Mount Bane was a mountain in Sol. Ever since the seal appeared, many unknown mountains suddenly sprung out from nowhere. Many of them were sealed and impossible to navigate, whereas a few were not.

At the peak of Mount Bane, James wielded the Primordial Dragon Blade.

Wearing a composed look on his face, he simply gazed at Yandel who was a hundred meters away. Faced against a powerful figure from the Overworld, he was undaunted. Even when his strength was weaker three years ago, he had managed to gravely injure Xain after performing his ultimate move. Now, although his realm was still a distance away from Xain, their strength was comparable. Since Yandel was not any stronger than Xain, James was not afraid.

Wearing a white robe, Yandel swung the fan in his hand as he exuded a charismatic aura. The fan was his weapon. As the fan moved, a mysterious power began to emerge.

“You have a death wish.”

Yandel’s expression darkened.

Then, in an instant, he took a step forward and app