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 black 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 black 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 Villa.

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

Blade, 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 Villa 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 glamorous, 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 place 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 was composed and waved her hand casually. In an instant, the disciples were sent flying and

collapsed heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.

Then, she said coldly. “The Divine Sword Villa 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 become

more volatile. 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 slammed 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 collapsed 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 black-golden light.

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

world shall be mine!”

She cackled.