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.

three should be convinced by now.” Suddenly, James waved his hand, unleashing a

clouds immediately blanketed the sky, while the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell resonated with a

immediately duplicated into multiple bells, emanating an overwhelming aura as it hovered over the three

Yared and the two old men could

majestic pressure, they involuntarily knelt on

to extend such courtesy to you,” James’ voice echoed from the void,

between the Marciais Power and Historial Power

have already served as my cultivation resources.” Confronted with James’ commanding declaration, the three kneeling on the

James was

prowess was enough to take three of them

prospects, James surpassed

possessed Yianni’s Marciais Soul, but he also had all the Marciais Combat Form’s

the competition between Historial Power and Marciais Power was

and even their disciples would be blessed

across the Greater Realms will likely break free from the constraints imposed by Zymurgy and will no longer be subject to the capricious whims

very essence of dignity, freedom, and destiny for all creatures will be completely

within a luminous planetary cluster nestled deep within the outer battlefield’s sixth level, an elderly man with flowing white hair and

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