Semua Bab The Almighty Dragon General: Bab 7281 - Bab 7290

Inside the Gate of Anonymous, having already merged with half of Marci, Waitara Path’s soul spirit power surged dramatically. However, due to the severe damage his Primordial Spirit had suffered from Taiyi’s assault, his newly consolidated Path form collapsed. As a result, he spat blood, his hair disheveled and wild. With a grim expression, Waitara Path’s soul spirit slowly lifted his head, his eyes shooting out a terrifying red glow.“Taiyi, I swear I’ll make you wish you were dead...”He had not finished speaking when a beautiful, ethereal figure suddenly emerged from his body. It gradually took the form of Marci.“Why have you come out?” Waitara Path’s soul spirit asked coldly.“Waitara Path,” Marci asked softly, “Is your battle with James still necessary?”Waitara Path’s soul spirit was stunned. “Why do you ask?”“James has already fallen into a demonic path,” Marci said deliberately. “With only two more entrapochs left, will he be able to face you in a decisive battle? Doesn

In the desolate void of the Goyoan Temple ruins, the demonized James and Emperor Tapia were engaged in an epic battle amidst thick gray clouds. They used all their Supernatural Supremusse Powers and weapons, even resorting to hand-to-hand combat. Their figures flickered, Vital Energy surged, and radiant lights cut through the air with unmatched intensity.The relentless shockwaves from their clashes continuously ravaged the entire Forty-Ninth Heaven, turning ruins into further devastation time and again. The powerful energy waves killed countless divine beings and even shattered the Nine Daonus Realms into several pieces, creating a scene of utter carnage.Within the thick gray clouds, the demonized James grew stronger and more ferocious as the battle went on. His savage assaults shattered eighty-one male and female clones of Emperor Tapia and landed hundreds of thousands of strikes on his main self.As Emperor Tapia retreated step by step, James was about to pierce his throat with

At that moment, the fury and malevolence emanating from James dissipated significantly, and he gradually became calm. He shuddered when Wesley’s hand touched his forehead.“Sir Wesley!”“You are unyielding, unique, and possess a chivalrous heart. Why do you pursue the Path?” Wesley spoke earnestly, “You may be exhausted, but can the affairs of the Greater Realms be dismissed so easily?“One’s words and actions shape karma. Karma determines calamity. Calamity determines success and failure. Success and failure determine fortune and misfortune. The myriad beings of Haleth Realm are not possessions, nor are they slaves. Their destiny cannot be solely dictated by fate or constrained by laws and Daoism.“This is the decree of the Law of Paths and should be the standard for Haleth Realm. Your comprehension of Daoism surpasses grand ambitions and even the Law of Paths itself. It should shine eternally at the pinnacle of the firmament.”Hearing Wesley’s heartfelt words, James slowly close

Before the Xyrisia Gate in the Jawdat Region, a stunning figure appeared with great difficulty, her body stained with blood. She suddenly halted when confronting the frantic whirl of a million Bohnwer Light gas ahead. She knew well that rushing in heedlessly held a high chance of her vanishing completely, as if she had never existed in this world. It was a gamble as dangerous as a moth to flame, a choice between life and death.This figure was Lesia, the one who found herself faced with a momentous decision after James fell into a demonic path.“For you, Master, I fear nothing.”Swallowing hard, Lesia clenched her fists as she stared at the swirling Xyrisia Gate ahead. However, a grumbling voice came from behind just as she prepared to charge forward.“Quintus, is Quentyn’s planned route reliable? Can the Jawdat Region directly reach the Wuia Palace? We’ve traversed nearly all the Path Sects, so why are we still stuck here?”At these words, Lesia immediately darted behind a stone

At the Summit of Leere, a vast expanse of black-and-white gas pervaded the air. At this highest peak, a stunning goddess clad in a snow-white robe sat serenely with crossed legs.Her long hair flowed elegantly, her lips were ruby-red, her features delicate and captivating, untouched by any makeup or embellishment. She appeared as if crafted by nature itself in its purest form. Her beauty was breathtaking, almost forbidding any impure thoughts, while her demeanor outshone even the most divine goddesses.She was Frona Dhimer, the leader of the Nine Caeloros Gods.At this moment, she had long seen everything in Haleth Realm. Yet, she remained as calm and unmoved as a lifelike sculpture.Suddenly, a beam of light pierced through the gloomy void, instantly materializing into a middle-aged handsome man in a red robe with crimson hair. He stared at the tranquil Frona with a slight furrow of his brow.“You may disregard James, but do you also neglect your Soremsia?”His tone was furious