The Almighty Dragon General

Xezal went on in an unhurried manner, “I think I’ve seen it somewhere before. Oh, right! James Caden, that human cultivator,
cast a formation around the Soul Pagoda when he infiltrated our territory previously. The formation inscriptions found there were
strangely similar to the ones you used for your formation over this manor.”
“If it weren’t for the fact that you were away training during that period, I would have thought that you and James Caden were
actually the same person.”
James almost flinched upon hearing her words. However, he managed to keep a cool and composed expression on his face.
James smiled wryly. “I’d feel extremely glad if that were true. If I had James Caden’s powers, I would go ahead and challenge Sir
Youri for the position of Patriarch right away!”
Xezal suddenly changed the topic as she asked, “How’s your progress on mastering the Chaos Sacred Art?”
James sat on a chair placed in the front yard of the manor.
‘I can’t see Xezal’s true form nor the expressions on her face right now. However, I have a feeling that she probably has a huge,
sarcastic smirk on her face right now.
‘I think she’s somehow figured out my true identity since the very beginning. She knows who I am and that I was a human from
the moment I stepped foot in the Dooms’ territory.
‘Is it possible I traveled back in time from the future and I met Xezal during that time?’ James pondered.
James looked at the dark figure standing before him for a brief moment. Instead of answering her previous question, he asked,
“Isn’t it taxing to remain in that form? Why don’t you just show me your true form? I’m curious about your actual appearance.”
Xezal sat in a chair facing James.
“The time is not right. When the time comes, you’ll be able to see my true form. Also, you’ll need the Chaos Token, the most
precious and important token to the Doom Race, to see my true form. Unfortunately, that token has been lost for a long time. If
you find the token, you’d be able to see me in my true form even if you’re not the patriarch.”
‘Xezal has a nice voice. Though I can’t see her appearance, I get the impression that she is probably quite attractive.’ James
thought.
“By the way, how much do you know about the Chaos Sacred Art?” James asked.

James felt that there was a good chance Xezal had information about the true meaning behind the Chaos Sacred Art given her
mysterious background.
Xezal paused briefly before saying, “The Chaos Sacred Art was created when the Chaos Master had just crossed into the
Caelum Acme Rank. However, it was only thoroughly perfected once the Chaos Master had reached the peak of the Caelum
Acme Rank’s late stage.”
She continued, “Regrettably, no one from the Doom Race has been able to grasp and perceive the true meaning of the Chaos
Sacred Art even until now. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to see the day when someone manages to master and unleash the Nine
Voices of Chaos again.”
James’ brows lifted. “You know about the Nine Voices of Chaos? Did you perhaps try to master the Chaos Sacred Art and the
Nine Voices of Chaos too?”
Xezal did not respond to the question. “Each tone of the Chaos’ Nine Voices represents the true essence of the Chaos. The
simplest way of interpreting them is by shouting them out through one’s mouth.”
“Back then, the Chaos Master had the ability to unleash the true power of each tone of the Chaos’ Nine Voices. When the tones
are combined differently, they can even produce various powerful effects. The Chaos Master could unleash the Nine Voices of
Chaos using his sword, and he almost succeeded in defeating the Chaos Heavenly Path by using this power. Sadly, he perished
because he was overwhelmed by the Heavenly Path in the end.”
James grew more and more curious about Xezal’s background. He asked, “How do you even know all these things that weren’t
passed down in ancient scrolls or records? Have you lived through the Sky Burial Age? Have you been serving the Doom Race’s
patriarchs as their chambermaid ever since then?”