Chapter 4589

Although he had lost count of his attempts, he repeatedly climbed to his feet. All he could grasp was

that the seal within him was wreaking havoc inside his body. This left him covered in wounds, both

internal and external. Every part of his body was damaged by the ordeal.

“Must I truly reach the same rank as the Ancestral Blood Master to break this seal?” After countless

attempts, James began to consider giving up.

‘Til try one last time,” James exhaled deeply. At that precise moment, he stepped into the realm of the

Omniscience Path. In this heightened state, his Spiritual Power surged, and his veins pulsed with a

newfound serenity and unbridled power. Without a moment’s hesitation, he activated the Blood Mantra.

“Break!” James roared ferociously.

He infused his entire body with strength and fueled it with his blood vein established by the Blood

Matra. He transformed the energy into a multitude of sharp blades. These blades of energy coursed

through his veins, relentlessly striking at the deepest core of the seal within him.

“Crack!” As the countless ethereal blades of blood energy collided with the seal, a resounding boom

reverberated within his body. His physical body could scarcely withstand the immense force,

threatening to rend itself asunder.

Nonetheless, his lips curved into a bright smile. The seal had finally been shattered.

With the seal broken, a stream of blood energy manifested before him. It converged to form the figure

of a spectral man. This phantom figure hovered before James.

“Father-in-law?” As the figure came into view, James’ trepidation outweighed his concern about his

injuries. He promptly withdrew, cautious of the potential threat posed by the Ancestral Blood Master. He

was afraid more harm was coming his way.

“You, lad, have exceeded my expectations,” the phantom figure regarded James, looking on

approvingly. “Truly, I didn’t expect you to break the seal I set up in such a short time.”

Sensing the ethereal presence before him, James noticed a certain illusory afterimage and finally let

out a sigh of relief.

“I’d intended to kill you, but for now, I’ll spare you. I hope you won’t disappoint me or the countless

living beings in the Chaos,” spoke the phantom figure.

With a frown, James inquired, “Does this phantom figure have a connection to your main self?”

The phantom figure elaborated, “In theory, they’re the same. However, since you’re outside my territory,

I have no idea where my phantom has manifested. It’s merely a projection of my soul.”

Continuing, he explained, “Your presence in the outside territory is risky. My phantom will accompany

you for some

time. Throughout that duration, I can come to your aid should you face any danger.”

This phantom manifested as a fragment of the Ancestral Blood Master’s soul. When he initially sealed

James, he embedded a trace of his soul sigil inside James. When James broke the seal, the soul sigil

would activate. This measure was taken to thwart any attempts by other living beings to rescue and

unseal James. Right after, the phantom would materialize to eliminate him.

After entering the outside territory, this phantom was aware of James’ circumstances. James had been

through so much, which led him to trust James for the time being.

However, the knowledge that the phantom possessed was limited to what it perceived in its current

form. The Ancestral Blood Master’s original body could not sense whatever the phantom was able to

unless James returned to the Chaos with the Ancestral Blood Master’s phantom.

Upon hearing this, James’ eyes lit up, and he asked, “How strong is this phantom?”

“Well,” mused the Ancestral Blood Master, “It should be strong enough to fight with the Deputy Master

of the Daemonium Sect.”

This phantom existed within the sigil within James’ body, thus it was aware of James’ current goals.

“It’s that powerful?” James exclaimed in astonishment. The Ancestral Blood Master was undeniably

formidable and the mere existence of a phantom capable of taking on the Deputy Master of the

Daemonium Sect was astounding.

The phantom figure nodded. “Indeed, it can hold its own in a battle. Nonetheless, this form isn’t my

original body, so its energy is limited. As my energy wanes, so too will the phantom’s presence. This

manifestation can probably fight for roughly a day.”