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Chapter 4344

Once more, sitting cross-legged on Chaos Boulder, James gazed at the texts of the Chaos Sacred Artbefore him. They bore some resemblance to the texts of the Doom Race but were distinct and uniquein their own way.

‘The Chaos Master used Chaos Power to record his words, which are his chronicles of the mysteriousvoices he

learned, the Nine Voices of Chaos,” James murmured softly.

Then, he closed his eyes and began to ponder deeply. The mysterious voices echoed incessantly in hismind, and the characters changed slightly with each echo.

James continued to immerse himself in studying the Chaos Sacred Art. Each word seemed to have adistinct inflection, and he gradually grasped the essence of the various voices.

James suddenly opened his eyes, unaware of how many years had passed.

He gazed into the distance, harnessing his Chaos Power. Marvelous power enveloped his entire bodyas he opened his mouth and spoke. The voice that left his mouth was deep and heavy, yet it carried asense of profoundness and timelessness.

As the voice reverberated, the entire world trembled. It seemed as though the heavens and the earthwould be buried under the weight of this mysterious voice. However, this area appeared to be protectedby an enigmatic power. The voice emitted by James could not completely level the region.

He closed his mouth and opened it once more. The second voice rang out, followed closely by the thirdvoice.

After spending a considerable time in deep contemplation, James finally managed to produce the threevoices. He could sense the tremendous power emanating from these three voices.

In the Apex Main Hall of Mount Yaneiri, Wynton stood outside the main hall, gazing at a distant spiritualmountain, and smiled as he observed the countless soundwaves appearing around Mount Yaneiri. Heexclaimed, ‘The Chaos Sacred Art is truly extraordinary. I never expected to have the chance to hearthe first three voices of the legendary Nine Voices of Chaos.”

Standing beside him was an intelligent and gentle woman.” The Nine Voices of Chaos are ever-changing, and each voice represents an ultimate power. Different combinations of voices embodyvarious abilities, they can extinguish the body, the soul, everything and anything. Unfortunately, hiscultivation is lacking, and he can’t comprehend the complete nine voices all at once,” The woman wasZella.

Indeed, it was surprising that James could comprehend three voices in such a short period.

“Brother, who do you think has a greater potential between the both of you and compared to him, whois more likely to step into the legendary Chaos Rank?” Zella asked the man beside her.

Wynton remained silent. This question had never crossed his mind before.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, “Legends are simply a matter of myth. The top-tier OverworldOutsiders of the Sky Burial Age were all astonishing geniuses in their own right, but theiraccomplishments only reached the late-stage peak of the Caelum Acme Rank. This young man mayhave potential, but he still has a long way to go. When the day comes where he can create a martial artskill as formidable as the Chaos Sacred Art, he might just barely be on par with me. From the currentsituation, he is still far from matching my strength.”

Wynton was still unimpressed by James, even though he had made significant progress andcomprehended the first three voices of the Nine Voices of Chaos in a short amount of time.novelbin

Unless James created the first three voices of the Nine Voices of Chaos in that period, Wynton wasreluctant to admit that James had greater potential than him. However, James did not create anythingbut was simply learning things. Learning and creating were two different things, and a world ofdifference stood between them.

“Brother, don’t you want to live on to reach the endless future, and have a proper battle with him? Ibelieve that aside from him, there might not be another opponent born who can truly rival you in abattle in the future.” Zella said earnestly.

Wynton stroked Zella’s head gently and smiled, saying, “Why

do you assume that I would die before the arrival of the Sky Burial Age?”

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