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.

Virtuous Faction hypocrites are all the same, resorting to such underhanded tricks.” “This isn’t trickery,” James replied with a

wisdom.”

who know do not

who speak

Path.” James chuckled, then raised his hand and sent a blast of black, white,

thunderous impact, the

“Interesting!” James smiled slightly.

Wuia Demon- Slayer

flashed, and the

now!” Dillon laughed, seemingly enjoying James

leading the gods

and followed

as they stepped into the main hall, nine beams

hair and a white robe was writing vigorously at a long jade

a black-and-white scroll, each stroke

with flashing swords, thunderous lightning,

waves of energy