The Almighty Dragon General

Providence had an illusory quality to it. One could not see nor touch providence. Ordinary cultivators would not be able to sense it even. Providence would only make itself visible to those who had acquired a high ranking, like James himself. There were multiple benefits in absorbing providence, including greater efficiency during one’s cultivation.

James was interested in absorbing the providence as well. However, he did not want to absorb all of it, for that would only render the universe a pile of debris.

That was in fact, what happened to the Twelfth Universe. Hadad locked up the providence, causing the Twelfth Universe to be stripped of its ability in birthing a Macrocosm Ancestral God. To do so, the providence of Mount Heavenly Path had to be released, and the providence dominated by other powerful figures had to be returned to the Twelfth Universe.

“Providence? What’s that?” Quanesha asked. She was confused. Her rank was too low to understand these complex terms.

After James explained for some time, she could barely understand it and asked again, “Then, how does one absorb providence?”

“That’s easy.” He smiled. A streak of white light materialized on his fingers, which was then inserted between her eyebrows. A set of methods immediately appeared in her mind. They were the way to absorb providence.

She sat in a lotus position and began to comprehend the methods.

idly by. He also sat down

realm in this universe. However, this site was where most of it was gathered, constituting eighty

a mystical white light. The light gradually seeped into his body and

into the Formation, they would surely absorb all of the providence and hold it in their hands, for that

James did not do so. He wanted to reserve some for the

understand it very quickly thanks to her intelligence and high comprehension capacities. She then started absorbing the providence as

saw James staring at

outside the mountains disintegrate into nothingness. Once the Formation

fate for living

figures outside flocked in, only to realize the providence they sought was no

“James, y-you…”