Teresa, who had left early, had been secretly watching the battle. She was surprised that James had become so powerful and
exceeded her expectations.
However, James growing stronger was part of her plan. She had worked very hard to realize every step of it.
Teresa hid her aura, and even James could not detect her. She left the Chaos Arena and appeared in an ancient place in one of
the districts.
She arrived outside a mountain gate and looked at the formation ahead of her. She approached and called out, “It’s Xezal. I’m
here to see you, sir!”
Her voice resounded throughout the area.
In the deepest part of the spiritual mountain, a middle-aged man sitting in a lotus position heard her voice and opened his eyes.
He had been sitting in the same position for countless years, and a layer of dust covered his body. With a thought, the dust on
his body disappeared, and he immediately changed into a new robe.
The man waved his hand, and Xezal was instantly teleported in front of him.
Xezal looked at the ordinary-looking man dressed in a simple gray robe. There was nothing special about him, but his eyes
seemed like an endless abyss.
She quickly knelt to the ground and said, “It’s a pleasure to see you, sir.
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, “I’ve been in seclusion for countless eons. There aren’t many left that know
about me. Why do you know me, and how did you find this place?”
Xezal replied, “I’m the daughter of the former Endlos Lord. Before the Ten Districts were established, my father had cultivated
here under your guidance for some time. I often heard my father speak of you in the past. He said you were only second to
Emperor Raiah.”
The middle-aged man looked at Xezal and said, “You should leave.”
Xezal panicked and said frantically, “I have something important I must discuss with you, sir.”
The man replied calmly, “I’ve already lost interest in outside affairs long ago.”
“Are you really satisfied with your current situation? After losing to Emperor Raiah, you came here and lived in seclusion ever
since. Emperor Raiah is already dead. He chased away the Extraterrestrial Demons and established the Ten Districts. You
should inherit his supreme cultivation achievement. No one else in the Endlos is more qualified to inherit his supreme cultivation
achievement than you, sir.
“Moreover, Emperor Raiah has left behind the Herstellen Art inside the Chaos Battlefield. He obtained the Herstellen Art
from the Extraterrestrial Demon’s Great Commander. It’s a Supernatural Power not weaker than the Tenfold Realms
Transcendent Sutra.”
“Hmph,” the middle-aged man snorted indifferently.
‘The Tenfold Realms Transcendent Sutra is nothing impressive. I lost to Emperor Raiah because I haven’t perfected my
Supernatural Power. I’ve already perfected it during the long eons I’ve been in seclusion. Even if Emperor Raiah were still alive,
and we were to fight again, he might not necessarily win again.”
“Of course, you’re right,” Xezal quickly agreed and continued to flatter him, “Emperor Raiah is nothing compared to you, Sir.
However, the successor of Emperor Raiah has appeared. He has mastered the Tenfold Realms Transcendent Sutra and the ten
sacred scrolls and has cultivated the Ten Path Techniques. Don’t you want to prove that your Supernatural Power is stronger
than the Tenfold Realms Transcendent Sutra?”
Xezal urged him, trying to get him to take action.