Chapter 5798
There were five arenas left in the Tomb World at that point.
The cultivators inside used every skill and knowledge they had mastered as they tried to
secure the last few spots to enter the next round.
One of the arenas vanished at that moment. Simultaneously, a man in a black robe
appeared in the vicinity.
A malevolent smile hung on his face as the man cast an unfeeling gaze at James and the
others briefly. Then, he remained on that spot in the distance and waited for the other
battles to conclude.
"That man is no ordinary cultivator." Wayra looked at James and said, "His powers are
impeccable."
"That man belongs to an evil organization that has destroyed numerous renowned factions
in the past." Wayra continued, "That group is called the Jercente Sect. It is one of the most
powerful forces in all of the three thousand Great Genesis Worlds. Even ancient, reputable
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfactions dared not cross the Jercente Sect's members."
James was not particularly interested in this information. He knew very well that people
who could last to this stage of the battles were exceptional cultivators.
Meanwhile, Xzavion, who was curious about the other cultivators' background, started
asking Wayra more questions.
As time went on, the number of arenas gradually decreased.
At long last, all battles were concluded and twelve winners remained.
According to the tomb keeper’s previous announcement, the puppet warriors would only
appear when there were a total of ten people left in the Tomb World.
After exterminating the puppet warriors, an ultimate puppet warrior would appear to
challenge the cultivators.
Although the remaining ten cultivators could work together to defeat the puppet warriors,
they were nonetheless competitors. After all, only one person could receive Franciscus'
legacy in the end.
At the moment, those twelve cultivators were all looking at the tombkeeper as they waited
for the next announcement.
"I'll leave it to you all to decide."
The tombkeeper smiled enigmatically. "Kill off another two cultivators and the puppet
warriors will appear. By the way..."
The tombkeeper was reminded of something. "Franciscus said that various signature skills
were hidden in the bodies of these puppet warriors. You can obtain a signature skill each
time you exterminate a puppet warrior."
Franciscus was deemed a superior cultivator across the three thousand Great Genesis
Worlds. The knowledge he had left behind was sought after by many.
Therefore, the tomb keeper's words motivated all the cultivators even more to stay and
last as long as possible in this realm. All of them stood a chance of acquiring
Franciscus’ signature skills if they could make it to enter the next stage.
In a flash, those cultivators spread out and looked at each other warily.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJames and Xzavion were standing in a corner side by side.
Xzavion transmitted his voice to James. "Who do you think is the weakest among these
guys?"
James replied through a voice transmission, "That's hard to say. All of them are at the
Consummation Yuraeceon First Rank, and they've demonstrated powers stronger than that
cultivation rank. I think all of them are pretty evenly matched."
"Why don't we get rid of two cultivators with the most injuries?" Xzavion suggested.
They had no clue how powerful or skilled the puppet warriors would be. However, they
would have a better chance of winning if they had more superior, competent cultivators
on their side.
Just then, the other ten cultivators formed a line, and all of them started walking toward
James and Xzavion. It seemed those cultivators had secretly reached an agreement.
James and Xzavion noticed those men drawing closer. They slowly backed away.
"What’s the meaning of this?"
James’ face darkened. "Have you all made a pact to eliminate us?"
"Both of you come from the Dark World, and you have excellent skills and powers. If we let
you stay, you guys might work together to eliminate the rest of us," Wayra replied.