James tried convincing him.

“My Fourteen Heavenly Swords can definitely wipe out a martial artist at the Ninth Stair. However, Harland Walchelin was able to block my attack with ease. Even the combined strength of every single martial artist from Sol might not stand a chance against him.

“Unlike you, I don’t have a death wish.”

Actually, James could stand a chance against a ninth-rank martial artist. He had mastered the Invincible Body Siddhi which allowed him to drastically boost his defensive capabilities. Even against a ninth-rank martial artist, he could still stand a chance. Now, however, he simply did not want Sky to create trouble for the Blood Race.

Sky was enraged. James was speaking the truth. He did not possess the strength to wipe out the Blood Race.

“Damn it!” Sky clenched his fists, and a vein popped out in his neck as he cried out, “Mark my words! One day, I’ll annihilate the Blood Race.”

“Alright now, cheer up. We should return for now and verify the authent