The Almighty Dragon General

Back at the Timaeus Sect, Xachary slowly regained consciousness with Gladwin's help.

Xachary's face was drained of color. It was as though he had suffered severe injuries.

“What happened?" A deep frown drew Gladwin's brows together. “How did you sustain such serious injuries?"

"I'm not sure." Xachary heaved a deep breath. "The clones I've sent to different parts of the Daemon Prison haven't encountered any enemies like the Dark Heavenly Path. My Zen has remained in the Timaeus Sect all this time as well."

Gladwin arched a brow. "Could it be your daughter?"

Xachary met Gladwin's gaze. "No. She hasn't taken a step out of the Timaeus Sect. She's only on the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Third Tribulation. Moreover, she didn't hurt herself.

"However, I had this strange feeling of deja vu when I got injured. A part of my Zen got this feeling that I had just fought you know who. I felt his curse magic."

"Franciscus?!" Gladwin's eyes bulged. "That can't be right. He's been dead for a long time now."

"He's dead." Xachary narrowed his eyes. "However, he had a successor of his skills."

Gladwin replied hurriedly, "You're saying that young man is still alive, and he's managed to harm you even from inside the Forladtt Land? Are you sure about that, Xachary?"

into deep

challenges and tests on his journey of cultivation. Yet, he had not once experienced something

Dark Heavenly Path destroyed one of

lifted his gaze. "I

finds out about this. Our war against the new alliance is

to make a stance. It might be a threat to our

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nodded. "It's about time we have Lyla lead the troops, then. She has almost fully recovered,

should be able to keep those who are

useful for times like this." Xachary clutched at his chest. “Relay my orders to her. Lyla is to lead the forces

leave. He had just taken

waved his hand dismissively at him. Then, Gladwin walked

injuries were so bad that they nearly affected