Truett was stunned for a moment. Then, he quickly walked over to James and said, “Sorry, James. I stole your limelight.”

James rolled his eyes at Truett, then ascended the stairs.

At that moment, a dozen powerhouses at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation flew out of the palace. They carried a red sedan chair covered with red gauze curtains.

A beautiful woman with heavy makeup and was wearing a colorful robe sat inside the sedan chair. She had an enchanting and mesmerizing appearance.

Her every movement emitted elegance, and she was incredibly alluring.

Adair immediately became vigilant upon seeing her and reminded James, “That’s the Sanctum Sect’s Leader, Wylie Harriet. Be careful, she’s proficient in Soul Art.”

Xatial also whispered, “She’s at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation. We better be on guard.”

James raised his head and said smilingly, “Wylie, huh? She doesn’t look as stunning as you two. Xachary has such a unique taste in women.”

Xatial