Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 1156

James attempted to dodge the blades by retreating backward but the Ice Swords’ movements were much faster than James’.

He raised his sword to deflect the attacks.

Clang!

One of the Ice Swords shattered on impact and exploded into shards of ice.

The other Ice Swords rushed toward him in a criss-cross pattern, as if they were trying to trap him within a net of deadly blades. James was completely surrounded by the swords and it limited him to only being able to dodge or guard against the relentless attacks.

A small misstep caused one of the blades to slice into his arm.

In an instant, his injured arm began to bleed profusely.

The excruciating pain made it hard for him to hold his sword steady.

James did not dare to neglect the wound and quickly performed the strongest Heavenly Breth technique he could muster. Strong True Energy surged throughout his body and into his limbs and extremities. This caused his skin to take on a bronze sheen.

“W-Wait… It’s him?!”

Atop a distant mountain peak, Delainey exclaimed as she saw James’ skin turn bronze.

“He was the old man that defeated Donovan on Mount Littleroot!”

Delainey happened to be on Mount Litteroot that day when the battle happened.

An unidentified old man defeated Donovan and forced the Grand Patriarch to step in to protect Donovan.

After she returned home, she had been trying to uncover the old man’s identity but could not find any information on him.

She never expected that old man to be James Caden.

James employed Invincible Body Siddhi and his whole body took on a richer bronze hue.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Ice Swords mercilessly slashed at James’ body. The attacks had an effect on his body’s Blood Energy, but no visible wounds seemed to appear on James’ body.

“What’s this?!”

Jackson’s eyes widened when he saw his techniques suddenly deal no damage to James.

The martial art technique he specialized in was called Ice Sword Art.

Supposedly, Ice Sword Art’s attacks should have been enhanced since the weapon he wielded was the legendary Frost Sword. However, despite his efforts, his attacks no longer seemed to be affecting James.

“What kind of martial art technique is this…?”

James was too strong of an opponent. If he himself as the Mount Thunder Sect Leader and wielder of the Frost Sword was unable to stand against him, these elders’ death would be all but guaranteed if they continued to try and attack him.

His clear, deep voice echoed throughout the mountains and stopped the elders in their tracks almost immediately.

“Dad…” Delainey tearfully cried out after she sensed Jackson’s quickly fading energy. She immediately rushed toward the blood-covered figure of her father.

Having spent a tremendous amount of effort to resurface and stop his sect members, Jackson’s hands let go of the Frost Sword as his body once again crashed onto the ground.

James also gradually landed on the ground steadily.

Jackson summoned the vestiges of his strength again to shakily draw himself up and sat on the ground in a slump.

His pale face stood in contrast to the bright red rivulets of blood flowing down it. He turned to the people from Mount Thunder Sect that had rushed to aid him, and he coughed out despondently, “Don’t act rashly.”

James moved his gaze over the crowd of concerned people and spoke calmly, “I’m only here for him and him alone. I won’t involve anyone else unnecessarily.”

As he spoke, he walked forward and pointed the Blade of Justice toward Jackson’s neck.

“Stop it, James!” Delainey screamed desperately.

James put away his sword and looked at the injured Jackson.

He walked over, grabbed Jackson’s collar, and jumped into the air; quickly leaving the scene.