and a few basic supplies.

“All servants wear this,” she said flatly.

“There’s been a mistake,” Alex said quickly. “I need to return to Xia.”

She smiled slowly—a smile with no warmth.

“Yeah. Everyone says that their first day,” she replied. “But servants here only do one thing.”

She leaned in slightly.

“They live here. And they die here.”

Her smile widened.

“There’s no going back to Xia.”

Alex said nothing.

“Oh, and one more thing,” she added with a grin. “You can go back to Xia if you die.”

Her eyes gleamed with cruel amusement.

“They’ll just send your head.”