The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 6323
"I know.” Clayton nodded. "It's just a matter of confinement. Ill explain things to Wesley, you just lead the way."
Celestial Sage hesitated, then gestured for Clayton to follow into the Tirta Grand Formation.
Truett and Xitlaly knelt on the ground outside the Telhervo Holy Site, facing the sacred radiance covering the holy site. Both of them appeared deeply remorseful, even speechless.
They had seen the imprisoned Yegor and Lady Herodias here. The two elders recounted the entire incident, including Tai Chi’s revenge against James.
However, Truett and Xitlaly believed that if it were not for their wedding, none of this would have happened. Even if James needed to cross his tribulation, he could have chosen to do so in the Forladtt Land. He could use all the power there to quickly reach the Xaeclon Rank within a short period. Thus, he would be fully capable of withstanding the Three Great Heavenly Tribulations.

In this way, neither their father nor mother would have been implicated and imprisoned here for twenty thousand entrapochs.
Ultimately, the beginning of all these major events stemmed from their wedding.
"Kids, there's no need for you to blame yourselves. It's my fault." Lady Herodias smiled. "It was a law unto myself. I insisted on opening the Telhervo Holy Site as a bargaining chip, inviting all the powerhouses from the Genesis World, which led to the current situation." "We blame no one," Yegor said with a carefree smile. "All of this is calamity. There's no real separation of life and death. It’s just a period of seclusion in the Telhervo Holy Site.
"What worries me the most now is James and his mischievous wife. Their fate is uncertain." 'They should be fine," said Lady Herodias. "I've sensed a strong Murderous
Energy. It's probably that old guy making a move." "Murderous Energy?" Yegor furrowed his brows. "Do you mean Mr. Clayton?" "Clayton is Franciscus' only friend," Lady Herodias said solemnly. "As Franciscus' sole successor, would he just sit idly by? Moreover, Franciscus probably entrusted him long ago.”
At these words, Yegor looked meaningfully. "If Mr. Clayton personally intervenes, even Xolani Leander and those old guys will be terrified, and Tai Chi wouldn’t dare to be arrogant." "You two have better intuition than Xachary." A majestic laughter echoed in the void of the Telhervo Holy Site.
Lady Herodias and Yegor, imprisoned within the sacred radiance, looked up and revealed expressions of joy simultaneously.
Clayton, accompanied by Celestial Sage, gracefully landed beside Truett and Xitlaly.
"Mr. Clayton." Yegor bowed to Clayton, respectfully cupping his hands. " Long time no see, I hope all is well with you." "You're still living so freely." Clayton admired Yegor. "However, your apparent freedom can't hide the burden in your heart. Why burden yourself?"
Yegor smiled calmly. "Gratitude for a drop of water should be repaid with a gushing spring. Without Mr. Franciscus' guidance, how could I have the righteous aura?" "You're too persistent," sighed Clayton. "I like it. We’re the same kind of people, burdened by righteousness."
Then, he looked at Lady Herodias. "And what about you? You've caused so much trouble. Do you feel any remorse now?" "Remorse for what?" Lady Herodias rolled her eyes at Clayton coldly. "Who would dare to make me repent?" "I can't afford to offend you. However, I'm reaching out today because something important has come up!" Clayton raised his hand, and a dense aura of hostility clashed against the sacred radiance.