Roar of the Supreme Warrior

As the top cultivator on the Gold Rank, Deshawn stepped up to calm down the flustered creatures.

"Our main priority is to find a way to leave this place. As long as we can leave the Sky Islands and pass through the formation, the powerhouses outside will definitely sense what's going on in the Ancient Realm. Then, we'll be safe." James stepped aside and remained silent, waiting for Deshawn to tell them their next course of action. He had wanted to win over the hearts of the creatures present, but decided to stay his hand for now.

He had already examined the formation long ago. Although it was not an olden formation, it was mysterious and had complicated Formation Inscriptions mixed into it.

James believed that no one here was strong enough to break through the formation. Even the experts from Mount Chaos would need a long while before they could crack it.

James wanted to wait until everybody's breaking point when they had lost all hope and ideas. As soon as he becomes the Doom Race's patriarch, he would have the support of the various races present. "Yeah, we should go with Deshawn's suggestion."

"Deshawn is the strongest on the Gold Rank and is well-informed. He must have some idea about the formation here. Surely he'll break it soon."

"What do you need from us? Just say the word, Deshawn."

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Although James had impressed everyone with his strength just moments ago, Deshawn stood at the top of the Chaos Ranking. Thus, many of them blindly trusted him instead of Wyot. Many creatures moved over to Deshawn's side.

Only Yente approached James and stood beside him. With a frown, she asked, "You're the Doom Race's successor and stand to become its patriarch soon. There are many future leaders from the many races in the Greater Realms present. Now's your chance to sway them to your cause. It'll be extremely beneficial once you're head of the Doom Race. So why aren't you

saying anything?"

James glanced at Yente. He never expected to hear these words from her. Her behavior made her claim to stay by his side seem genuine. Yente was a very talented woman and James was pleased to have her support. He replied lightly, "I don't like drawing attention to myself. If Deshawn can get all of us out safely, we should listen to him."

As he spoke, James smiled playfully and wrapped his arm around Yente's slender waist. Yente immediately recoiled when she felt his hands.

around her. Discomfort flashed net!

across her lovely face, making it evident she did not enjoy his gestures.

However, she forcibly swallowed her emotions and allowed him to do as he pleased after thinking about the Cloud Race's current plight. Many of the creatures noticed James' behavior.

"So, the rumors about Wyot being a womanizer seems true."

"Rumors circulated through the Doom Race Claiming that although Wyot has a Thousand Paths Holy Body, he's more fascinated with beautiful women. He's ruined many of the women belonging to the collateral members in the Dooms."

Many creatures expressed their disgust toward James. However, Yente's teammates remained silent.

Yente smiled brightly and chirped. "I'm siding with you now, Wyot. I leave myself in your capable hands. You'd better protect me."

"Of course, of course."

James grinned and said, "I promise I'll treat you well. When I become the Doom Race's patriarch, I'll restore the Cloud Race's position in the realm and kill whoever dares to lay a hand on your kin."