Chapter 4583
The formation emitted an eerie aura, within which Waleria found herself unable to wield
her Path power. Her incapacity to utilize her power made her vulnerable even to a Caelum
Acme Rank powerhouse, who could now easily kill her.
She glanced at James, a hint of guilt on her face, and she said, "I'm sorry to drag you into
this."
James wore an equally grave expression as he contemplated his escape. He could not
afford to die here. He still had much to accomplish. His loved ones, friends, and wife were
all waiting for him in the Chaos District.
In an instant, Yvan vanished from his position, reappearing before Waleria. He sealed her
cultivation base before she could react, then swiftly moved to seal James as well. With
both of them now sealed, the Daemonium Sect’s formation dissolved, revealing numerous
powerhouses from the sect within the palace.
In the main hall of the palace, James and Waleria sat back-to -back on the ground. Yvan
took the forefront, his handsome face graced with a smile.
Waleria wore an expression of indifference toward life and death as she calmly stated, "If
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtyou wish to kill, then do so. I cease to be Waleria Zavee if I furrow my brows."
Yvan chuckled. "Why would I want to kill you? Your continued existence holds greater
value. As the paramount powerhouse of the Theos Sect, you pose a significant obstacle to
their ambitions."
"Hmph!" Waleria snorted coldly.
Yvan descended from the main hall and extended his hand, saying, "Hand over the runes
in your possession."
"No chance." Waleria turned her head away.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, Yvan conjured a longsword in his grasp, its blade poised against James' head.
His demeanor grew even more ominous as he spoke, "I shall begin with him, savoring your
torment thereafter."
James panicked, shouting, "Waleria, hand them over! While you might be willing to die, I'm
not!”
He looked at Yvan, who held the longsword.
'Yvan Xorath, I urge you to consider the consequences. I'm a disciple of Mount Blithe in
the Welkin District. My demise will undoubtedly provoke a severe response from my
master, putting the Daemonium Sect in a precarious position."
"Haha," Yvan burst into laughter. "I’m not even afraid of the Theos Sect. Why would I fear
Mount Blithe in the Welkin District?"
James had intended to use Yardos as a bargaining chip to save his life, but it appeared
Yvan remained unperturbed.
"Fine, I'll do it." Waleria relented, taking a deep breath.
Although she was prepared to die, James was innocent and was only dragged into this
mess.
'This has nothing to do with him. If you release him, I'll give you the runes, and I’ll
personally bring you to open the Yhala Realm."
Yvan did not take James seriously in the slightest.
Sheathing his longsword, he promptly released James from the seal. With nonchalance, he
stated, 'You can leave now."
"Are you truly letting me go?" James stood up, flexing his muscles. Sensing his ability to
harness Path Power once more, he grew confused. Yvan's willingness to let him go seemed
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsomewhat perplexing.
"Why, having second thoughts about leaving?" Yvan glanced at him.
"Where else can I possibly go?" James wore an expression of helplessness as he regarded
Yvan. He offered a smile and continued, "Here's a thought, Sir Yvan. How about taking me
in? I'm interested in becoming a part of the Daemonium Sect. Staying with Waleria doesn't
seem like a promising option."
"Still not leaving?" Waleria scolded, "Hurry up! If Yvan changes his mind, you’ll get stuck
here!"
"I genuinely have no other place to go," James stated earnestly.
At the same time, he remained attuned to his surroundings. The seals within his body had
been undone, and the palace’s formation had dissipated. Now, there were only formations
surrounding this universe. He had previously delved into the formations of this universe
and was confident that he could dismantle them.
His eyes spun, contemplating as he weighed the choice of utilizing the Blithe Omniscience
to flee alongside Waleria. However, in the event of failure, he could find himself genuinely
ensnared.