The Almighty Dragon General

James’ body flickered. He chased after the man. The next moment, he appeared behind the man, the pink sword that he held now hung over his back. Facing this living being, James was disinterested in resorting to violence. If he was, the person would no longer be standing in front of him.

“Leave while you still can,” he ordered coldly.

A chill ran down the man’s spine. James was too fast. Way too fast for him to react. How was this speed possible for someone of the Divine Rank? He wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead. Then he shattered his token, disappearing from the Interdimensional Realm.

Letitia rushed towards James. The shock on her beautiful face was unconcealable, as she said, “That was so fast. If you attacked me, I probably would have died before I could even come out with my next move.”

James let out a faint smile. A living being of the Divine Rank fighting against him was nothing short of provocative. Putting his physical strength aside, with the ten Ousias alone, there was no opponent among those of the Divine Rank that merited James’ attention.

spoken. James observed

the sword to Letitia. Subsequently, he summoned his mind to make a flash of Sword Energy appear before him. This materializing Sword Energy expanded continuously, transforming immediately into a sword as long

a power that made flesh crawl. As a result, all living beings in the area sensed the unsettling power. They froze in place under its oppressive nature, as if any movement would result in them being slashed apart by this long sword materialized from Divine

Divine Rank’s Second Stage. She simply could not believe it. How could someone of this level produce such petrifying power? Using merely the power of one sword, he has exceeded the upper limits of the Divine Rank. Even someone of the

a death wish,” his voice roared into the horizon, inciting fear in all living beings within the area. They sensibly shattered their tokens, disappearing

thumbs-up, Letitia said in awe, “T-that’s

his lips. This was but the tip of the iceberg of the Swordsmanship he understood. If it were not because he had concerns of his own, the number of tricks he had up his sleeve