Chapter 4196
The Chaos Sacred Art was too profound. The Chaos Script was unrivaled in its depth and
profoundness, and James could not understand anything. He looked at the closed book before him,
and the mysterious voice that appeared previously rang inside his head. He closed his eyes and
concentrated onprehending them. The voice seemed toe from the depths of the Chaos. Yet, it
also seemed to havee from the depths of his soul. After contemting for a whole day, James still
could not understand what the voice was.
“Perhaps this is the voice of the Chaos that contains the supreme Chaos Path,” He murmured.
Since he could not understand anything, he put those thoughts aside.
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He stored the Chaos Sacred Art away and looked in the direction where the Grand Patriarch was in a
closed-door meditation. He was wondering if he should consult the Grand Patriarch.
With that idea in mind, he immediately stood up and headed in the Grand Patriarch’s direction. Soon,
he arrived outside the Formation, and he called for the Grand Patriarch from outside the Formation,
“Grand Patriarch, I, Wyot Dalibor, wish to have an audience with you.”
“Grand Patriarch!”
…
He called out a few times.
Following that, a crack appeared on the Formation, and James arrived at the mountaintop. An elderly
man was sitting on a rock. He looked even older now than before. His face was wrinkled, and his flesh
was almostpletely gone. James could sense that he did not have long to live. Just as the Grand
Patriarch said, he was already nearing his end.
“Grand Patriarch.”
James looked at the Grand Patriarch, who had his eyes shut and greeted him respectfully.
Hirah Dalibor opened his eyes slightly and looked at James. He extended his wrinkled arm and pointed
at a rock opposite him, saying feebly, “Sit.”
James leaped onto a rock opposite Hirah and sat in a lotus position. Looking at Hirah, whose vitality
was seeping away, he asked, “What happened, Grand Patriarch? Why is your vitality seeping away so
quickly?”
Hirah sighed and said, “I suffered a longsting injury during the war with the Human Race. I guess it’s
already a miracle that I’ve survived till now.”
“Is there no other way, Grand Patriarch? The Dooms need you. Without you, how are we supposed to
stand among the other races as equals?”
Hirah waved his hand slightly and interrupted James.
“You have potential, Wyot. You’re the future of the Dooms. Until you have risen as a force to be
reckoned with, I won’t sumb that easily. The only thing I’m worried about is the tribtion of the
Dooms. All this while, I have extrapted repeatedly. Although much of my strength is depleted, I
managed to have a peek of Heaven’s Secret.”
Hearing this, James was stunned. However, his expression remained unchanged as he asked, “Do you
have a way to resolve the Dooms’ crisis?”