The Almighty Dragon General

Rebella froze momentarily before standing up, nodding, and motioning for James and the others to follow.

While cupping his hands in a gesture of respect towards the impostor, James discreetly left a subtle trace of his path source in a hidden corner. He then led a few gods to follow Rebella's lead.

Meanwhile, the impostor James raised his wine glass, toasting the gods and war kings present, and continued the conviviality. However, astute observers knew that sending away James and these mysterious recluses suggested the impostor had a larger secret plan in motion.

As they flew out of Jorvahn Temple and stepped into the void, James and his group remained silent. However, Yaretzi, Yianni, and Youcef were visibly anxious, having understood the scene and the impostor's words earlier. They couldn't fathom why the real James, who could easily expose the impostor, chose not to and even seemed to tolerate the situation.

As they overlooked the present myriad realms, James felt a sense of disconnection despite the familiar divisions from before he ventured to Zymurgy.

After a while, Rebella suddenly stopped. With a wave of her hand, a dazzling Bohnwer Light flashed, revealing an enormous formation. James instantly recognized it as the Tirta Grand Formation that enveloped the entire Skynet.

"Please," Rebella said, opening a portal in the formation and gesturing for them to enter.

the Great Historial Land?" Youcef asked

smiled. "No, this is Telhervo Holy Site

hearing this, Youcef

the meditation dojo of Ms. Tirta," James said slowly. "Placing us here is indeed

not right,"

that once you enter the Tethervo Holy Site, there's no exit unless an expert who understands the Tirta Grand Formation opens it. Even a Daeclon Mahayana Rank powerhouse might not be able to break

imprison us?" Yaretzi asked in

Yianni scoffed. "I told you. This would never treat his brothers this way."

this, Rebella frowned. "What