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.

should be convinced by now.” Suddenly, James waved his hand,

while the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell resonated with a

it hovered over the three

Yared and the two old men could not

by the majestic pressure, they

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

gap between the Marciais

with James’ commanding declaration, the three kneeling on the ground immediately

cultivation alone, James was not comparable

combat prowess was enough to take three of

potential and prospects, James surpassed

Yianni’s Marciais Soul, but he also had all the Marciais Combat

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

combine them, the Greater Realms’ beings and even their

will likely break free from the constraints imposed by Zymurgy and

essence of dignity, freedom, and destiny for

outer battlefield’s sixth level, an elderly man with flowing white hair and a lengthy beard