The Almighty Dragon General

Meanwhile, James, who was amidst the Hongrome Aura, experienced an unprecedented sense of peril.
Despite the absence of formations within the Hongrome Aura, it suppressed his cultivation and Supernatural Powers. James was engulfed in a profound fear and hopelessness, utterly powerless in the face of this vast and overwhelming force.
James took two faltering steps forward, only to be pierced by thorns. Agonizing pain surged through him as blood began to flow profusely from his wounds. Even worse, he could not draw upon any energy to heal himself.
Never before had James encountered such a formidable obstacle. Enveloped by the suffocating Hongrome Aura, he felt utterly helpless, unable to muster even the slightest resistance.
Just as despair threatened to consume him, two streams of power appeared—one purple-gold and the other crimson.
“Tirta Power and righteous aura!" James seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and when he was about to rush forward, the two powers dissipated instantly into the Hongrome Aura.
Frustrated, James cursed, “Fuck. Am I going to die trapped in here?"
Suddenly, James saw a beam of light emerge from his body, swiftly materializing into an ethereal figure in the void before him.

The figure appeared transparent, lacking distinct features or a discernible face. It seemed so fragile as if a mere gust of wind could disperse it.
“Master! Master!"
James was surprised by the faint shouts.
He thought to himself, 'Only a few people address me as master. Hershya and the others didn't come with me. But Stephen...'
James suddenly recalled memories of Stephen.
Back in the Ying World, Stephen and Leuko sacrificed themselves to activate the Chaos Hongrome Formation to stall time for James to leave seclusion.
Ever since James had stored their souls inside his space. He was surprised Stephen would suddenly show up now.
Eager to confirm, James hurriedly inquired, “Is it you, Stephen?"
Stephen affirmed urgently, “Yes, it's me. This is the Hongrome Aura, Master. Given your current cultivation rank, you can't fight it. Don't even attempt it, or you'll invite a calamity upon yourself." James nodded fervently and asked, “Since you originated from Hongrome Essence, this aura should be helpful to you, right?"
Stephen sighed. "The Hongrome Aura here is too scarce. For now, I can only do this much. But fret not. The Yuraeceon Genesis Bell should be able to solve this situation."
James immediately summoned the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell. Lesia instantly emerged as a beam of light and materialized on James' shoulder.
Lesia said urgently, "I was getting so worried! The Hongrome Aura suppressed everything and severed communication. I've been calling you, but you didn't hear me."
As Lesia materialized, she launched into a tirade, berating James for his folly. The sudden complaints left James dumbfounded.
Meanwhile, the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell suddenly surged with an eerie gray luminescence.