The Almighty Dragon General

Herodias snorted coldly.

“Although James hasn’t reached the Daeclon Rank, he has an Ultimate Golden Body that qualifies him into the Daeclon Mahayana.

Kneel, you three old farts.” Yared and the two old men were startled.

Although horrified, they refused to kneel.

Never did they expect that this young man named James would possess such a remarkable background.

The tall old man scrutinized James and asked, "Gray clouds and thousands of bells chiming.

Are you above the Genesis Powers and have mastered the Marciais Combat Form? Have you met all of them?” The chubby man chimed in, saying, “That’s not all.

You must also have Nirvana Golden Bones, a Quasar Second Body, the Dernaturae, and the Daeclon Mahayana.

Do you also possess these?” Herodias retorted, “You obstinate fools.

If he already had them all, you two would be mere ants.” Yegor explained sincerely, “James almost has them all.

convinced by now.” Suddenly, James waved his hand, unleashing a formidable power with

immediately blanketed the sky, while the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell resonated with a

duplicated into multiple bells, emanating an overwhelming aura as it hovered over the three old individuals, bathing

the two old

pressure, they involuntarily knelt

be honest, I do not need to extend such courtesy to you,” James’ voice echoed from the void, exuding an aura of sanctity and

between the Marciais Power and Historial

resources.” Confronted with James’ commanding declaration, the three kneeling on the ground

terms of cultivation alone, James was not comparable to

enough to take

and prospects, James surpassed

Soul, but he also had all the

truth, they had come to realize the competition between Historial Power and Marciais Power was

Greater Realms’ beings and even their disciples would be blessed and

will likely break free from the constraints imposed by Zymurgy

very essence of dignity, freedom,

an elderly man with flowing white hair and a lengthy beard