Wotan showed up with tousled hair and horrific wounds. His white robe was stained with blood, and he looked worn out.

James looked at Wotan with a frown and said, “You’re the tenth in the Gold Rank of the Chaos Ranking. In a one-on-one fight, you’re undefeatable by cultivators at the Quasi Acme Rank. You had a considerable chance of winning a fight against an Acmean. How did you end up in such a terrible state?”

Wotan walked over, sat on the ground, and sighed despondently. “Don’t even ask me