Roar of the Supreme Warrior

Quinn was ranked first on the Mount Heavenly Path's Martial Ranking.

He had eight Ousias and single-handedly crafted his signature skill, the Clone Art.

Quinn was never forced to use the Clone Art against cultivators in the same rank as him. His signature skill allowed him to kill even an Ancestral God.

Yet, James was able to best Clone Art.

Quinn would have died had James not shown any mercy.

He had always thought himself superior and above others. Thus, he found it hard to accept defeat.

Like a madman, he ran far away and disappeared from everyone's sight.

James was relieved after Quinn's departure. He would not have been able to take it had the battle gone on much longer.

Many of his Path Seals had been destroyed. His Sword Path Seal was the more important one among them. After it was shattered, he still continued to use the Sword Path and caused great harm to his body. After Quinn vanished, James' body dropped from the sky and crashed into the ground.

"It's James' victory!"

"Amazing. James won the match."

"Once again, he's miraculously turned the tides. At the Grand Emperor Rank's Third Heaven, he reached the top of the Martial Ranking and became the most outstanding cultivator under the Quasi Acenstral Rank. The crowd in the distance cheered raucously.

Swoosh!

An old man with white hair appeared before James' fallen body.

It was the Ancestral Needle Master. He squatted down to check on James' injuries.

After examining James' condition, his brows furrowed. "Several of your Path Seals have been destroyed, and your cultivation foundation was also affected."

James struggled to his feet. He looked at the worried Ancestral Needle Master with a weak smile and said, "I'm fine, Sir. I'll feel better after resting a while."

The Ancestral Needle Master stood up and said, "Indeed. You've grasped the Life Path, allowing you to recover from your injuries as long as you're still breathing. As for your damaged Path Seals, I'm sure they'll also recover once you recuperate for long enough."

The Ancestral Needle Master did not

stay for long and quickly left. Although he disappeared from the area, his voice echoed behind him "Don't forget our agreement in the Callahan Residence. Once you're done here, come to me so I can teach you the rest of my medical skills."

James turned to the direction the Ancestral Needle Master had traveled toward and shouted, "Of course."

The Ancestral Sword Master smiled while concealing himself and murmured, "He sure is impressive." After lauding James for his effort, he turned and left.

The Ancestral Talisman Master was

also pleased by the battle's

tou?

outcome. "He has already mastered three types of Marcocosm Power. If I recall correctly, there's another Macrocosm Ancestral God in the depths of the Dark World that also possesses three kinds of

U/

James will definitely be a Macrocosm Ancestral God with the power he wields," he muttered pensively.

Macrocosm Power of "at also

The Five Ancestral Masters were also satisfied with James' performance.

In Mount Heavenly Path, Herschel was downcast. He sat depressedly in the highest seat without saying a single word.

James successfully defeated Quinn, Martial Ranking's top fighter. Moreover, he defeated all the powerhouses he had sent after him.

He was so close to reaching Mount Heavenly Path. Once James stepped foot into Mount Heavenly Path, he was no longer allowed to attack James.

An obvious smile formed on Thea's cold face.

She turned to Sienna and smirked. "Congratulations, Sienna."

Herschel silently left the main hall for a restricted area of Mount Heavenly Path.

He looked at Hadad respectfully in Hadad Palace and said, "Father, I apologize for my incompetence. I failed to kill James and he has

already arrived outside of Mounet

Heavenly Path. What should I do? Shaft send an even stronger powerhouse to finish him or let him enter Mount Heavenly Path?"

Hadad sat in the highest seat. He had also watched James' fight outside Mount Heavenly Path. As such, he was also aware many powerhouses had secretly shown up to watch the battle.