Roar of the Supreme Warrior

Yemima stood up and left the room.

After she left, James' smile vanished.

He knew Wyot's physique and bloodline power and had all his memories.

Wyot had a rare Thousand Paths Holy Body, which was mostly only seen in ancient books. Just as the name implied, one with a Thousand Paths Holy Body could cultivate and adapt to any kind of Path Power. Fortunately, James also had the same physique and could cultivate all Paths of heaven and earth. His body was also compatible with any kind of Path Power.

As for passing the bloodline power test, James had also made preparations before coming to the Doom Race's territory.

Therefore, he was not afraid of whatever test the Doom Race had for him.

The news of Wyot's return had spread throughout the Doom Race. Rumors about the returning Wyot being an imposter had spread wide and far, and everyone was saying that he was a human impersonating Wyot. James was not bothered by the gossip spread in the Doom Race.

He settled on Mount Doom with ease, awaiting the examination in a hundred years.

In the blink of an eye, it had been fifty years since James infiltrated the Doom Race.

On a particular day fifty years later, James was sitting in the yard of his residence when suddenly, a white light descended from the sky and appeared in front of him.

Swoosh!!!

The white light gathered to form a woman dressed in a white dress. She had a veil covering her face, preventing it from being seen. However, her facial features could be vaguely seen.

Seeing the woman, James immediately stood up and greeted her respectfully, "Ma'am."

The woman parted her lips, and her pleasant voice resounded. "Wyot, the Grand Patriarch has asked to see you in the back mountain's holy site."

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James had an extraordinary identity. She was the personal maid of the Doom Race's Grand Patriarch and cared for his daily needs. She was also a powerful cultivator but had never revealed her strength before. No one in the Doom Race had seen her display her strength before.

"The Grand Patriarch wants to see me?" James frowned.

The woman did not say much and left after relaying the message.

James had a solemn expression.

As soon as the woman left, Yemima appeared in the yard. She looked in the direction that the woman disappeared. Then, she quickly approached James. She asked solemnly, "Why did the Grand Patriarch suddenly summon you?"

James shook his head lightly and said, "I'm not sure either. I'll have to go to the back mountain's holy site Perhaps the Grand Patriarch learned that I've improved my cultivation

band wants to teach me the

Sacred Art now that ve

finally met the conditions to cultivate it."

James had a great interest in the Chaos Sacred Art.

The Chaos Sacred Art was comparable to the Primal Mantra.

Countless powerhouses from different races fought desperately over the Primal Mantra on Planet Desolation.

"I'll go see him."

James bid farewell to Yemima and left the yard. He headed directly to the seclusion sanctuary of the Doom Race's Grand Patriarch. The back mountain was full of steep cliffs, and a waterfall could be seen in the distance.

An old man wearing a gray robe sat atop a rock on one of the cliffs. He had white hair and a white beard. His face was wrinkled and sunken,

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making him look a bit skeletal.

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A magical pattern could be seen in front of him.

The old man waved his hand, and the pattern constantly changed. In just a short moment, hundreds of millions of different patterns appeared.