“Could you really possess such Supernatural Power?” The Zenithal Roc Matron’s expression became one of utter disbelief. “Aren’t there only three powerhouses above the Eight-Star combat level in the Ying World?”

“Sorry about that.” James shrugged. “I don’t even know my own current combat level. At the very least, the injuries on Zvecha Dragon should still be healing, and Mr. Taotie is probably close to starving to death by now.”

The Zenithal Roc Matron trembled all over as if struck by lightning.

‘So, this is the true strength of the Chosen One? If he is truly this terrifying, then I have indeed provoked someone I shouldn’t have. No wonder Yukha remained indifferent. Everything she said was true.’ Thinking this, the Zenithal Roc Matron’s eyes filled with despair, regretting her earlier arrogance. She wished she could find a hole to hide in.

After a moment, she took a deep breath. “As the Chosen One, why do you bully others excessively? Our Spirit Beast Clan has always lived in harmo