The Almighty Dragon General

Quintus suddenly directed his gaze at another elderly man with red hair and asked, “What's your take, Quentyn?” Twirling his beard, the red-haired elder known as Quentyn pondered for a while.

Then, he asked, “Is the mortal’s Chosen One?” Xanthakos hastily clasped Quentyn’s hand and exclaimed, Quentyn, your insight is remarkable, this...” Quentyn abruptly interrupted, saying gravely, “Are you incapable of dealing with him? If so, then this young man treads a dangerous path between darkness and righteousness.” Xanthakos narrowed his eyes and snorted disdainfully, “He’s a man driven by profit, ruthless, and cunning.

Yet, he cares deeply for his wife.

To gain control over him, it’s necessary to gain control of his weakness.” Quentyn inquired with keen interest, “And where is his weakness?” Xanthakos met his gaze and replied, “I have her.

However, it’s a card a plan to keep and play only in dire circumstances.

While trying to eliminate him as a threat, my aim is still to win him over and use him.

Even if I can’t sway him to join my cause, I don’t want to push him toward Lord Goyo.” Qyentyn looked at him meaningfully and said, “Then, reveal it.” The declaration left everyone momentarily stunned.

Xanthakos surveyed the other divine beings before slowly waving his hand.

a mysterious golden light formation

glowing Path

ascending into the air, assuming cross-legged positions on either side of the

streams of ice and fire energy toward

vigorously under the

the blink of an eye, its previously perforated

around the Path Cauldron, resembling a

streams of black and white energies

black and white halo

“It can

emperor’s Primordial Spirit resides.” Quentyn chuckled and responded, “Both of us became hidden emperors before

reminders?” Quintus nodded, then cast his gaze

for any backlash,

Sigillare Formation, a misstep could inflict considerable harm upon your Primordial Spirit.” Xanthakos smiled faintly, crossing his legs in midair and gesturing with one hand for them to