Chapter 6092

James immediately conjured the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell and trapped the man in it.

A peal of bells rang out as soon as the bell was set in place.

The middle-aged cultivator yelled and groaned in pain as he could not break out of the bell no

matter what he tried to do.

At the same time, a tremendous amount of Genesis Power flowed from the bell toward James.

On the other hand, the pair of elderly cultivators had looks of approval as they watched the battle

from a distance.

Eventually, the bell stopped chiming.

James was sitting on the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell with his eyes closed. As he opened his eyes,

James could sense his Genesis Power had improved considerably.

He could even tell that the Genesis Power of this Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Ninth Tribulation

cultivator was equivalent to that of ten thousand Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Eighth Tribulation

cultivators who were at the peak of their powers.

James hopped off the bell and put it away. Only then did he notice a dead, black snake lying in the

spot where the bell was placed just a while ago.

“This is too cruel…” James muttered.

He turned around and asked, “What would happen to their other self in the outside world if I were to

destroy all the entitiesʼ main self here?”

The elderly cultivators merely looked at James and smiled enigmatically.

There was clearly something more to this judging by those men’s responses.

James pondered for a bit. Then, he teleported and re-emerged before Xacharyʼs sculpture.

“I pick him. Please undo the seal placed on his body.”

The man in the white robe frowned. “He’s an upper-grade Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Ninth

Tribulation cultivator, though.”

“We must warn you.” The elderly cultivator in the black robe said in a grim tone, “When it comes to

the Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Ninth Tribulation, there’s a huge difference in terms of power between

cultivators of different grades.

“Even if you mastered various signature skills, you might not be able to handle this level of inter-

rank battle.”

“It’s fine.” James replied calmly, “If I sense that I am losing, I can always escape back to the

previous level. He won’t be able to pass through the seal anyway.”

“I’m just worried that you may not have the time to do that later.” The man in the white robe let out a

soft sigh.

James grinned.

Even if he did not have the chance to escape, James still had his trump card, the Yuraeceon

Genesis Bell.

James felt confident about the bell since it protected him from Rebella, who was on the upper-grade

Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Ninth Tribulation.

The man in the black robe reminded him. “You can only choose to lift two people’s seal. This is your

final chance. Are you sure you want to go with him?”

James nodded.

The elderly men exchanged a glance and raised their palms. A beam of white light and a beam of

black light were cast onto Xacharyʼs sculpture.

The seal was lifted almost instantaneously.

James shuddered a little as he could sense an overwhelming amount of Genesis Qrohm.

“He’s that strong?!”

James unleashed the second extreme of the curse magic and summoned nine evil spirits again.