Herodias snorted coldly.

“Although James hasn’t reached the Daeclon Rank, he has an Ultimate Golden Body that qualifies him into the Daeclon Mahayana.

Kneel, you three old farts.” Yared and the two old men were startled.

Although horrified, they refused to kneel.

Never did they expect that this young man named James would possess such a remarkable background.

The tall old man scrutinized James and asked, "Gray clouds and thousands of bells chiming.

Are you above the Genesis Powers and have mastered the Marciais Combat Form? Have you met all of them?” The chubby man chimed in, saying, “That’s not all.

You must also have Nirvana Golden Bones, a Quasar Second Body, the Dernaturae, and the Daeclon Mahayana.

Do you also possess these?” Herodias retorted, “You obstinate fools.

If he already had them all, you two would be mere ants.” Yegor explained sincerely, “James almost has them all.

by now.” Suddenly, James waved his hand, unleashing a formidable power

the sky, while the

bells, emanating an overwhelming aura as it hovered over the three old individuals,

Yared and the two old men could

by the majestic pressure, they involuntarily

you,” James’ voice echoed from the

the gap between the Marciais

James’ commanding declaration, the three kneeling on the ground

James was not comparable to

combat prowess was enough to

James surpassed them

Soul, but he also had all the Marciais

truth, they had come to realize the competition between Historial Power and Marciais Power was no

and even their disciples would be blessed and

free from the constraints imposed by Zymurgy and will no longer be subject to the capricious whims

this new paradigm, the very essence of dignity, freedom, and

luminous planetary cluster nestled deep within the outer battlefield’s sixth level, an

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