James announced, “Following my master’s wishes, I hereby assume control of the Great Historial Land and declare myself the new ruler. You should change the way you address me.”
Adina abruptly raised her head in shock but quickly averted her gaze to the ground once again. Then, she proclaimed, “Of course, my lord.”
Encouraged by her example, the other temple leaders followed suit and echoed her words.
James responded calmly, “Good. Since I’m the Great Historial Land’s ruler, I must fulfill my master’s wishes. Tell me, which of you here are born from energy?”
The powerhouses were caught off guard by James’ question. The assembled powerhouses exchanged bewildered looks, but nobody stepped forward to answer him.
“Nobody?” James pressed, his tone sharp.
Zenda quickly straightened up and answered, “We’re descendants of beings born from energy. However, we, ourselves, aren’t.”
James snorted, “Is that so? That means you bunch were also birthed naturally?”
The powerhouses exchanged uneasy glances, then lowered their heads.
“This is not good. Master instructed me to relinquish the consciousness of beings born from energy so they return to nature. Now, you’re all claiming to be birthed naturally. How will you adhere to the teachings of the Bloodshade Theory?” James sighed resignedly.
James’ words hung heavily in the air, leaving the powerhouses speechless. Their faces flushed with shame, immediately understanding what James was implying to them.
He questioned where their sense of superiority came from, considering they were also naturally birthed creatures and were not born from energy like their ancestors.
Adina lifted her head and said, “We’re sorry, My Lord. We made a grave mistake. Please punish us as you see first.”
“We acknowledge our past mistakes. As the successor of Emperor Yarden, we ask you to guide us back to the right path. We’ll dedicate ourselves wholeheartedly to you.”
The other powerhouses instantly agreed with her statement.
James observed them, choosing not to respond immediately, well aware that winning over the leaders of the ten holy temples would not be a swift endeavor.
Moreover, to have them genuinely serve him was an improbable feat without true loyalty.
With this in mind, James inhaled deeply and said, “You’ll agree to whatever punishment I have?”
The powerhouses nodded simultaneously in response, nervously holding their breaths.
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