The Almighty Dragon General

Nonsense.

Who’s injured? "We just missed out on a chance to reach the Daeclon Rank.

We're just trying to come to terms with it,” Princess Lumia retorted, her eyes flashing with irritation.

“Sigh! Why did the Dark World’s Demon have to be Forty-nine? Why couldn’t it have been Yaquis or Nando instead?” Matias shook his head frustratedly.

Hearing their exchange, Wayra settled to the ground and snorted contemptuously, “Weren't you two the ones so set on letting him go? Are you regretting it already?” Matias rolled his eyes, and replied, “I simply can’t bring myself to be someone with ingratitude.

My Grand Patriarch warned me that if I did something like that, even if I were to reach the Daeclon Rank, I would never reach the Daeclon Mahayana Rank.” Wayra scoffed, “That's absurd.

Then, how did someone so wicked like Yaquis surpass us in cultivation?” “You're so clueless.

Before the Daeclon Rank, one has to rely on talent and luck.

one’s past deeds will play a great part and

powerhouse won’t be able to

many times they undergo reincarnation, reaching the Daeclon Rank’s Daeclon Mahayana Rank.” Wayra snorted, “I

to let him go, but are just afraid of hindering your path to reaching the Daeclon Mahayana Rank.” Matias and Princess Lumia exchanged a glance, choosing not to argue with

urged, “Alright, time to

troops are still

to quickly erase

happened just now is discovered.” With his prompting, Princess Lumia and Matias rose to

leave but crashed into

Lumia had a bewildered expression as she gasped, “Where the hell did Forty-nine teleport us to? Why is

he charged toward the

a resounding thud, he

Matias supported Wayra, confusion etched on

“Fuck off.