The Almighty Dragon General

Wynton never believed that he would die one day. No one could control his destiny, not even the Chaos Heavenly Path.
“I can’t see you in the future,” Zella said with a worried expression. “I’m very concerned.”
“Ah,” Wynton let out a soft sigh.
James let out three powerful roars from within his closed door meditation sanctuary. Those three roars depleted all his strength,
leaving his body spent and devoid of any power. Even his physical strength was exhausted and he felt extremely weak as he
collapsed onto the ground.
After a while, some of his strength returned.
“What a mysterious martial art skill! Simply roaring three times consumed all my strength. If these three roars were unleashed as
an attack, what kind of Overworld Outsider could they annihilate?” James could hardly imagine it because he could not ascertain
the potency of those three roars. In this illusion, he could not break through the realms, even with his three roars.
James sat cross-legged on the ground again, recovering the energy he expended. Shortly after, he had restored his full strength.
He dispelled the time formation and sensed the flow of time when he stood up.
His time limit was 30,000 years and he had spent 20,000 years inside the time formation.
“With only ten thousand years remaining, I definitely can’t breakthrough and reach the Permanence Acme Rank within this time.
Even if I do achieve that rank, I won’t be able to face Wynton in a battle,” James murmured to himself.
In a direct confrontation against Wynton, he stood no chance of winning. Nevertheless, he needed to survive and leave this
place. He had to continue his journey to the next checkpoint and explore the proceeding realms.
Since a head-on fight was unfeasible, his only option was to negotiate with Wynton. He wanted to ask Wynton to go easy on him
and let him pass this trial.
His body flickered, and in the next moment, he had already appeared in the Apex Main Hall of Mount Yaneiri. Wynton and Zella
still stood around the area.
James appeared, clasping his fists with a faint smile on his face. “Greetings, Yaneiri.”
“My name is Wynton, not Yaneiri,” Wynton replied calmly.

James walked over, smiling as he said, “It’s an honor to meet your acquaintance, Wynton. Time is running out, and I don’t think I
can beat you. Would you be willing to let me pass?”
“No. That won’t be possible,” Wynton refused.
Wynton was not entirely certain if the man before him was a projected illusion, but allowing James to leave would mean
sacrificing himself. He could not bring himself to do that, particularly considering that James was not deserving of such a
sacrifice.
“Brother,” Zella spoke up involuntarily from the side.
“Enough, don’t say another word,” Wynton waved his hand slightly, interrupting Zella’s intention to speak.
Then, he looked at James and said, “Had you wished to fight, I was ready to grant your request. However, expecting me to
sacrifice myself so you can leave is simply impossible.”
After saying that, he swung his robe sleeves and walked away.
James looked helplessly at Zella and asked, “Zella, what should we do now?”
Zella shrugged and said, “I’ve tried to convince my brother all this while, but he simply won’t listen to me.”