Chapter 1699

At that moment, the Hellfire Sword radiated a blinding sword light, and destructive power gushed

forward.

James smiled faintly as he raised the Primordial Dragon Blade to resist the Sword Energy. The moment

he deflected the Sword Energy, Zekiel moved at an extraordinary speed and appeared behind James.

Then, the Hellfire Sword pierced through James’ body.

“What?”

The crowd exclaimed.

“Is James defeated?”

Just as everyone thought that James was defeated, his body that was pierced through began to

disintegrate.

1-It’s an afterimage!”

“He moves so fast that only an afterimage remains!”

Zekiel was stunned.

Just as he was stunned, a sword was pressed against his back.

He turned stiffly.

James was pointing the Primordial Dragon Blade at him.

After momentarily freezing for a few seconds, he recollected himself and said smilingly, “You truly are

impressive, James. I admit defeat.”

Zekiel conceded defeat.

He was no match for James. If James fought seriously, he would be killed.

James pulled back his sword and said smilingly, “You went easy on me.”

“You’re too strong and too fast. My eyes can’t even follow your movements.”

Disappointment was written on Zekiel’s face. He thought he could spread his name far and wide with

the Polaris Sword Art and the Hellfire Sword. However, he was defeated after only demonstrating his

Polaris Sword Art. Meanwhile, his Hellfire Sword did not stand a chance against the Primordial Dragon

Blade at all

Many gathered in the distance and spectated the show.

They anticipated the castle’s destruction. However, they never expected James to be so strong that he

could defeat Zekiel in just a few moves. Besides, it was obvious he went easy on Zekiel. Otherwise,

Zekiel would have been dead.

Upon seeing this, the First Blood Emperor’s expression turned grim.

This was beyond his and the Blood Race’s expectation. They intended for the Solean martial artists to

turn against each other.

However, this was no longer important. These people before him were simply a bunch of insignificant

creatures. To him, only ninth-ranked grandmasters were worthy of his attention. As long as they

concealed their strength and remained in the crowd, the Blood Race would not gain the opportunity to

capture them all in one fell swoop as they were weakened.

“James is getting stronger…”

The First Blood Emperor murmured.

He remembered that James was significantly weaker than he currently was while they were in Malgudi.

However, he managed to become this terrifying in such a short amount of time. He knew that he would

not be able to deflect Zekiel’s move head-on. However, James managed to do so with ease. He even

appeared behind Zekiel at lightning speed. If James had fought seriously, Zekiel would have been

dead.

In the rubble…

James scanned his surroundings and said, “Archbishop Polaris of the Polaris Sect has been defeated.

Is there anyone else who wishes to challenge me?”

James’ voice boomed.

Everyone looked at one another.

The vast majority of people here came here to watch the show. The influential martial artists, on the

other hand, chose to bide their strength upon witnessing James’ brute strength. They waited for others

to step forward to challenge James so that they could make a move when James was injured.

Time passed.

Soon, five minutes passed.

“No one?”

James said.

“I’d like to challenge you.”

Just as everyone was waiting in anticipation, an elderly man stepped forward in the distance. He wore

an ordinary costume and a bamboo hat.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the man.

James stared at the man.

The man was around seventy years of age and had a mustache. He looked like an ordinary man and

did not exude any aura.

The elderly man walked over to James and removed his bamboo hat, clasping his hands and saying.

“I’m the Spirit Master of the Heaven and Earth Sect…. Please, do not go easy on me.”