The Almighty Dragon General

Every move Franciscus made signified the countless evil spirits moving alongside him. Moreover, he possessed a cultivation base several realms higher than his opponent. Such a battle was far from simple curse manipulation. It was a complete dimensional assault.

More importantly, within the Curse Magic inherited by Franciscus, there was a profound saying,

“Control the soul where there is a soul, control the skeleton where there is no soul. For those without both soul and bone will be controlled by Genesis."

The brilliance of Franciscus' inherited Curse Magic lay precisely in control. Whether facing an opponent with the same cultivation base or one surpassing him, it meant the beginning of a nightmare once ensnared by the Curse Magic. Unless one could constantly guard against the curse. However, who could truly achieve that against high-level opponents of the same cultivation base?

Franciscus was invincible, but how was it that he was defeated? Perhaps he never succumbed to an external enemy but rather to himself. Otherwise, with his transcendent prowess, who could truly bring about his downfall?

Amidst the myriad emotions in his heart, James tightly shut his eyes and began organizing the Curse

hands. He discovered that following Franciscus' method of gathering evil spirits, he could only summon three with his current

the end, he managed to summon only nine evil spirits, falling short of reaching the

Wind of Fennec, and the Quasar Lightning. The result was a powerful purple-gold

opened their eyes, emanating a world-shattering aura. Then, they swiftly shifted

James' face. This power seemed several hundred times stronger than

cultivating around him. Then, he appeared on a higher layer of

what awaited him was not an attack from the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation soulless living beings