Following another series of thunderous explosions, James’ eight clones shattered the constraint, knocking the chubby old man tens of thousands of meters away.

He regained his balance and said surprisedly, “Who is this man? How does he wield such an extraordinary Supernatural Power?”

“Let me have a go at them,” The tall old man declared, immediately positioning himself above the eight clones. He waved his hand, unleashing a gush of Historial Power. Instantly, countless palms materialized across the sky and descended like meteors.

Simultaneously, the chubby old man raised his palms and summoned countless Sword Lights infused with Historial Power. The Sword Lights quickly encircled James’ clones, rapidly constricting and exerting pressure on them.

Seeing James’ clones in imminent danger, Yegot hurriedly warned, “Those are your mental projections, James. You’ll suffer any harm inflicted upon them.

James abruptly opened his eyes, which flashed with gray, black, and white lights.

“Two