One particular day, a thousand years later, James was in the back mountain of Mount Thea.
He sat on a rock at the cliff, letting the breeze mess up his long hair.
Swoosh!
A figure suddenly flashed beside him.
The man that appeared wore a black robe and had horns on his head.
Quiomars called out respectfully, “Master.”
James asked sluggishly, “What’s the matter, Quiomars?”
Quiomars replied, “Master, I’ve been secretly monitoring the Omnipotent Lord for the past thousand years. He never left the Ancestral Holy Site, but he frequented a restricted area of the Ancestral Holy Site. I quietly followed him but found a potent formation around the restricted area. It’s not a formation set up by a human but from someone of the Greater Realms.”
James immediately regained his spirit, jumped off the rock, and asked, “What else?”
Quiomars took a deep breath and said, “I sensed a magical power coming from inside the formation. I’ve seen this power before in the Primordial Realm Era.”
James asked, “What kind of power is it?”
“It’s from the Ursa Race.”
Quiomars’ expression immediately became solemn.
“The Ursas are a mighty race from the Greater Realms.
They’re also one of the Ten Great Races that destroyed the Primordial Realm. The Ursas have a unique power capable of mimicking any kind of power.”
“That must be it.”
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