The Almighty Dragon General

“It’s time I show you what true strength looks like!” Xachary’s face darkened.

Suddenly, a terrifying purplish-red light erupted from Xachary’s body, brimming with malevolent energy, and instantly illuminated the surroundings.

Gladwin was caught off guard and was immediately trapped by a mysterious force.

His expression shifted abruptly as he shouted, “ You! What is this?!” Xachary cackled, “You’ve severely underestimated me, you fool.

You probably only know about Genesis and Historial Power, but never heard of Demonic Power, have you? “you forced me to do this.

I had hoped to bide my time and cultivate my Level Four Demonic Body, using you as my cover.

Unfortunately, you haven’t been very cooperative and have crossed my bottom line.

I can’t keep you anymore.” After speaking, Xachary reached into the void and summoned a purplish-red force to pull Gladwin toward him.

In just a few seconds, he had a tight grip around Gladwin’s neck.

As Gladwin observed in shock, Xachary’s face underwent rapid and unsettling transformations —now crimson, then pallid, followed by black and finally white.

and at other

aware Xachary had been cultivating a mysterious Demonic

he doubted it would surpass Historial

believed even though Xachary had a trace

expect Xachary to have concealed his true

not belong to the Genesis World

unmistakably

been constantly labeling others as a Dark Demon and had been using every means to

epitomized the truest embodiment of

“You’re

my cultivation resource

words, Xachary abruptly

me alive—” Before he could finish his sentence, a powerful surge of gray, black, and

sliced through the space between Gladwin

miserable cry, Xachary, who had been haughty moments ago, hurriedly

face contorted with anger, taking on an even