The Almighty Dragon General

For the time being, James set aside his thoughts about Wynton, and focused on Zella’s mention of the Chaos’ Nine Voices. He recalled the mysterious voice he had heard when first observing the Chaos Sacred Art.

Afterward, he took a seat on the Chaos Boulder.

The Chaos Boulder was truly extraordinary. As he sat upon it, he could distinctly sense a mysterious power emanating from within, enveloping his entire body. Seated on the Chaos Boulder, he began to regard the Chaos Sacred Art.

The Chaos Sacred Art’s text appeared before his eyes, and he became fully engrossed in studying its profound characters.

Right at that moment, the Chaos Sacred Art’s writings seemed to stimulate the Chaos Boulder, causing it to suddenly emit a peculiar radiance. This light enveloped James, surrounding him entirely.

In a trance, James found himself in a mystical space where there was nothing but a single shadow. The shadow sat cross-legged on a rock, deeply studying the Path.

yet at the same time, it felt like the scene was merely

reverberated deep within his mind. James could not find the right words to describe this voice. He had no idea what it truly was, but he could sense that it was deep, profound, and seemed to traverse the vastness of time. It was as if it had existed for time

However, the second voice

distinctive. It sounded like the crying of many infants and the chanting of countless monks. This voice had the power to unsettle any living being. Even James felt restless and agitated upon hearing it, as if it somehow stirred up something from deep within

faded away and was followed by a third voice. This third voice was indescribable, it was beyond words or any known emotion. It was harsh and jarring, resembling the strange cry of

pressure engulfing him. He abruptly snapped out of this state. When he regained his senses,

‘What mysterious voices.”

the Unrivaled

gazed at the floating