The Almighty Dragon General

At that very moment, a beam of purplish-gold light landed behind Fausto, and a person stepped out from it.

It was a familiar face.

Xalvador yelped. His eyes widened.

Beside him, Yvelle covered her mouth in shock.

"What's the matter with you two?" Fausto smirked. "Was I wrong? That unsophisticated James Caden claimed to be the Mortal Emperor and the first person to complete the Three Treasures Integration.

"What a joke! A nobody like him dreams of claiming a spot in the Forty-Ninth Heaven!"

"If you ask me..." Fausto continued frigidly, "Once he shows up here, we should seize him. Then, we could use him to make the Yin governor surrender herself and the Wyrmscale Source.

"Once we get back the north, we can work on eliminating all our enemies... Huh?"

Fausto stopped abruptly as he could sense a murderous aura coming from behind him. He immediately glanced over his shoulder and found a handsome man in a black robe standing silently behind him.

Fausto did not pick up on the man's presence at all until just now.

The man's piercing gaze seemed to bore into him. His murderous aura was so overwhelming that it made Fausto flinch and stumble a few steps backward. "You... Who are you? How did you get here undetected?"

"You should finish what you were saying." The handsome man began flatly, "I, the unsophisticated living being, will hear you out."

Fausto backed away even further and pointed at the man. "You... You're James Caden! How did you get through the Dalentre Formation undetected?" Fausto shot a glare at Yvelle next. "Don't you have the power to see through any illusion and invisibility tricks? How did he get in here?"

Yvelle was flustered. "I... I don't know! I didn't sense anyone entering the formation. I even checked outside and confirmed no one was heading this way. Even if they were, no one would be able to get in so quickly."

"It's an illusion... This must be an illusion!" Fausto fixed James with an icy glare. "A mere living being dare try to fool me? Die!"

He lifted his hand and generated a blast.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Xalvador hurriedly shouted, "Fausto, stop! You'll get yourself in trouble if you do that!"

However, it was too late. A gigantic purplish-gold palm-shaped form traveled toward James and engulfed his form.

"Ha... He's done for." Xalvador slapped his palm against his forehead. Meanwhile, Yvelle was watching everything with rounded eyes.

"Hahaha! That's all he's got?" Fausto laughed scornfully. "As I've said, living beings are lowly beings. They will never be better than US."

He raised his head and flashed Xalvador a smirk. "Xalvador, this is the man you've been heaping praise on. He can't even survive one single attack from me. How pathetic!"

Just then, a beam of purplish-gold light shot out of the spot where James was standing and headed toward Fausto.

In the blink of an eye, a man had seized Fausto by the throat and lifted him slightly.

Yvelle exclaimed, "Wow! His speed is incredible! How scary!"

Xalvador thought his heart was going to jump out of his chest when he saw what was happening. He quickly waved his hand. "Divine Emperor! Please spare him!" "Who did you say are lowly beings?" James asked.