Chapter 6584

“It’s time I show you what true strength looks like!” Xachary’s face darkened.

Suddenly, a terrifying purplish-red light erupted from Xachary’s body, brimming with malevolent energy,

and instantly illuminated the surroundings.

Gladwin was caught off guard and was immediately trapped by a mysterious force.

His expression shifted abruptly as he shouted, “ You! What is this?!” Xachary cackled, “You’ve severely

underestimated me, you fool.

You probably only know about Genesis and Historial Power, but never heard of Demonic Power, have

you? “you forced me to do this.

I had hoped to bide my time and cultivate my Level Four Demonic Body, using you as my cover.

Unfortunately, you haven’t been very cooperative and have crossed my bottom line.

I can’t keep you anymore.” After speaking, Xachary reached into the void and summoned a purplish-

red force to pull Gladwin toward him.

In just a few seconds, he had a tight grip around Gladwin’s neck.

As Gladwin observed in shock, Xachary’s face underwent rapid and unsettling transformations —now

crimson, then pallid, followed by black and finally white.

Sometimes, he had Xachary’s usual visage, and at other times, it morphed into unfamiliar features.

Gladwin was aware Xachary had been cultivating a mysterious Demonic Art.

However, he doubted it would surpass Historial Power and Genesis.

He believed even though Xachary had a trace of Tai Chi Power, he was still stronger.

He did not expect Xachary to have concealed his true capabilities so remarkably well.

Xachary radiated with a malevolent energy, which did not belong to the Genesis World nor was it Tai

Chi Power.

It was unmistakably Demonic Power.

In the past, Xachary had been constantly labeling others as a Dark Demon and had been using every

means to get rid of his obstacles.

In reality, he epitomized the truest embodiment of evil.

Xachary said coldly, “You’re pretty strong, Gladwin.

However, you'll become my cultivation resource now.

It’s on you.” With those words, Xachary abruptly opened his bloody mouth and lunged toward Gladwin.

Terrified, Gladwin screamed, “You demon! Are you trying to devour me alive—” Before he could finish

his sentence, a powerful surge of gray, black, and white energy hurtled toward them at rapid speed.

It sliced through the space between Gladwin and Xachary, severing Xachary’s arm.

With a miserable cry, Xachary, who had been haughty moments ago, hurriedly retreated and clenched

his broken limb.

His still rapidly changing face contorted with anger, taking on an even more ferocious expression.

Freed from the restraints, Gladwin slumped to the ground with a horrified look on his face.

Suddenly, a figure materialized in front of Gladwin, transforming into the figure of the Yaquis.

However, it was James, who was under disguise.

Xachary's face darkened upon seeing James.

“It’s been a while, Yaquis.

You've grown stronger.

I see that you two have been conspiring all this time.” James smiled and said calmly, “Conspiring? You,

the leader of the Righteous Alliance dedicated to vanquishing demons, yet you are one yourself? If I

don’t work with Gladwin, then should I have joined forces with you instead?” Xachary laughed

manically, “Haha! Monsters, demons? These are mere labels.

In this world, strength reigns supreme! The strong are the judges of justice, truth, and law! As for

insignificant beings like you, if 1 deem you a demon, then you are one.

I determine your fate.” “Indeed.

Strength commands respect.” James nodded sagely.

“But do you truly believe you’re invincible in the Genesis Worlds just because you possessed a trace of

the Demonic Spirit and cultivated a Demonic Body?”