The Almighty Dragon General

Everyone looked at the tomb keeper.
The man lifted his palm and conjured 24 inscriptions in the air. “Here are twentyfour inscriptions prepared for each of the
participants here.” “They would be randomly distributed to each cultivator.
These inscriptions are made of twelve pairs of matching inscriptions. The person who has an inscription that matches yours will
automatically become your opponent.”
As soon as the tombkeeper finished explaining, the inscriptions flew in different directions and arrived before the twenty-four
cultivators.
Everyone reached out and took their inscriptions almost simultaneously.
A mysterious energy radiated from the inscriptions and pulled those cultivators in. In the blink of an eye, those cultivators were
teleported to the same location.
The cultivators were standing in two lines, facing each other.
The tombkeeper appeared at a spot in between the two lines of people.
Just then, the inscriptions held in each of the cultivators’ hands emanated a powerful energy. The inscriptions flew toward their
matching pair the next instant.
The cultivators found out who their opponents were at that moment.
Suddenly, all of those cultivators vanished from the Tomb World.
Meanwhile, James noticed that he had been teleported to a vast arena. He could see his opponent in the other corner of the
arena as well.
James’ opponent was a man who seemed to be in his thirties. The man was wearing a gray robe, and his hair was disheveled.
There were barely any wounds on the man’s body although the man appeared to be ashen-faced.
For a brief moment, the man furrowed his brows when he saw James. However, the expression on his face soon changed into
one of burning enthusiasm.

The man was aware of James’ origin and capabilities.
However, he was not afraid of James. Instead, the man was eager to battle James.
On the other hand, James was also looking at the man.
Since they would probably have to face more battles after this, James wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible.
The man in the gray robe introduced himself. “My name is Jayrome Wilten. You are?”
“James Caden.” James gave a slight nod.
“You can start first.” Jayrome gestured to him.
In a flash, James conjured innumerable inscriptions before him.
Those inscriptions rose in the air and fused to form an intricate formation. The formation covered the entire area of the arena.
Jayrome felt an unusual energy as soon as the formation appeared above him.
He had a grim look in his eyes as he noticed how he could barely move due to the effects of the formation. The pressure coming
from the formation was causing him to have difficulty in breathing.
Jayrome’s eyes bulged with horror and disbelief.
“How... How is this possible?”
Jayrome had not been beaten once ever since he entered the Yuraeceon First Rank.
When he tried to generate his powers to break free from James’ formation, Jayrome realized his efforts were useless. The
powers of James’ formation were simply too overwhelming.
Furthermore, Jayrome soon sensed that his body and soul were slowly being crushed by the immense pressure.
At that moment, he finally came to acknowledge the difference in power and skills between him and James.
“I... I give up.” Jayrome had lost the will to fight.
A faint smile flickered across James’ face as he heard Jayrome’s words. He undid the formation right away.

The arena disappeared the next instant.
James found himself arriving inside the Tomb World once again. On the other hand, Jayrome was sent out of the realm.
James was the first person to defeat his opponent. He could see the other eleven arenas floating in the sky within the Tomb
World.
The cultivators were immersed in fierce battles within those arenas.