Chapter 3951
James wanted to recruit more powerhouses to assist Sienna and increase their chances of sess.
Riding on Quiomars, James returned to the lesiastical Restricted Zone.
In the past, Mateo had set up a powerful formation to trap an Acmean in a dangerous battlefield within
the lesiastical Restricted Zone. The formation was cracked during the fight against the Acmean,
and its strength had drastically weakened over time. Although it was damaged and weakened, the
formation was still capable of trapping and killing a powerful Acmean. After Lord Samsong stumbled
into the formation, he was unable to easily escape it.
James appeared in the central region of the lesiastical Restricted Zone, which was an ind. He
stood on the top of a spiritual mountain and looked at the shattered formation in the distance. He saw
Lord Samsong resisting the formation’s remaining strength. What’s more, an Acmean’s soul was
lingering within the formation.
Even though he was dead, he still possessed terrifying strength. Although his body and soul were
destroyed, his anguish remained and formed a lingering soul. What James had previously encountered
in the Sky City were also lingering souls.
These lingering souls were the remaining anguish of the
Acmeansthat had died in the lesiastical Restricted Zone. Master Mateo had specifically built the
Sky City to trap these lingering souls. With the passage of time, the strength of these lingering souls
would also weaken.
Gradually, they wouldpletely vanish.
However, these lingering souls took a long time to disappear. Although they had existed since the
Primordial Realm Era, they were as strong as Ninth Stage Lords.
Meanwhile, the lingering souls in the shattered formation were not very strong, as the formation
constantly drained their power. The lingering souls in the formation only had the strength equivalent to
that of a Ninth Stage Lord.
As he resisted the remaining power of the formation, Lord Samsong also had to fight off the lingering
souls. He was already ragged and severely injured but continued to sustain more damage.
Despite his severe injuries, he was a Ninth Stage Lord and would not die so easily. It would not be a
problem for him to survive in the shattered formation for another few thousand or tens of thousands of
Epochs. In time, he would eventually break the formation and escape.
Quiomars said, “Master, Lord Samsong is proud and arrogant. He won’t readily cooperate with you,
and it’ll be hard for you to win him over. Would you like me to intentionally endanger him further?”
“Alright. Sounds like a good idea.” James agreed.
James knew it would be difficult to recruit a Ninth Stage
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Lord. In the Dark World’s current predicament, Ninth Stage Lords had basically reached the pinnacle of
cultivation.
They were existences that stood above all others, so they would not readily submit to another.
Quiomars left quickly and appeared inside the formation in the next moment. As soon as he entered
the formation, he took the form of a middle-aged man wearing a ck robe. His appearance was
unremarkable and almost unattractive.
Quiomars headed over to Lord Samsong’s location. In just a short moment, he appeared before Lord
Samsong and attacked him. Lord Samsong was already in a tight spot and could not react in time to
Quiomars’ attack. He sustained another severe injury and his situation became critical.
After Qiomars abruptly attacked Lord Samsong, he disappeared silently.
“Who are you?!” Lord Samsong was enraged. His messy hair whipped around as he quickly turned,
looking for his assant.
“Come on! Show yourself! Only weaklings hide themselves! If you have the guts,e fight me fair
and square!”
Lord Samsong was frantic from the unending torture caused by the formation. His blood boiled with
anger.
Suddenly, a figure shed before his eyes. He quickly backed away but was struck again. Quiomars
had punched a hole in his chest this time, forming a gaping wound.