The Almighty Dragon General

James stared at him with a smile, not saying anything in response.

Whitaker smiled and said arrogantly, "Unfortunately, you're wrong. Your wide is the Timaeus Sect's Saintess. Her identity is too crucial. Whether it's about the personal feud between you and me or the conflict of interest between the Timaeus Sect and our new alliance, she'll play a big part."

Suddenly, Whitaker looked at James sinisterly and said, "Do you know how many of the powerhouses at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank from our alliance have consumed elixirs to seal their cores?

"I can answer that for you. There are eighty powerhouses, and at least fifty have recovered their strength by now.

"Think about it carefully, James. Can your wife, the Timaeus Sect's Saintess, escape the besiegement of fifty powerhouses at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank?"

James squinted but remained silent.

Truett suddenly stepped forward and said, "Bastard, aren't you also from the Timaeus Sect? When did you start colluding with the new alliance?"

Young Master, Truett, is here. Everything seems to be working in

are?" Truett waved his hand and

weapon, saying, "Don't try to bluff us! Those elixirs are extremely rare. I doubt more than 500 exist. Most

I really admire you. But what

took

improved sealing elixirs are from you? That makes things so

Daelm Rank's Fifth Tribulation, Truett? You're just an ant right now," Whitaker sneered, then pointed to

surrender, I'll not kill anyone else except James. I'll also give everyone the most generous treatment to help you quickly enter the Yuraeceon

glared at him

isn't looking too good for you. Then, let's see if you have the

roared, "Arrogant! Take them down! Kill them