Setting aside his intimidating titles as the Chosen Son, the Mortal Emperor, and the Great Historial Land’s Lord, his mere strength as the first in the Greater Realms to integrate the Three Treasures was enough to dominate the Forty-Ninth Heaven.

Even the venerable Emperor Qadeer had to lower his stature to ally with him, and Lord Goyo held him in the highest esteem.

However, these Alcide beings were arrogant and disrespectful because of their status as Goyo’s disciples.

Given James’ personality, he would not allow such presumptuous attitudes.

Suddenly, a powerful voice came from the valley behind.

“Where are your manners, Fausto, Pierrette? These are master’s guests!” A bright blue Sword Light shot out and instantly appeared beside Xalvador, then transformed into a middle-aged man in a white robe.

After he appeared, he immediately bowed and said, “Sir Xalvador.” Xaldavor took a deep breath and said helplessly, “You're here, Yavrin Fenwick.

help resolve the conflict

such

Temple’s senior disciple.” Yavrin immediately turned and bowed to James, saying, “It’s an honor to meet you, Chosen One.” James

said, “Please calm down, Mortal

always been mischievous and

” James interrupted him,

your Soremsia?” Yavrin was stunned momentarily, before he replied, “I don’t have a Soremsia, and have never left Zymurgy before.” ‘Was I mistaken?’ James had a thoughtful expression, observing

within Yavrin

“Fausto, Pierrette! Apologize to the Mortal Emperor! Do you want to be expelled from our sect?!” Fausto, who was

in the grip of an unseen force,

“Help me, Yavrin! I'm almost out of energy! Yavrin replied angrily, “Save yourselves!

unforgivable sin! Apologize now, or else you will be

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