Roar of the Supreme Warrior



Upon seeing this, James furrowed his eyebrows. This was a Formation he personally set up. A single wave of Sword Energy was enough to annihilate a Nine-Power Macrocosm Ancestral God. Faced with such an overwhelming opponent, James did not dare let his guard down. As his mind stirred, the Malevolent Sword appeared in his hand. As he held the Malevolent Sword in his hand, he sensed the sword's power, which gave him

some assurance.

"You...!"

Upon sensing the Malevolent Sword's power, the Ursa's face darkened. The sword's power was too terrifying, and even he could feel a chill running down his spine. If he was at his peak form, he would not have been afraid. However, he was injured, and James was simply too unpredictable. This was a man who had cultivated Chaos Power and was at the Omniscience Path's Sixth Stage. Now that he had a Superweapon in his possession, the Ursa began having thoughts of fleeing.

"Do you have a death wish?"

The Ursa said coldly, "Even if you possess a Superweapon, cultivated Chaos Power, and have crossed into the Omniscience Path's Sixth Stage, you have yet to reach the Acme Rank. As such, you won't stand a chance against me. Even if there's a Superformation here, I will be able to annihilate all of you if I go all-out. Instead of a lose-lose scenario, let's have a seat and discuss things through."

The Ursa's voice boomed.

James pointed the Malevolent Sword at the Ursa and said with a blank expression on his face, "There's nothing for us to talk about. In the Primordial Realm's age, the Ten Great Races exterminated the Human Race and severed the potential and vitality of all humans. This grudge can't be resolved without some bloodshed."

How would James compromise at this point in time?

Quiomars and Matthias walked out of the Formation and surrounded the Ursa, holding powerful Chaotic Treasures in their hands. Their strength was formidable, and even though they had not crossed into the Acme Rank, they were very close. As they exuded an overwhelming aura, they glared at the Ursa.

Matthias stretched and said, "Back then, my race's Grand Patriarch perished at the hands of the Ten Great Races. Today, I will settle the score." Quiomars said coldly as well, "When the Ten Great Races invaded the Primordial Realm, the Tendo Sect was completely wiped out. As a member of the Ten Great Races, you will not be forgiven."

"Hahaha!"

The Ursa burst into a peal of laughter.

Seeing that the negotiations had

broken down, he knew that he would have to fight to the death. However despite knowing how grim the situation was, he was unafraid. Even if he had to die, he would drag a few others to hell alongside him. NôvelDrama.Org content.

"Come!" he roared.

His deafening roar immediately shattered a few of the formation's layers.

However, James had set up too

many formations. The moment a layer of the formation was

shattered, the formation's powemet

would be immediately relocated to the destroyed area and recover the shattered parts.

James' expression was ice-cold as he held the Malevolent Sword in his hand. As his body flashed, he appeared before the Ursa in the blink of an eye.

A spear appeared in the Ursa's hand, and he thrust the weapon toward James when he appeared.

The spear and the Malevolent Sword collided, and two unparalleled powers exchanged blows.

James could feel a bizarre power spreading throughout his body through the Malevolent Sword. This power made the Blood Energy inside his body churn. Unable to suppress the Blood Energy in time, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, he was knocked back by the force.

Even though the Ursa was injured, his power was greater than James'. After knocking James back, he charged toward James ferociously. Swish!

A light materialized from the spear and flew toward James.