The Almighty Dragon General

Over hundreds of the Theos Sect’s members had gathered in the hall.
“What do we do now?”
“Our sect leader has been in closed-door meditation for a long time. Regardless of what happened in the outside world, the sect
leader had never once paused nor ended his meditation. However, the Grand Sect Elder’s life is in danger now. What should we
do about this?”
“We received news that the Grand Sect Elder is severely wounded and that she had fallen into the hands of Yvan Xorath, the
leader of the Daemonium Sect. The Daemonium Sect currently possesses the runes to access the Yhala Realm. They even
announced that they would unlock the entrance of the Yhala Realm in the near future and that anyone who’s interested may
even enter the realm freely.”
“We should gather our best fighters and take down the Daemonium Sect immediately!”
While the discussion grew more heated, a deep voice resounded through the hall.
“Please calm down, everyone.”
A man who seemed to be in his 40s walked into the main hall at a leisurely pace.
“Greetings, Sir Partholon!” The others called aloud almost instantaneously.
The man in a blue robe, Partholon Jetko, was the eldest disciple of the Theos Sect’s leader. He was a highly respected cultivator
with superb skills. Furthermore, the man was even rumored to be an even more powerful cultivator than Waleria, the Grand Sect
Elder.
“Sir Partholon, you came back just in time! We have no way of meeting the Sect Leader, and we don’t have any information
about Ms. Waleria’s current condition and her whereabouts. What do you think we should do next? We’ll follow your lead!”
Partholon raised his palm. “I’ve returned today forthose particular reasons. Please wait here for a while. I’ll meet with the Master
and ask for his opinions on the matter”
Then, the man teleported and vanished from the hall.
The Theos Sect sect leader who also governed the Theos District, conducted his closed-door meditation within the grounds of a
spiritual mountain.

Partholon materialized somewhere at the foot of the mountain and got down on one knee. “Master, I would like to request a
meeting.”
As his voice echoed through the valleys, a golden ray was emitted from the top of the mountain. Slowly, the ray reached the
ground before Partholon, and he could see a staircase enveloped in the shimmering light.
Partholon got up and ascended the staircase. Soon, he arrived in front of a wooden cottage at the top of the mountain.
In the front yard, an old man was seated in a chair while facing a strangely huge chessboard. That board was no ordinary
chessboard. It was formed with the Heavenly Path and each of the chess pieces contained path energy.
Partholon went upto the old man and bowed slightly. As he straightened himself, Partholon said, “Master, the Grand Sect
Elder...”
The old man waved his hand dismissively. “This is part of the tribulation she must face and overcome. She’s never encountered
any major issues during her years of training and cultivation. She might have gotten rid of the barrier that hindered her from
advancing into the Chaos Rank. However, she won’t be able to truly reach it unless she succeeds in overcoming the tribulation.”
“She’s in grave danger, though.” Partholon went on, “The Grand Sect Elder has fallen into the hands of the
Daemonium Sect. If we don’t help her, how is she going to survive the tribulation and advance to the Chaos Rank?”
The old man shook his head. ‘That’s not her tribulation.”
Upon hearing those words, Partholon was lost for words.
The elderly man picked up a black chess piece and placed it on the chessboard. A loud crack could be heard the next instant.
Suddenly, the board shattered and vanished along with the pieces before their eyes.
“Her tribulation is related to love.”
The old man muttered in a deep voice, “However, there’s something very strange about that man. The moment he appeared in
the Endlos’ Nine Districts, everything changed. I could no longer see or make any predictions about the future.”