The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 1646 The First Sword Art was an unstoppable technique.
James was terrified of its potential.
It would spell disaster for the world if this technique was taught to someone who had evil intentions.
Therefore, he had no choice but to destroy it.
In order to learn the First Sword Art, one would have to meet a number of extremely rigorous requirements.
First, one would need to understand the intricacies of swordsmanship.
This requirement was equivalent to mastering the Fourteen Heavenly Swords and Polaris Sword Art’s singularity.
Only those who have reached such heights are qualified to practice this amazing sword technique.
James was apprehensive.
The strength of the technique alone was enough to terrify him.
Haaah! After destroying the sword technique’s records, James let out a deep sigh of relief.
He had already memorized it.
It had ingrained itself too deeply in his mind.
After destroying the records, he finally remembered the situation he was in. He was in a dangerous place and needed to find a
way out.
He searched for a long time but could not find the mechanism that would open the stone wall above his head.
Just when he had begun to worry...
Click!
The sound of a mechanism snapped him out of his thoughts, and the opening above his head parted once more.
A faint light shone in, and James saw a head sticking out.

It was Tapio.
“James, how are your studies going?”
James activated his True Energy and leaped out, shooting out of the passage.
He looked at Tapio, whose playful smile never left his face, and eyed him skeptically. “There’s no indication of the First Sword
Art’s location on the floor plan. How did you know where it was? Have you been here before?”
“How would I have come here before?” Tapio replied with a smile, “I’m simply following orders. I heard from my master that First
Sword Art is not as invincible as the rumors make it out to be, but it’s good enough to suit your current strength.”
“Tyrus ordered you?” James was stunned.
Composing himself, he asked again, “Do you know if he’s been here before and seen the First Sword Art? Perhaps that’s how he
knows about it.”
Tapio spread his hands and shrugged, saying, “I’ve no idea. Since you’ve been down there for half the day, you must've already
memorized it by now, even if you haven’t completely grasped it, right? I’m also guessing you’ve already destroyed the traces of
it?”
“How do you know?” James cast a glance at Tapio.
“Just guessing.”
Tapio smiled faintly and said, “Your comprehension of martial arts is too shallow. It’d make sense that you must’ve been terrified
by such a powerful sword technique. You’ re worried about the safety of the people of Sol and scared that some ambitious
people might stumble upon this sword technique to cause harm to the world. It’s not hard to conclude that you would destroy it.”
James stared at Tapio without saying a word. His bewilderment only increased. He could not understand Tapio or Tyrus.
“Alright. You shouldn’t waste time mulling over these trivial matters. The Novenary Golden Pill is the real treasure here. You'll get
the chance to reach the ninth rank if you can obtain it. Judging by the time, it seems the others should be arriving here soon. I’m
afraid an intense battle is about to take place.”
Tapio turned around and left.

James followed behind him. The place they were at was King Quavon's crypt. Tapio activated a mechanism in the crypt, and a
passage opened up on one side.
Clank! Clang! Clank!
After walking for a while, they heard the sound of fighting. Tapio raised his guard and turned to James, saying, “We’re almost at
the Elixir Vault. Do be careful.”
“alright." James nodded. He followed behind Tapio and advanced cautiously.
In a few moments, they saw people fighting in a stone chamber ahead of them.
There were countless people caught up in the fight. James recognized many of them. Among them was his grandfather, Sky,
Donovan, Maha from the
Sylvan Sect, Tanner, Simon, and even the owner of Divine Sword Villa.
The battle was fierce.
“It should be somewhere around here.”
Tapio looked at the chaotic battle in front of them. He smiled and shouted, “Hey guys, what are all of you doing? According to a
reliable source, there are seven to eight Novenary Golden Pills. There’s enough for everyone, so why bother fighting over it?”
“Hmph!” As soon as he spoke, Sky snorted haughtily.
“All the Novenary Golden Pills should be rightfully mine. It’s not something these peons should be allowed to acquire.”