The Almighty Dragon General

In the Forty- Seventh Realm of Zymurgy, amidst the vibrant hues of a grand temple, enveloped in sacred light.

Two flashes of light emerged, and a man and woman appeared.

The man possessed a striking handsomeness, yet his messy hair and the ominous purple-red aura swirling around him hinted at a darker nature.

His companion, draped in a flowing black robe and a veil of mystery, exuded elegance.

Her long hair cascaded down, and her every movernent held a captivating allure.

It was none other than Morgott and Yehria who thought they had escaped from James.

Since their escape to Zymuegy, they had disguised themselves and concealed their auras.

With Yehria’s guidance, Morgott lifted 70 seals and fused them with his fragmented spirits.

perfection, and he had regained about eighty percent

could not navigate Zymurgy

Yehria nodded solemnly, “Yeah, but lifting the seal won't be easy.” Morgott asked Yehria, “Don’t you have

applicable against Tirta Power because of their connection.“ Suddenly, her face flashed with slight fear as

we’re confronting is

what am I to do? My last spirit lies

my Three Treasures, Five Spirits, and my Tyrant

I’m still

of my strength and can kill a few

powerhouse like James.” Yehria’s face darkened as she retorted, “Who are you calling trash?” Morgott quickly corrected, “Ah,

your cultivation rank drop? You’re only at the Nith Xaeclon Rank at best right now.” Upon hearing these words, Yehria was struck by a sudden

trembling with restrained anger, she turned around and murmured, “Your words would drive anyone to think of vengeance against you!” Morgott merely shrugged, his gaze fixed on the Taishi

and summon

can even crack it a little.”