Chapter 1399


    “Did you not?” Furrowing his eyebrows, James took Delh’s photo out and tossed it to Archbishop


    Pris, saying, “Take a good look at this.”


    Archbishop Pris caught the photo and scrutinized Delh’s appearance, shaking his head. “I’ve


    never seen her.”


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    “Impossible,” James argued. “The Archbishop of St. Anne’s Castle told me that you were the one who


    took them away.


    He even specifically mentioned that it was Archbishop Pris, ranked third on the Elysian Ranking,


    who took them away.”


    “I am Archbishop Pris, alright. I’m also ranked third on the Elysian Ranking. However, I have no idea


    what you’re talking about.”


    “You have no idea?”


    James’ face darkened, and he clenched the de of Justice, saying coldly, “Maybe you’ll be reminded


    of something when you’re beaten to a pulp?”


    “Hahaha…”


    Archbishop Pris burst into a peal ofughter.


    “How insolent of you, young man! No one has dared speak to me like that in a hundred years. Beat me


    to a pulp?


    How impudent! If you can defeat me, I’ll help you find the person you’re searching for.”


    A crowd formed around them. Everyone looked at James puzzledly.


    “That Solean ancient martial artist seems to be searching for someone.”


    “Looks like it… The person he’s looking for seemed to be taken away by Archbishop Pris.”


    “No way… I heard that the Archbishop had been in closed-door meditation for the past few years. I


    don’t think he’s gone outside at all.”


    Many conversed in whispers.


    Koehler watched the two intently.


    At that moment, his gaze was fixed on James.


    He had heard of James. After all, it was because of James’ arrival in Durandal that he organized the


    International Martial Arts Conference to settle the score from a century ago.


    He did not believe that James stood a chance against Archbishop Pris. James was at most thirty


    years of age.


    Even if he had begun cultivating in his mother’s womb, he had only cultivated for three decades. How


    would he stand a chance against the Archbishop, who was already a renowned martial artist a century


    ago?


    Over the course of a century, Archbishop Pris had been in closed-door meditation and researching


    martial arts. He was one of the most powerful individuals in the world.


    “James, go somewhere else if you’re looking for someone. Don’t make trouble for me.” Looking at


    James, Koehler chastised him.


    James, however, brandished the de of Justice. Pointing the sword at Archbishop Pris, he uttered


    word by word, “I’m curious to see what you’ve got. Come at me.”


    “Does he have a death wish?”


    “Doesn’t he know that Archbishop Pris is ranked third on the Elysian Ranking?”


    “Where does he get that confidence from?”


    Many watched in anticipation. Only a single person wore a grim expression-Lucjan Owen.


    He knew of James’ strength. Though he was only a seventh-rank grandmaster at the Mount Thunder


    Conference, he had managed to defeat and kill Yaakov Johnston, an eighth-rank martial artist. Now


    that months have passed, he was unsure of James’ strength.


    “Has he crossed into the eighth rank? If so, he’s a freak who’s even more terrifying than Can from a


    hundred years ago.”


    Lucjan murmured. At that moment, he had the desire to kill James. He could not allow him to leave


    Mount Olympus alive. Otherwise, there would be endless trouble.


    In the distance, Thea, who was wearing a mask, watched the situation unfold silently. She knew that


    James had crossed into the eighth rank and had cultivated the Invincible Body Siddhi.


    Hence, she did not act recklessly. Instead, she focused all of her efforts on healing her injuries. Based


    on her current condition, she couldpletely recover in another day.


    Then, ncing at Lucjan, her face darkened. She nned to use this opportunity to exterminate Lucjan


    once and for all.