The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 1144

A harsh voice boomed at James as he approached the mountain’s peak. The snow in the sky suddenly coalesced into a humongous snowball and was hurled right toward James.

James quickly drew his sword.

He raised the Blade of Justice, and the sword illuminated with a bright light. It materialized into Sword Energy that slashed toward the snowball. The snowball exploded sending a flurry of fine snow into the air.

James stood on a big tree and looked ahead of him.

He spotted an old man standing on a rock.

The old man was round-faced and bore a white beard. Dressed also in a white robe, he gave off a cantankerous vibe.

The old man kept his hands behind his back while narrowing his eyes at James.

"When did a young man with such potent True Energy exist in Sol? Young man, there is still some time before Mount Thunder Conference begins. Mount Thunder Sect is not accepting guests before the conference. As such, you should leave right now.”

The old man shouted and gestured for James to leave.

James looked at the bearded old man and said, “I'm the Dragon King of the Southern Plains, and the Commander of the Red Flame Army, James. I'm visiting in advance to see the head of Mount Thunder Sect."

"It doesn't matter who you are. Even if the King himself came, he would still not be allowed to ascend Mt. Thunder."

The old man stood firm. He had never heard of the Dragon King of the Southern Plains nor the commander of the Red Flame Army.

I insist on ascending the mountain?” James

you can

hand, and suddenly a powerful force erupted from his body. With a wave of his hand, the snow in the sky once again started to

again, and the densely packed,

tens of meters

Boom!

100-meter-high tree and flattened it in an

snow scattered and swept toward James and threatened to bury

Whoosh!

quickly drew his sword and blocked the mini

‘Thirteen Heavenly Swords?"

old man's jaw hung open in disbelief. He stared at James and asked,” Young man, how do you

his lips and said, "Correct. I'm James

your relation to

aback when he heard Bennet’s name

the Grand Patriarch of the Cadens,’ This thought among many others raced through James’

about 80 years old. The age difference between the two should be by at least 40 years. After a quick calculation, James concluded that Bennett

must also be from Bennett's generation. This

Bennett holds the most senior position in our family and is also my grandfather's grandfather,” said

now

James was shocked.