Yechiel was no pushover.

He was a Supernatural that had unlocked four Inner Gates. On Earth, someone of his strength would be easily regarded as invincible.

With his power, he thought he wielded a great amount of authority on Earth where martial arts had declined. He quite liked Wyrmstead and wanted to become the Emperor of that nation. However, he was thwarted by a young man and defeated in a single move.

The force shattered the bones in his arm.

He fell to the ground, struggled to get up, and looked at James timidly. “W-Who are you? I’ve never heard of someone like you in the Overworld. Are you from the Overworld? Where did you come from?”

Yechiel had seen almost all the talented powerhouses in the Overworld. He even knew of the ones he had not met before.

However, he had no idea who was the person before him.

James walked over slowly

Yechiel continuously retreated backward as he could sense James’ murderous intent.

At that moment, the idea of retreating crossed his mind.

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