The Almighty Dragon General

He had set up a Formation formed by the Formation Inscriptions on Planet Desolation. This Formation could prevent the gaze of any living being from piercing through. However, he did not know if this would work on the Grand Patriarch.

Sitting inside the Formation, his mind stirred, and two ancient texts appeared before him. One was the Primal Mantra he obtained on Planet Desolation, and the other was the Chaos Sacred Art given to him by the Grand Patriarch. He looked at the two most mysterious texts in the Greater Realms and stored the Primal Mantra away. That was because the Primal Mantra was supposed to be a secret. He could not let anyone know. Otherwise, the Dooms would certainly pressure him into giving it up.

He looked at the Chaos Sacred Art. The cover of the ancient text was gold, on which a few golden ancient characters were engraved.

“The Chaos Sacred Art…”

to me even when my identity

Art was the unparalleled secret art of the Doom Race and one of the most distinguished in the history of the Greater

not resist the temptation to open the Chaos Sacred Art. Upon opening it, a golden light radiated, gathering before James and forming rows of mysterious, ancient characters. These characters were some of the most ancient of the Doom Race. They were the Chaos Script—one of the core scripts in

Art were recorded in the Chaos Script. Although James had obtained Wyot’s memories and understood everything about the Dooms, Wyot had never come into contact with the Chaos Script—the most ancient and

Boom!

a mysterious voice seemed to reverberate in his ears—it sounded like the chanting of a group of monks and seemingly possessed the paramount truth of this