Rebella, Xitlaly, Yancy, and Wylie, all reaching the peak of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation, mobilized their full strength to resist this unprecedented pressure. Only Lyla, who had the highest cultivation base, could still move freely under the golden light, albeit at a greatly reduced speed.

Seeing that everyone was struggling to hold on, James raised his hand, and the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell swiftly flew towards the sky. It enlarged infinitely while spinning until it enveloped the entire Xyndaros Genesis World. Finally, it resisted the pervasive golden light and terrifying pressure.

A surprised sound came from the void, followed by a majestic yet ethereal voice booming. “James, you’ve indeed used the guardian treasure of my Timaeus Sect to its limits. This is quite unexpected.”

“It’s Gladwin,” Lyla reminded softly.

James smiled. “What’s this Supernatural Power called? It’s quite formidable.”

“This is called the Historial Dragon’s Breath,” Lyla whispered. “A technique cr