The Almighty Dragon General

In the final twenty halls of Wuia Palace, there were no illusions, monsters, formations, tribulations, or restrictions.

Instead, it was a serene place with green mountains, clear waters, dance pavilions, terraces, towers, and interconnected palaces.

Under Dillon’s guidance, James and his companions arrived at the largest and most magnificent palace.

James took a deep breath as he stared at the four large, bold characters above the palace door, written in seal script.

“what powerful brushstrokes, grand and imbued with profound mysticism.

Each character and stroke contains immense fortuitous opportunities.” He then turned to Harper and Yianni.

“Harper, Master, do you see the hidden mysteries?” Harper and Yianni exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.

“Go ahead if you want to dismantle it,” James said with a smile.

“ With your insight, you might create a new set of Supernatural Powers and cultivation methods that enlighten the myriad worlds.” Without hesitation, Yianni and Harper transformed into beams of light, splitting the huge plaque in two and swiftly collecting it.

Dillon snorted disdainfully from the side.

hypocrites are all the same, resorting to such

called wisdom.” “Hmph!”

know do not

who speak do not

in the Path.” James chuckled, then raised his hand and sent a blast of black, white, and purple-gold energy at the tightly closed

thunderous impact, the door

“Interesting!” James smiled slightly.

Demon- Slayer

Sword Light flashed, and the previously immovable door

in trouble now!” Dillon laughed, seemingly enjoying

glanced at him before leading the gods

and

stepped into the main hall, nine beams of light flashed at the

an old man with gray hair and a white robe was writing vigorously

wielded his brush on a black-and-white scroll, each stroke unleashing countless shadowy

swords, thunderous lightning, and an

of energy