The Almighty Dragon General

Fausto choked and struggled against James' iron grip.

However, he soon noticed his powers were somehow completely suppressed by a strange energy. He could not even muster much strength in his body.

The only thing Fausto could do was to kick his feet forcefully to try and break free.

Yvelle was taken aback by the sight before her.

As one of Lord Goyo's most loyal disciples, Fausto was deemed one of the top ten cultivators in Lord Goyo's faction. He could even take on the Nine Path Kings and Seven War Saints on his own.

However, he was completely powerless against James. It also showed how powerful James was.

On the other hand, Xalvador swiftly went up to James and begged for his mercy.

"Divine Emperor, please have mercy! That man has hastily offended you. I will offer an apology on his behalf.

"Can you forgive him in the spirit of goodwill? He's one of the five disciples Lord Goyo has taken in as students. Please forgive his ignorance and rashness. "You... You see. We invited you to meet with Lord Goyo. We shouldn't bother ourselves with someone as ignorant as him."

James narrowed his eyes. "Can't he speak for himself? Why would you need to offer an apology on his behalf?"

Xalvador paused and shouted at Fausto, "Fausto, apologize to the Divine Emperor now! otherwise, you'll cause a huge trouble for Lord Goyo." "...Apologize?" Fausto hissed, "You want me to apologize to a living being... Ugh!"

The grip around his throat tightened, making Fausto feel as if he was about to suffocate.

Xalvador's face grew pale. "James, I... I..."

"How dare a lowly living being demand an apology from one of US? Don't get ahead of yourself!" A cold female voice rang from behind James at that moment. From above, a lady in a white robe came flying at a high speed. She cast numerous blasts of purple sword energy aimed at James the next instant. "Pierrette, stop!" Xalvador called out anxiously.

Just as the blasts of sword energy were about to hit James, a transparent layer of light shield materialized above him and blocked the attacks.

The shield also released a tremendous amount of Anonymous Gas, which traveled upward and trapped the lady's hands on the spot.

"What... What sorcery is this? Let go..." Pierrette Fulvosa, the lady in the white robe, tried to pull back her hands which were stuck firmly in the cloud of Anonymous Gas.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

She could sense how the strange gas was quickly absorbing her powers and vital energies. There was no sign of the process slowing down.

Xalvador turned his eyes to James again. It seemed like he had aged in that short time. "James, can't we just talk this out?"

James smiled faintly. "I'm not good with words. That's why I prefer dealing with things this way."

Xalvador seemed crestfallen. He had considered almost every possible scenario and succeeded in arranging a meeting between James and Goyo.

However, he did not expect something like this to happen.

Goyo's students and disciples had gotten too conceited after receiving all the special treatment for a long time. James was not someone they could look down on and push around like they would with others.