Chapter 1697
As dragon blood was the only thing that could save Thea’s life, James had no other choice. He did not wish to lose her. For her,
he would go to the ends of the earth.
“And your strength?”
Thomas said, “I’m simply worried that you might be in danger when ying the dragon.”
James smiled and said, “Worry not, my strength isn’t beneath yours.”
“True, you''ve obtained the Novenary Golden Pill, after all. You must have consumed the pill now that a year has passed. So,
have you crossed into the ninth rank?”
James smiled bitterly and said, “How could that be? History would be full of ninth-ranked grandmasters if it were that easy.”
“That''s true.”
The two conversed in whispers.
Ten minutes passed. However, no one dared step forward.
James furrowed his eyebrows.
This could not go on.
He said goodbye to Thomas and walked over to Sky, asking, “Ten minutes have passed. Yet, no one is stepping forward. Are you
really not going?”
“Nope.”
Sky said, “I don’t have a death wish.”
James said, “I''ll go, then.”
Sky said smilingly, “Sure.”
James was eager to enter the arena. After reaching the peak of the Ninth Stair, his True Energy had reached a stage where it
could no longer increase. Besides, his sword technique had increased by leaps and bounds. He wanted to use this opportunity to
unt his strength and show the world what the Fourteen Heavenly Swords were capable of.
He leaped into the air andnded in the arena.
“It''s James.”
“James has entered the arena!”
“He obtained the Novenary Golden Pill a year ago. Legend has it that it allows one to cross into the ninth rank. He must have
consumed it now that a year has passed. | wonder what his current strength is.”
“Is James at the ninth rank now?”
“If that’s the case, the oue of this tournament is decided.”
James’ appearance stunned the crowd.
Below, Jackson Cabral was here alongside Diney Cabral.
“Look, it’s James!”
Upon seeing James, Diney could not help but exim, “A year has passed. | wonder what his current strength is.”
Jackson said with a smile, “We''ll know soon.”
Everyone''s gaze was fixed on the arena. They were waiting for a challenger to emerge.
“Hahaha! I''d like to challenge you to a battle, James.”
A burst ofughter boomed.
Then, an elderly man entered the arena.
It was Zekiel Pris, also known as Archbishop Pris of the Pris Sect.
Zekiel entered the arena and said
with a smile, “James, I’m not here to
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“Hahaha!”
Zekiel burst into a peal ofughter.
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“What a weapon...”
“That''s the Hellfire Sword!”
As Zekiel brandished his sword, many eximed.
Meanwhile, Zekiel had a smug look on his face. “Watch out, James. This is the Hellfire Sword.”