Chapter 1922


    After a brief conversation, James was invited to stay in the courtyard.


    Then, James waited patiently.


    Soon, five days passed, and James’ outfit was done.


    This was a ck jacket made of quartz steel.


    Looking at the jacket, a bright smile crept up on James’ face as he wore the clothing.


    “Thank you, Waylon.”


    He did not linger for long. After wearing the ck jacket made of quartz steel, he said goodbye to


    Waylon and hurriedly left.


    After he left, Waylon breathed a sigh of relief.


    Then, he headed toward the underground cavern in the mountain behind the Divine Sword Vi.


    There was a sword there. Though the sword’s appearance was identical to the Primordial Dragon


    de, it exuded a dark, terrifying aura. This sword was forged using dragon bones and some other


    unique materials.


    It was called Doomsday. When it emerged, the Divine Sword Vi was put on a pedestal. However,


    as the sword was too malevolent, no one was capable of wielding it.


    Looking at Doomsday, he murmured anxiously, “If I had known this was an evil sword, I wouldn’t


    have forged it at the very beginning.”


    “How have you been, Waylon?”


    At that moment, a voice boomed.


    Shocked, Waylon turned his head only to see a woman approaching him. She was wearing a long


    red dress. Her looks were morous, and her features were as delicate as a carefully carved


    artistic piece.


    “Maxine?” Waylon was shocked. Looking at Maxine, he asked, “What are you doing here?”


    Maxine had been here for a few days. However, upon spotting James, she chose to remain hidden


    and only showed herself after he had left.


    She pointed at Doomsday and said, “I came for that.”


    “No way!” Waylon’s face darkened as he said, “Maxine, leave this ce at once.”


    At that moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard. A dozen disciples rushed over to Maxine


    and surrounded her while brandishing their swords.


    Maxine wasposed and waved her hand casually. In an instant, the disciples were sent flying


    and copsed heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.


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    Then, she said coldly, “The Divine Sword Vi forged Doomsday with dragon bones. I want that


    sword.”


    After she spoke, a powerful aura burst forth from within her.


    “Over my dead body.”


    Waylon had crossed into peak Ninth Stair. Over the past few months, the situation in Sol had


    be more vtile. Though he knew that something was about to happen, he chose to remain


    and guard Doomsday.


    Doomsday was an evil sword that no ordinary person could wield it. He tried thinking of ways to


    remove the evil energy from Doomsday but to no avail.


    He never expected Maxine to be here for the sword.


    Fwoosh!


    Maxine moved. In the blink of an eye, she appeared before Waylon and mmed her palms against


    his chest. Before he could even react, he was sent flying and crashed heavily against a nearby


    rock, shattering it to pieces. Then, he copsed to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.


    “Y-You… Ninth-rank…?”


    Waylon’s face paled.


    Meanwhile, Maxine paid no heed to him. She simply appeared before Doomsday and grabbed the


    sword. Holding Doomsday in her hand, it radiated a ck-golden light.


    At that moment, Maxine’s expression became contorted, “Hahaha! With Doomsday in my hands,


    the world shall be mine!”


    She cackled.