Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 1953

Xain was blindsided.

Earth’s Empyrean Spiritual Energy was scarce, yet he could sense a very concentrated amount of it in the distance.

That meant the person gathering the energy was practicing a very advanced cultivation method.

He waved his hand, and a force shot out from his sleeve.

James, who had activated the Novenary Golden Body Siddhi in the ruin, was swept up by the force and was dragged in front of Xain.

‘He hasn’t died yet?’ Now it was Conrad’s turn to be dumbstruck.

With the strength he had just exerted, he knew no one other than a Supernatural could survive the attack.

Unexpectedly, James survived it.

James’ body slammed into the ground and further worsened his injuries. He could no longer suppress the rioting Blood Energy in his body and vomited out another mouthful of blood, dying the ground beneath him red.

“James…”

When she saw that James was alive, Maxine rushed over to try and help him up.

Before she could get close to him, she was sent flying again and sustained more injuries.

She struggled up from the ground and glared at Xain, Conrad, and the other disciples. She said bitterly, “What are you guys trying to do?”

Xain ignored Maxine and walked toward James. He stepped on James’ hand and said, “Brat, what kind of cultivation method are you using?”

Despite being the Sacerdotal Sect’s senior disciple, he himself could not gather such strong Empyrean Spiritual Energy in such a short period. Yet, a mere earthling was capable of doing so.

That meant James’ cultivation method was much more advanced than the Sacerdotal Sect’s.

He desperately coveted it.

Xain stepped on James’ chest, causing James to grimace from the pain.

Anger boiled violently in his heart, and he wanted to fight back. However, a piercing pain racked his body as soon as he activated his True Energy, dissipating whatever little True Energy he tried to gather.

This was humiliating.

James felt insulted in a way he had never experienced before.

He had never felt so insulted before in his years as a martial artist.

“B*stard!”

He cursed hatefully, baring his bloodied teeth.

“Let him go!”