The Almighty Dragon General

“Why do five great forces revere the Great Path, embracing the idea of an infinite and original theory? With Zymurgy creating myriad realms, why are there so many unconventional beliefs around me?” After reciting these words, the old man in the white robe abruptly raised his head, his entire body exploding with a majestic and terrifying aura.
Instantly, wild winds, lightning, thunder, and Sword Lights rapidly spread out, their power increasing countless times compared to before.
However, these Supernatural Powers seemed to be blocked by an invisible, transparent force and quickly dissipated upon approaching James.
“Lafayette Zelig, you son of a bitch!” Dillon cursed as he flourished his sword to block the sweeping lightning and Sword Light.
“Is this how you treat guests?” As his words fell, Taiyi and Emperor Tapia, who were enveloped in black-and-white gas in the void, also unleashed their strongest Supernatural Powers.
However, they found it increasingly difficult to resist under the relentless surge of violent power.
Their gas swirled rapidly, on the verge of collapse.
Seeing this, James raised his hand, drawing a brush from the long jade table into his grasp.

With purpose, he wrote a large character on the scroll the white-robed old man had been working on.
Instantly, the old man trembled, looking at James with surprise.
The surrounding violent energy also weakened immediately.
A moment later, he glared at James angrily.
“You destroyed my sign and ruined my gate, what right do you have to write this character?” James remained silent and wrote another character on the scroll, then drew a large cross over it with two strokes.
Suddenly, a vast and boundless black, white, and purple-gold energy rapidly spread from his body, visibly overpowering the old man’s formidable aura and causing the lightning, thunder, and Sword Light in the main hall to collapse.
Stumbling back two steps, the old man stared at James in astonishment, his body glowing with a strange light.
James merely smiled at him.
“Are you saying there is no Path, or that the Path is wrong?” the old man asked.
“Interpret it however you like.” James shrugged.
“Anyway, now that I’m here, everything here must belong to me, including you.” At these words, the old man burst into loud laughter.
“Such arrogance, brat! Do you think that reaching the Three Treasures Integration and the Five Spirits Integration makes you truly invincible in Haleth Realm?” As he spoke, he flipped his palms and fiercely pushed forward, sending two strange lights straight at James.
In that instant, James moved swiftly, leaving an afterimage as he stepped on the two strange lights and appeared before the old man.
The old man was taken aback.
Just as he was about to counterattack, James swiftly executed two aerial kicks, sending him flying with a loud crash.
The old man smashed through dozens of pillars before disappearing in the blink of an eye.