“Dad, have you ever been a decent father? Since I was born, what have you done for me? “Don’t you


    think you owe me? Don’t you think you should make it up to me? “Have I hindered you by cultivating


    the Demonic Body? Have I ever truly harmed you? Have I threatened you? “Dad, I’m helping you to


    seek revenge.


    I''ll devour Xachary Thornton, dwin Warrick, and Yaquis Holiness.


    Then, I’ll assist you in devouring the Tai Chi Messenger and fight alongside you to defeat Tai Chi.


    “James Caden, speak up.


    Why don’t you dare to face me directly? “My mom is Yemima Dalibor, and my dad is James Caden.


    I remember it all the time.” James remained unmoved upon hearing the clones’ roaring and hysteria.


    He knew very well that these were all grudges and resentment in the hearts of the martial world, even


    from these clones, he could not find one that was kind.


    In the beginning, his indulgence led to such a situation, which also became his own tribtion.


    Now, this tribtion must also be eliminated by him, or else it would be endless trouble.


    After careful consideration, James performed the Terrastride Step, taking dozens of consecutive steps


    around Hetsema’s main self.


    In an instant, the colors of the world changed, and the cave shook violently.


    Under the supreme power of the Terrastride Step, Hetsema and his dozen or so clones, who were


    imprisoned, were immediately entangled by a ck force.


    Amidst the screams and cries of pain, whether it was Hetsema’s main self or the clones, they all


    emitted densely packed energy balls from their bodies, each filled with endless evil.


    “Meet your death, rebellious son!” James said.


    His hands unfolded into the Judgment Scythe and the Nether Demonic Sword, swiftly shattering the


    countless energy balls shot out by Hetsema.


    Amidst the rumbling explosions, with each energy ball shattered, it emitted a fundamentally inhuman


    sound, chilling to the bone, and extremely frightening.


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    At the same time, Hetserna underwent rapid changes in appearance, expressing all sorts of emotions


    and experiences, all vividly portrayed.


    Among them, James caught sight of a strange face.


    It was not Hetsema’s, but a handsome yet extremely sinister face.


    “It must be you, Demonic Spirit!” James roared.


    His hands simultaneously released waves of Sword Energy from both the Nether Demonic Sword and


    the Judgment Scythe, continuously shattering the energy balls from Hetsema.


    James did not care about anything else.


    He had to kill Hetsema, although it was a bit troublesome to do so.


    Once he had almost depleted all of Hetsema’s energy balls, a strange purplish -red light suddenly burst


    out and swiftly rushed to the top of Hetsema’s head, manifesting into an illusory figure.


    James stopped moving when he saw the figure.


    The figure’s expression changed rapidly, sometimes resembling Hetsema’s face, sometimes the


    handsome man’s face, transitioning from crying toughter, fromughter to roaring, and then to anger,


    finally evolving into ferocity.


    “You''re trying to y tricks in front of me!” James growled.


    Immediately, both of his hands released countless Sword Lights toward this illusory figure.


    However, whether from the Judgment Scythe or the Nether Demonic Sword, all the Sword Lights were


    completely swallowed by this illusory figure.


    Seeing this scene, James was shocked.


    “Reveal your main self, Morgott!”