The Almighty Dragon General

Wynton agreed to restrict his cultivation rank and fight James at the Quasi Boundless Supreme Path Rank. This gave James a
glimmer of hope for victory.
Despite the agreement, Ze Ila still reminded James not to be careless. Even though James had cultivated Three Voices of
Chaos, possessed the Ignis, and had reached the Omniscience Path’s Eighth Stage. Despite having all these resources, he
would still be evenly matched with Wynton. Indeed, the outcome of who would emerge victorious was still uncertain.
James became more cautious with Zella’s reminder. He acknowledged that he was currently not performing at his peak. He
decided to return and enter seclusion for a period of time, adjusting his condition to reach his optimal state.
In the blink of an eye, only a 1,000 years was left until the three-thousand-year deadline, and tomorrow would be the day of their
battle.
The battle used the entire world as the battlefield.
During this time, Wynton attempted to leave this world but discovered powerful restrictions that kept him confined within it.
Despite his profound cultivation, he could not break free from this world.
This realization led him to believe that he was indeed trapped in a projection, within James’ experiential illusion.
Having the entire world as their battleground meant no constraints would limit their fight. Moreover, Wynton looked forward to
seeing if James could defeat him on equal footing.
He was a peerless powerhouse, undefeated by anyone in the same rank. No living being could defeat him, and this led to his
Cultivation Heart being flawlessly perfect, without any blemish.
Zella was right. Wynton needed to experience defeat to truly understand himself and pave the way for a greater future.
On the Apex back mountain of Mount Yaneiri, there stood a man and a woman.
‘Tomorrow is the day of the battle,” Wynton looked at Zella and said, ‘This is a projection and an illusion made for someone’s
trial. Your presence will distract me. I will first exterminate all living beings in this illusion before the battle begins.”
“Hmm,” Zella nodded and said, “Before the battle, there are some things I need to tell James. After that, I will leave the illusion.
There’s no need for you to intervene.”
Wynton nodded gently. Zella turned and left.

Wynton stood in place, gazing at the distant mountains and earth.
“Sword Manifest!” He raised his hand, and countless inscriptions appeared in his palm. These inscriptions dispersed instantly,
blending into the heavens and earth. At that moment, countless fragments of swords appeared in
the heavens and earth. These fragments gradually came together, forming a dazzling long sword.
James was still in seclusion. He sensed a destructive aura sweeping over and stopped his cultivation. He saw the dazzling long
sword gradually taking form in the sky.
At this moment, Zella appeared before him.
‘That’s our clan’s sacred sword, a divine weapon crafted by our mighty ancestors, requiring countless ages to forge,” she
explained. “My brother has always sealed it away within the world. The last time he used it was when he traversed the River of
Time to the Sky Burial Age. Otherwise, he has never wielded the Moonlit Sword.” Zella walked over, gazing at the sword taking
shape in the sky.
“My brother brought out the Moonlit Sword, which proves that he considers you a worthy opponent, and is a sign that he’ll give it
his all in tomorrow’s battle. Eitherway, the battle will end with one of you dead,” Zella said, her expression grave.
James’ face turned serious too.
Indeed, the pressure from this sword was too intense for him to bear. It was far more terrifying than his Death- Celestial Sword.