The Almighty Dragon General

James successfully cultivated the First Transformation of the Flame Art’s Three Fire Transformations, Flame God Incarnation.
However, mastering the Second Transformation was much more difficult. James could not possibly cultivate it within a short
period.
Still, the First Transformation was sufficient for now. James dissipated the Ignis, and his body returned to normal. He tore open
the void, walked out of hiding, and stepped into the Desolate Grand Canyon again.
He immediately noticed the countless creatures gathered around him. Everyone’s gazes fell on him.
“His aura has grown even stronger. During this period, he must’ve been cultivating in secret and improved his cultivation rank.”
“Damn it. Even if we perish in the upcoming battle, we must destroy him. We can’t let him leave the planet with the Primal
Mantra.”
Many powerhouses secretly conspired with one another. They had one common goal—to eliminate James. Even if they had to
sacrifice themselves, they were determined to ensure his death. They could not let him leave with the Primal Mantra.
James was unbothered by their hostile stares. This would have frightened him if had just arrived on Planet Desolation. However,
he had already obtained countless boons on the planet.
First, he soaked in the Five-color Holy Pond. His physical strength had improved, and his Omniscience Path was also enhanced.
Then, he studied some broken formations on the planet and trained his Formation Path to the Quasi Acme Rank. After that, he
raised his cultivation base to the Acme Rank. Finally, he obtained the Compassionate Path Master’s inheritance and cultivated
the Flame Art’s Three Fire Transformations.
He had fearsome strength now. The odds of him winning against the other creatures were very high. He was only wary of
powerful Acmeans that had stayed hidden.
James glanced around him and found hundreds of thousands of creatures in the Desolate Grand Canyon’s surroundings. He
was surprised to see so many creatures still alive after they had been fighting for a million years over valuable boons.
Moreover, there were many Quasi Acmeans among them. The Quasi Acmeans had also increased in numbers. While he was in
seclusion, many creatures obtained treasures for themselves and improved their cultivation rank.
James went to a mountain range near Desolate Grand Canyon. He sat on a rock on the mountaintop and waited for the
mysterious facilitator to appear and announce the start of the final battle.

He waited for 3,000 years.
3,000 years later, Wotan appeared before him again.
James looked at him and noticed he could not sense Wotan’s aura. Startled, James murmured, “He must’ve entered the Acme
Rank. I wonder what other tricks he has up his sleeve. If I have to contend against him, he’d be a very dangerous opponent.”
Only one creature could leave the planet alive. Even though Wotan was once his ally, James knew he had to prioritize himself.
Wotan walked toward James and grinned. “How is it going, James?”
James looked at him and asked, “What do you mean?”
Still smiling, Wotan answered, “Of course, I’m referring to your cultivation rank. I’ve already stepped into the Acme Rank. I hope
we’ll be the last ones standing and fighting over the great treasure on Planet Desolation, the Primal Mantra.”
James replied calmly, “So what if you’re an Acmean? Are you sure you can overpower and kill hundreds of thousands of
creatures? Plus, I suspect there are other Acmeans who are concealing their presence.”
“Fellow cultivators!”
Suddenly, a loud voice resounded. A blurry figure appeared before the crack of the Desolate Grand Canyon’s unknown region. It
was shadowy in appearance, making it hard to see the figure’s face. It was even impossible to distinguish the figure’s gender.
“Congratulations for surviving up until now. Unfortunately, only one copy of the Primal Mantra exists,and only one creature can
leave this planet alive.”