The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 7344


In the final twenty halls of Wuia Palace, there were no illusions, monsters, formations, tribulations, or restrictions.
Instead, it was a serene place with green mountains, clear waters, dance pavilions, terraces, towers, and interconnected palaces.
Under Dillon’s guidance, James and his companions arrived at the largest and most magnificent palace.
James took a deep breath as he stared at the four large, bold characters above the palace door, written in seal script.
“what powerful brushstrokes, grand and imbued with profound mysticism.
Each character and stroke contains immense fortuitous opportunities." He then turned to Harper and Yianni.
“Harper, Master, do you see the hidden mysteries?” Harper and Yianni exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.
“Go ahead if you want to dismantle it,” James said with a smile.
“ With your insight, you might create a new set of Supernatural Powers and cultivation methods that enlighten the myriad worlds.” Without hesitation, Yianni and Harper transformed into beams of light, splitting the huge plaque in two and swiftly collecting it.

Dillon snorted disdainfully from the side.
“You Virtuous Faction hypocrites are all the same, resorting to such underhanded tricks.” “This isn’t trickery,” James replied with a smile.
“It's called wisdom.” “Hmph!” Dillon scoffed.
“Those who know do not speak.
Those who speak do not know.
Wisdom lies in the Path.” James chuckled, then raised his hand and sent a blast of black, white, and purple-gold energy at the tightly closed palace door.
Despite the thunderous impact, the door remained unmoved.
“Interesting!” James smiled slightly.
He then summoned the Wuia Demon- Slayer Sword and sent it flying.
In an instant, the Sword Light flashed, and the previously immovable door shattered.
“You're in trouble now!” Dillon laughed, seemingly enjoying James ' predicament.
James glanced at him before leading the gods and powerhouses inside.
Dillon shrugged and followed reluctantly.
As soon as they stepped into the main hall, nine beams of light flashed at the entrance and sealed it instantly.
Inside the hall, an old man with gray hair and a white robe was writing vigorously at a long jade table.
He wielded his brush on a black-and-white scroll, each stroke unleashing countless shadowy figures.
The room filled with flashing swords, thunderous lightning, and an overwhelming aura of terror.
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