FreeNovelHearing Wynton's shouts, James smiled calmly.
He finally understood why the powerhouses from the unorthodox sects were weaker than Waitara yet could fight
against him for countless years, causing him endless headaches.
It wasn't because these powerhouses had strange Supernatural Powers.
Rather, it was because they were formed by the Daoisms of the strongest and second strongest Caeloros Gods,
Frona and Yefrenes. Their Daoisms had a natural restraint on Waitara's Waltraud Power. At this moment, the
Xwem Chessboard absorbed the Sword Lights that Wynton had shot out, shrunk, and returned to James.
"It has been three moves. It's my turn." As he spoke, James slowly stood up. "Wynton, I'll give you one more
chance. Surrender and tellthe whereabouts of the other two Soremsias. Otherwise, | won't spare your life."
Upon hearing that, Wynton laughed, his laughter echoing throughout the entire River of Time.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"If | tell you that, will you surrender?"
James sighed. A dazzling amethyst-gold light erupted from his body, transforming into a massive sword that shot
out,
Wynton snorted, waved his hands, and shot out a holy Sword Light in return.
Following a loud explosion, the two Sword Lights collided in the void.
To Wynton's surprise, his Sword Light shattered instantly. He watched as James' amethyst-gold sword flew toward
him with alarming speed. Quickly, he raised countless Energy Walls.
James' amethyst-gold sword headed straight for the Energy Walls before disappearing, as if a pin had dropped
into the sea.
Seeing this, Wynton laughed again. "Is this your so-called attack? | thought you could killin one move. It
seems that your Three Treasures Integration and Five Spirits Integration aren't as impressive as | thought."
Suddenly, a sword with sacred radiance appeared behind him.
Sensing that something was wrong, Wynton looked up to find the strange sword heading directly for his head.
He screamed as his massive body trembled. The Waltraud Power and the fates of living beings quickly left his
body.
Simultaneously, the countless Energy Walls he had erected collapsed instantly.
The amethyst-gold sword James had shot out turned into millions of sacred swords with a holy radiance. They
rotated around Wynton before the Sword Lights slashed his body.
Under the relentless strikes of the sacred swords, Wynton's body shrank with each piercing blow Soon he was
reduced to his original size.
Wynton no longer appeared prestigious. Instead, he was covered in wounds and blood. He knelt on one knee in
the void, his hair disheveled as he spat out blood, appearing critically injured
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeanwhile, the sacred swords continued to rotate, ready to launch a new attack at any moment.
"This is impossible," Wynton muttered in disbelief. "You didn't use the Forty-Nine Daoisms. You can't be my
match.
"Your style of combat and your dual main selves are uncanny. They aren't the Supernatural Powers of the Path
Gate.
"What kind of skills did you use? Have you colluded with the Shadowborns?"
Watching Wynton's outbursts, James remained silent, sitting on the sacred lotus.
At this moment, a beautiful figure emerged from James' body.
"The past form of Waitara's Reincarnation Soremsia is truly shameless."
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Upon hearing the melodious voice of a woman, Wynton's bloodshot eyes widened.
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