Chapter 6783

James paused, the wine jar halfway to his lips. “Morgott? Is that why they came for me? It seems

Yehria's scheme has begun.’

Cedric glared at Slyvia and reprimanded, “Are you out of your mind?” Sylvia countered, “Maybe he was

deceived by Morgott's spirit! We've only heard a one-sided story from Yehria. Shouldn't we at least

allow him to explain?”

Cedric snapped, teeth clenched in frustration, “Stop simping over him! You're only doing this because

he's handsome—"

Slyvia retorted, “Nonsense! I am merely stating the truth. My master reminded me not to spare the

wicked but also to not condemn the innocent.”

Amidst their escalating argument, James took a hearty swig of Chaos Absinthe and laughed. He

realized Yehria's plot was not without its flaws. The supreme beings were not fools either.

Xenova finally broke his silence. He smiled and said, “Slyvia does have a point. If you surrender

Morgott's spirit to us and accompany us to the Thirty-Third Heaven to clarify matters, nobody will have

to die.

“After all, you're still one of the five Chosen Ones. Why jeopardize your future by allying with a demonic

spirit?”

Cedric and Slyvia halted their arguments and turned to gauge James’ response.

James placed the wine jar on the table and flashed a wry smile. “Did that stinky fish tell you I've been

keeping Morgott's spirit?"

The trio were stunned by how James had addressed Yehria. Besides James, nobody else in the Thirty-

Three Heavens would dare to make such a disrespectful remark.

Cedric said furiously, “How dare you disrespect Tai Chi?!! You...” James rolled his eyes and said, “How

would you know I'm talking about her? Does that mean you also think of her as a stinky fish?”

"You..."

“That's enough.” Xenova stopped Cedric. Then, he redirected his attention to James and said in a

serious tone, “We're offering courtesy before we have to use force. Whether or not you comply, you'll

have to surrender Morgott's spirit and come with us. The supreme beings are awaiting your presence in

the Thirty-Third Heaven.”

Sylvia looked at James and advised, “Don't resist. It'll be futile. If you're innocent, you simply need to

clarify it to everyone. You don't need to put yourself in a position that stands against Zymurgy.”

James smiled lightly at Slyvia and said, “You're kind and reasonable. Whether it's sincere or not, I'll

remember your goodwill.”

He then rose to his feet and said calmly, “Unfortunately, if you intend to bring me to the Thirty-Third

Heaven as a prisoner, I can’t comply.” Xenova and Cedric, spurred by his refusal, erupted with powerful

auras that only those at the Yitro Daeclon Rank could wield. In the face of the destructive force, James

stood unflinching, the pressure seemingly having no effect on him.

Caught in the escalating tension, Slyvia found herself at a dilemma. She was unsure whether to join

them to subdue James or to stand aside.

Xenova snorted, “Impressive. You're only at the Ninth Xaeclon Rank but can withstand our powers. It

seems I should open your eyes today.” Xonova flicked his fingers, and a ray of purple-gold light

emerged to form a long sword. Then, he charged at James.

A loud clang resounded when the sword was only millimeters away from James’ throat. A crimson light

shield had emerged to block the sword.

Xanova's eyes widened in shock. “You!”

James raised his hand, grabbed the sword, and said, “A pretty good Spiritual Tool. You two have

chosen the wrong side.”

As soon as James finished speaking, he raised the sword and slashed out. A ten-colored light instantly

burst, knocking Xenovbsa and Cedric away.