The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 2580
The Crepe Myrtle Sword Pavilion was a good place to cultivate and improve his Yogacara rank.
However, James was not in the mood to cultivate.
He waited for one month to pass.
If he could make it through the one-month mark and was not affected by the curse, he would cultivate at ease.
Although he would not reach the Tribulation Rank, he could at least reach the Mage Rank’s Third Stage.
James sat on the cliff of the back mountain.
Bored, he took out a cigarette and lit it.
At that moment, he felt homesick.
He missed being on Earth and wanted to see Thea.
So many years have passed, and he wondered how Thea was doing on Earth.
Meanwhile, many powerhouses continued to gather outside of the Crepe Myrtle Sword Pavilion’s mountain gate.
Since the Crepe Myrtle Sword Pavilion was protected by a formation set up by a powerhouse of the Crepe Myrtle Sword Pavilion
many years ago, powerhouses of the current age could not break through it with their strength.
Initially, almost all the powerhouses that arrived outside the Crepe Myrtle Sword Pavilion’s mountain gate were at the Tribulation
Rank.
However, many more powerhouses began to arrive.
Those that showed up recently were at the Sage Rank and had reached very high stages.
While the crowd gathered outside the mountain gate, a red sedan chair appeared in the distance.
Four women in red dresses carried the sedan chair.
They advanced rapidly and appeared outside the Crepe Myrtle Sword Pavilion’s mountain entrance in the blink of an eye.

“Wh-Who are they?” Seeing the red sedan chair carried by four women wearing red dresses, the cultivators waiting outside the
Crepe Myrtle Sword Pavilion’s mountain gates were stunned.
The four women carrying the sedan chair had the exact same appearance and clothes.
They were even dressed in the same way, like they were carved out of the same mold.
”Could they be the legendary Four Saints?” “According to ancient records, four identical women appeared in our world one
hundred thousand years ago.
They were known as the Four Saints and served the Blademaster of Mount Grinch.” ‘That’s right.
It must be the Blademaster of Mount Grinch.” When the four women were pictured together, the identity of the person seated in
the red sedan chair became obvious.
Some people were unfamiliar with the Blademaster of Mount Grinch and asked, “Who’s that?” “He’s someone who’s existed
since a hundred thousand years ago and was already a Sage King back then.
He has unparalleled swordsmanship and is one of the greatest in the world.
Surprisingly, he’s still alive after a hundred thousand years.” “Huff.” As information about the Blademaster of Mount Grinch was
revealed, many powerhouses present gasped.
“He was a Sage King one hundred thousand years ago? Now that so much time has passed, what rank is he currently?” An old
man sitting on a rock in a corner nearby said,”
Regardless of one’s talent and potential, one will be cursed after reaching a certain age and will never be able to enter the Divine
Rank because of the seal on Planet Galileo.” His words immediately attracted the crowd’s attention.
Almost everyone had heard of such legends.
However, no one had ever reached such heights in cultivation or lived long enough to confirm them.
Thus, no one really paid much attention to the legends.
A young cultivator asked, “Sir, is the curse you speak of real? Is it impossible for anyone on Planet Galileo to reach the Divine
Rank? Will people that live to a certain age really be cursed?” “Yes.” Before the old man could answer, a voice came from the red

sedan chair.
Everyone immediately turned to the red sedan chair.
One of the women lifted the curtain covering the red sedan chair, and an old man walked out.
He was a very slim man with a wrinkled face, and he was wearing a red robe