Suddenly, Zemra erupted with a dazzling display of lights across the dark void instantly illuminating the surroundings.

Chuba said resignedly, “The Qreiyll Sword God truly loves a good fight. Give it your all, James. It’s quite a great chance for you to have encountered, the same goes for us.”

After speaking, he transformed into a streak of light and ascended into the sky.

The two old men positioned themselves, one to the left and the other to the right.

James reached for the two wine jugs on the table and instantly gulped them.

Now, more than ever, he needed to test his skills against powerful opponents to gauge the full extent of his abilities after successfully integrating the Three Treasures.

Zemra encouraged, “Let’s see what you’ve got, James.”

James leaped into the void, distinct from the vibrant display of the elders. Unlike his opponent’s dazzling display of light, he stood still, like a motionless mountain. He seemed undisturbed, serene, and seemingly detached from the