Chapter 2498

“You know him?” Qusai asked puzzledly.

“Mhm.” James nodded and said, “He’s Lucifer Menachem, the only surviving bloodline of the Grand

Emperor and the Young Master of the Hadean Clan. I fought against him once on Earth.”

Henrik asked smilingly, “You must have won, I assume?”

James nodded and said, “Yes, but barely. I almost lost, in fact. Because of that battle, Lucifer promised

me that the Demon Race and the beasts would not attack Earth and the earthlings for ten thousand

years.”

As he said that, Lucifer turned to look in his direction as if sensing his presence.

James smiled at him as a form of greeting.

Various prodigies and clans of the Three Dimensions were gathered here. Even the Azurean Clan was

present. However, their Patriarch was not present as he had already left with Maxine to search for a

Yogacara in the vast universe.

Seeing that almost everyone was there, Txomin looked at the crowd and clasped his fists. “Brielle

Labhrann, a member of the Labhranns’ Mortal Dimension, is holding a martial art tournament to choose

her husband. Allow me to extend my sincerest greetings to everyone present here today. As long as

you’re below the age of one hundred, you’re more than welcome to participate in this tournament.

“As we have many participants here today, Brielle would be greatly exhausted if she had to fight

against everyone. How about this? We’ll hold a tournament to determine the top ten. As long as you’re

in the top ten, you’ll be given the right to fight against Brielle. If you defeat her, you’ll obtain the right to

marry her.”

Txomin’s voice boomed.

Many prodigies were waiting in anticipation.

Putting the marriage aside, getting into the top ten would get them acknowledged as the most

distinguished fighters in the Demon Realm. By showing their potential, they might even be chosen to

be the Inner Disciples of powerful figures. Should that come to pass, they would certainly rise as great

fighters themselves.

Lucifer had no objections whatsoever. He only came at Tigranes’ request. Besides, the Demon Realm

was his headquarters. As his father was once the Patriarch of the Hadean Clan, he believed the clan

belonged to him. Now, however, the clan remained in Tigranes’ possession, and his primary objective

was to read the situation and make preparations to seize back his position as the Patriarch. He could

not care less about the engagement.

Txomin continued, “The tournament will be held in the Divine Dimension. In the Divine Dimension,

there’s a restricted area called the Great Dividing Range, in which there’s a place called the Demon

Abyss. A mysterious divine object called the Demonic Spiritual Herb grows there. The rules of this

tournament are simple. Find the Demonic Spiritual Herb and retrieve it, and you win.”

Hearing this, the participants from the Divine Dimension furrowed their eyebrows.

Tigranes glanced at Txomin and furrowed his eyebrows, saying, “Are we really going to organize the

tournament at the Great Dividing Range? Are they really going to search for the Demonic Spiritual

Herb?”

“Why? Is there a problem?” Txomin asked.

Tigranes said, “It’s a restricted area of the Demon Realm. Even cultivators at the Divine Rank might not

return, let alone those who’ve barely reached the Sage Rank.”

Txomin said, “Brielle Labhrann possesses extraordinary potential, and she needs a husband worthy of

her. If you’re blessed by the Heavenly Path, you might return safely. If you’re afraid of dying, don’t go.”

Hearing this, Tigranes fell silent.

Txomin looked at the crowd and said, “You might die on your way to the Great Dividing Range. If you’re

afraid of dying, simply don’t go. Otherwise, feel free to try your luck.”

His voice boomed.

In the distance, James asked, “What’s the Great Dividing Range?”

Qusai shook his head. As he was not from the Demon Realm, he did not know what it was.

Henrik said, “It’s a restricted area of the Divine Dimension that’s full of danger. As for the specifics, I

don’t really know either. I just know that even a Quasi-Emperor might lose his life there.”

Hearing this, James took a deep breath.

If even a Quasi-Emperor could lose his life, he would perish in just a few minutes. There was no way

he would go.