“Th-The Crepe Myrtle Divine Sword… Impossible!”

His expression was full of disbelief.

The Crepe Myrtle Divine Sword was the sword of the Ancestral Sword Master, who always had the sword by his side. He found it hard to believe that a cultivator at the Divine Rank possessed the sword of the Ancestral Sword Master.

“Not bad…” James said, “I didn’t expect you to recognize the Crepe Myrtle Divine Sword.”

“Wh-Who are you to the Ancestral Sword Master?” Murchadt’s voice trembled.

However, at that moment, James could feel an overwhelming power charging toward him out of nowhere. Without any indication, he was crushed by the power, and the Divine Sword in his hand showed signs of disappearing.

“What?” James was stunned.

At that moment, unable to withstand the power, the Blood Energy inside his body churned, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Meanwhile, the Divine Sword in his hand transformed into a purple light and disappeared into the Celestial Abode.

‘What’s going on?’

He was