Those gathered in the main hall were the strongest humans.

Everyone stared at James, who was wearing a mask.

“Is that James?”

“Didn’t he die in the battle a hundred thousand years ago? How is he still alive?”

“Yeah, he should be dead.”

Many discussions took off.

James slowly removed the mask from his face and casually threw it aside.

Xandros exclaimed, “James! It’s really you.”

Holding onto the Crepe Myrtle Divine Sword, James shouted, “Stand right there.”

Xandros immediately halted in