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.

near perfection, and he

not navigate Zymurgy with ease, their

upon the imposing plaque in the grand hall ahead of them with the words, “Taishi Grand Temple.” Morgott asked, “Is this the final fragment of my spirit?” Yehria nodded solemnly, “Yeah, but lifting the seal won't be easy.” Morgott asked Yehria, “Don’t you have the Xyloria Tai Chi Axe? Is it not good to use any more?” Yehria shook his

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

confronting is

asked anxiously, “Then what am I to do?

Treasures, Five Spirits, and my

I’m still

percent of my strength and can kill a few trash at

a powerhouse like James.” Yehria’s face darkened as she retorted, “Who are you

Xaeclon Rank at best right now.” Upon hearing these words, Yehria

with restrained anger, she turned around and murmured, “Your words would drive anyone

summon the Xyloria

it a little.” Yehria sighed and summoned a giant axe