The Almighty Dragon General

Beneath an azure sky, across a land shimmering with hues of purple and gold, rushing streams wove through rolling mountains and lush forests teeming with both demon and spirit beasts.

In this vibrant world, countless men and women Sat cross-legged, eyes closed, enveloped in a faint purple light radiating tranquility and peace.

Meanwhile, James, accompanied by Thea and Quattro, embarked on a journey through the River of Time.

As they traveled, they slipped into a different reality—one marked by an eerie silence, where an almost dreamlike stillness replaced the usual clamor of conflict.

The world was devoid of battles, offering a stark and serene contrast to their previous surroundings.

Thea exclaimed, “Such abundant Spiritual Providence.” Quattro looked at James and noted, “Their cultivation bases are quite high.

They seem to be above the Daeclon Mahayana.” James nodded lightly.

“The weakest are Emperors, and most are Path Emperors.” Thea asked in surprise, “They’re so strong? If they break out of the River of Time, not just the Greater Realms’ beings, but even Zymurgy’s gods would be ants before them.” James shook his head.

“It’s useless.” Thea and Quattro exchanged puzzled looks.

James squinted and explained, “They're in the Ritual Rank.

escape nor self-destruct

Spiritual Providence for eternity.” Thea’s eyes widened in realization, and she covered her

puppets?” The

a

fearing backlash and death, or worse, being destroyed

to create puppets, especially on such a large scale, was a

“Puppets can’t be

in, or the consequences would

the only way through the

can’t avoid...” Before he could finish, James raised his hand and

robe bathed in purple light appeared

his face, Thea and

looked exactly like

quickly activated his Chaos Yin-Yang Eyes and confirmed it

not seem to recognize

them briefly,

don’t care where you came