Magnus’ words sent a chill down James’ spine. The moment he mentioned the Son of Heaven being his junior, James immediately had a bad feeling about this. The man before him was here for vengeance.
He looked at Magnus and remained silent.
Wearing a composed look on his face, Magnus uttered word by word, “The Son of Heaven lost to you because he was weak. Let’s have a battle where you two fought.”
After he spoke, he took his gauntlets out from his sleeves and threw them at James.
“I’ll give you a month to prepare. We will fight to the death on Mount Bane in a week.”
Magnus’ voice grew increasingly distant as he slowly disappeared into thin air.
James looked at the gauntlet in his hand that weighed heavily on him.
“Darling,” Thea’s voice came.
James collected himself and said grimly, “This is the Son of Heaven’s senior and the strongest disciple of the Overworld. The Son of Heaven is incredibly strong, and I went to great lengths to annihilate him. Now, however, I have no idea about my opponent’s strength.”
James was unafraid of battle. However, he did not know how strong his opponent was.
“I’m here.”
Thea said, “Why don’t I go in your stead?”
James shook his head slightly and said, “There’s no need for that considering that we have a week left until the day of the battle. I have to head to the Time Chamber and cultivate for a while to try and cross into the Herculean rank.”
James was confident in his own strength. Even though he was only at the peak of the Supernatural Eighth Inner Gate, he was able to defeat the Son of Heaven who was at the Herculean Second Layer. Should he cross into the Herculean stage, he would be able to stand against those at the Herculean’s Fourth Layer.
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