The Almighty Dragon General

A voice with a chilling tone reverberated through the space.

James and Hershya turned their heads and glanced around them.

In a flash, over a hundred cultivators had materialized and surrounded the pair.

Those men were wearing black masks and black, long robes.

Their masks were made of special materials that made them completely impenetrable with Zen.

“These men are quite strong. You need to be careful.” Hershya detected the aura of those men surrounding them and quickly reminded James.

James had also released his Zen and sensed that those cultivators had reached the Transcendental Bliss Rank.

“Has there always been this many Transcendental Bliss Rank cultivators in this era?” James furrowed his brows.

He had learned quite a few things about this world after living in this era for quite some time.

Bliss Rank were considered elite cultivators at this time. Only one or two of these

seeing at least a hundred Transcendental Bliss

Hershya cast a glance in

know?” “Aren’t they after you?” “I thought

them discussed in hushed voices as they

they from the Morro Sect?” James pondered

longer, she seemed to notice something peculiar. “There’s something strange about their aura…” “Is that so? What

sort of secret art to elevate their auras. Even though they are emanating auras of the Transcendental Bliss Rank, these men haven’t exactly acquired powers of that

Sword and looked at the men around

wave of overwhelming aura coming from a

down on one knee and chanted

hundred meters away, a man appeared and strode toward the crowd. As soon as he saw that

waiting a long time for you to show

kept his hands on his back as he stopped a few steps

detected Xayvion’s cultivation rank. “I can sense a dangerous aura