The Almighty Dragon General

Watching the divine light, Cosimeon asked tremblingly, “What...

what is that?” Stavros clenched his fists tightly, his entire body tensed up.

His face became solemn, his eyes filled with deep fear.

He felt a strong sense of familiarity from the light.

The two sides stood in shock.

Everything around them began to tremble under the spreading radiance.

The mountains, plants, beasts, and cultivations emerged as if renewed with great vitality.

“No, it can’t be!” Stavros muttered, his face contorting with disbelief as he watched the divine light spread.

It seemed as though the Waitara Path’s Soremsia had descended upon them.

The once-ruined Goyoan Temple began to glow.

Every brick, tile, pillar, and beam was restored.

In an instant, a magnificent temple, gleaming with majesty, stood in its place.

What stunned Cosimeon and Stavros was that this newly restored temple, formerly known as the Goyoan Temple, had been transformed into the Temple of Life and Death.

Suddenly, the rapidly spreading divine light enveloped everyone.

prepared to fight to the death, found themselves kneeling subconsciously in

group, his face

all lost your courage?” A woman hurriedly replied, “Even with our lack of knowledge, we can identify that as the Supreme Path Radiance! In its presence, who would

Path Radiance? She's

can sense its undeniable presence, capable of suppressing and renewing

potent and sacred than the one I’ve seen before.’ As he regained his composure, he saw Cosimeon kneeling reverently

with clenched fists, “ This cannot be!

only one who can be the Supreme Path! It can only be him!” A terrifying purple-gold light erupted from Stavros’ body, attempting to resist the light that

his defenses

up blood and collapsed to his

lips, he roared defiantly, “I refuse to accept this! I refuse! You're not the real Supreme Path! You can’t be...” Before he could finish, a colossal figure materialized within the radiant

and commanding

refuse to accept reality, Xayvion?”

brilliant lightning bolt streaked

acry, Stavros’ face twisted

the Supreme Path now, how can you seek vengeance for your personal vendettas...” Boom! Another loud

was covered in grave injuries and writhed

ethereal voice resonated

more than

stubbornness

desire for power ensnares

and staying in Zymurgy.” With a trembling voice, Stavros pleaded desperately, “No, no! I surrender! I’m willing to serve under your command! Please give me another cha...ahh!!!” Before he could finish, three more lightning

sized Soul Energy Ball emerged

his soul escape, James!” The ethereal