The Almighty Dragon General

Yermolai planned to kill Henrik.

Henrik was a Caelum Ancestral God that mastered ten Paths. Now that the Twelfth Universe was blessed with great luck, Henrik would surely be able to learn Macrocosm Power soon since he was so talented. Once he became a Macrocosm Ancestral God, he would definitely be a formidable powerhouse.

As a powerhouse from the First Universe, Yermolai would never allow living beings of the Twelfth Universe to surpass him.

Yermolai’s Chaotic Treasure was an iron chain. At both ends of the chain were spiked iron balls.

“Prepare to die.” Yermolai swung his weapon with herculean force. Henrik was already wounded. As he watched the attack draw closer, his expression became solemn.

At the last second, a figure suddenly appeared before Henrik. The person raised his hand, unleashed powerful force from his palm, and stopped the spiked balls. The force prevented the spiked ball from moving forward.

“How…?” Yermolai’s expression changed to one of shock. He attempted to pull back the chains, but a powerful force had bound it tightly. No matter how much he tried, he was unable to retrieve his weapon.

Yermolai said, “I’m a Macrocosm Ancestral God from the First Universe. My master is the

Yermolai introduced himself.

of mysterious law fragments covering his face. He did not want to reveal his identity or be recognized by

existence was enough to pose a threat to

current strength, James knew he was not a match for the

startled Yermolai and said coldly, “Don’t try to kick up a commotion in the Twelfth Universe. I’ll let you off the hook today, but

him. The weapon caved in Yermolai’s chest, causing

ten Paths, and Yermolai,

was shocked to have been defeated

wondered, ‘When did such a terrifying powerhouse exist in the Twelfth

took a long time for Yermolai to collect himself after his initial

is bad. I must report this to Master,’ thought Yermolai