The Almighty Dragon General

Helvius walked through the crack in the formation and arrived inside Mount Truskie.

A simple wooden house was built in the open space on the mountaintop. There were simple tables and chairs placed outside the wooden house.

Upon arriving on the mountaintop, Helvius clasped his hands and called out respectfully, “Old Master.”

Creak.

The wooden door opened, and an old man walked outside.

The old man looked quite long-lived. He had a head of white hair along with a white beard.

Seeing the old man with white hair, Helvius immediately greeted, “Old Master.”

The old man was none other than the founder of the Elixir Pavilion, Silvester.

Grand Emperor and was acknowledged as the

known. Many powerhouses have vanished from the public eye and were no longer remembered by people.

“What’s the matter?”

wooden house and sat down on a chair. He crossed his leg and lazily stretched his

recruit new disciples very soon. To expand the Elixir Pavilion’s power, we’ve gathered alchemists

a

few Epochs ago. After

at the top of the Boundless Realm’s

remained respectful when speaking to the Elixir Pavilion’s

want to involve myself in worldly affairs. Moreover, I don’t have the energy to be bothered by these things. You

was slightly disappointed but still assented to

around and was about to

up and looked at the white clouds in the distance. He breathed a deep sigh and said, “Even after secluding myself all this time, I still haven’t made a breakthrough. It’s incredibly

around,