The Almighty Dragon General

Beams of purplish-gold light shot through the space, filled with dense, purplish-gold mist.

The only sounds were the sharp whistling of things cutting through the air.

James and the Waitara Path’s soul spirit arrived in such a space after entering the Historial Palace.

There were no signs of the five treasures or the forty-nine cauldrons, nor any grandiosity or luxury.

It felt like they were standing in an endless realm of purplish gold.

Whoosh! A purplish-gold light beam shot past them, but the soul spirit caught it just in time.

“No wonder it was so hard to open the last door!" the Waitara Path’s soul spirit muttered through clenched teeth.

“Turns out the forty-nine cauldrons have somehow developed the consciousness of Yin and Yang, forming two spiritual bodies.” James, perfectly disguised as Yehria, asked anxiously, “Mr.

Waitara, what...

what is this place?” The Waitara Path’s soul spirit lifted his gaze.

“It was originally a dojo used for training and meditation.

it’s fallen into someone else’s hands, it has become a place of danger and torture.” Just then, a purplish - gold

off guard and let himself get swept away by the light

colorful lightning bolts appeared above the soul spirit, trapping him in a

Waitara Path’s soul spirit let out an

flew around, trying to break away from

black and a white form rushed toward the soul spirit from his left and right, raising their swords and swinging

three figures, flashes of sword energy and blasts of vital energies shooting through

James hid behind a pillar, sipping some Chaos Absinthe while watching the

his real self’s powers, James could tell the soul spirit

Waitara Path’s source

being distracted by the lightning bolts, the soul spirit had no

and precise attacks, performing millions of variations every

would not survive their fierce, constantly

hard to tell who would

James felt something

to find an adorable young

James was momentarily stunned.

hadn't sensed the child's presence