The Almighty Dragon General

A huge decapitated corpse dangled in the air, exuding a terrifyingly powerful corpse aura. Some of the Fifth Stage Lords could even feel a chill down their spines.

Lord Samsong, who was in the lead, stopped upon seeing the corpse. He then scanned his surroundings. However, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

“This is a Ninth Stage Lord. Who could have killed him?”

“Even a Ninth Stage Lord was killed! How terrifying! Does the legendary Acmean really exist? Even if he does, he should only be a rank higher than a Ninth Stage Lord. Can he really decapitate a Ninth Stage Lord?”

Some Lords began to chatter.

James and asked, “What do

so we shouldn’t be surprised by something

Even if a real Ninth Stage Lord appeared before him, he would not be intimidated,

take a detour,” Lord Samsong ordered. Then,

that moment, the corpse stirred, and a mysterious power appeared from within his body. The physical body of the corpse slowly diminished in size before taking the appearance of an ordinary person. Then, it blocked the path of James and the others. An unparalleled corpse aura surged forth from within his body, carrying a Nine-Power Macrocosm

Lord Samsong?” A Lord asked. “Something’s not quite right with that thing. He must have been dead for a very long time. Even so, he still has consciousness. He’s obviously blocking our way to prevent us from venturing

raised his hand. The flesh on his arm had been corroded, and the watery flesh looked horrifying. As he raised his rotten arm, mysterious power gathered in his palm, which then swept through the air and entered

Boom!

black light soared out from the fissure and