The Almighty Dragon General

The strong winds howled as ten-colored flames engulfed the sky. Buildings, mountains, flora, and fauna across the Thirtieth Heaven crumbled and exploded.

Creatures below the Daeclon Rank suffered gravely under the horrific onslaught of Supernatural Powers. They vomited blood and were consumed by the flames. Several beings on fire screamed in agony as they fled in all directions.

Even those at the Xurxo Daeclon Rank struggled to resist with their Supernatural Powers. However, they were overwhelmed by the force and unable to mount any effective resistance.

The seven powerhouses at the Yitro Daeclon Rank watched the catastrophic destruction throughout Thirtieth Heaven. Their faces were painted with horror as the dire scene unfolded.

They never imagined the mortal realm's Chosen One could already wield such a fearsome force.

Surprisingly, he had not even unleashed his true strength. Even so, his aura was already enough to cause such destructive damage.

Xenova acted swiftly. His body shimmered, and

powerhouses also summoned their clones, assembling them into a

purple-gold tower in the

“Haha! We trapped him! Cast

thrust his palms, channeling vast purple-gold

at the purple-gold tower. It

this chaos, a middle-aged man dressed in a black and white robe sneered,

laughter among the other powerhouses in the

thought he possessed destructive strength. It seems I was wrong.” “In Zymurgy, even powerhouses at the Soma Daeclon Rank would not be able to resist our Demonbind