The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 5872
As soon as Truett appeared, the group of powerhouses immediately turned pale in fear. Some of the weaker cultivators
immediately fainted.
A few sensible disciples vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, then slumped to the ground and pretended to have fainted.
Everyone was aware that they would not have a chance to defeat Truett, nor could they escape if he insisted on taking their
lives.
The man who provoked James, however, did not manage to pretend to pass out in time. He was swept away by a powerful force
and dragged toward Truett. In just the blink of an eye, Truett was strangling him by the neck.
"How dare you touch my friend! Who gave you the courage?
"Well, how about we check how many strands of hair you have?"
Truett grabbed the man's hair. However, a powerful voice came from the distance, interrupting his plan.
"Show mercy, Mr. Truett."
A red light flashed through the sky, and Perthacus appeared at the scene. He had a powerful aura emitting from his body, which
suppressed everyone around him.
After the group saw their savior, they stopped their acts. One after another, they got up from the ground and hid
behind Perthacus. However, the fear in their hearts had not subsided.

Truett looked at Perthacus and said smilingly, "Since you're here, how about you wait a while? I'll pluck this guy's hair one by
one. After I'm done, we’ll talk."
Perthacus suddenly shouted, "Mr. Truett! I already warned you. With your cultivation rank, it wouldn't be a problem for you to be
an elder of Mount Martialis. However, your friends are too weak, yet they were given elder positions. It's only natural that it'd
cause dissatisfaction among the disciples."
'Yeah! You did!" Truett nodded lightly, then said, "But I also warned you, anyone who wants to trouble them will have to get
through me first!
"Since these disciples aren't willing to follow the rules, I'll have to teach them a lesson so they remember it next time."
Truett was about to take action, but he was interrupted once again.
'You can protect them for now, but you can't keep it up forever," said Perthacus.
Truett hesitated, and his hand that was about to strike the man came to a stop.
Perthacus said seriously, 'We're in the Ancient Genesis World. The strong are respected, and the weak live humbly.
'The Timaeus Sect puts strength first as well. Only the strongest are worthy of great status. If you help them today, do you think
they'll be able to secure their positions and
make a name for themselves in the Timaeus Sect?"
Perthacus made complete sense.
Truett felt slightly unsure of what to do next. He turned his head and looked at James, who had been silent.

James quietly teleported Xzavion, Quattro, and Stephen into a small space within his body. Then, he slowly stepped forward.
"Since Mr. Wulte put it that way, I'll have to show some real skills. Otherwise, I won’t be able to secure my position in the
Timaeus Sect."
After speaking, James turned to Truett.
"Put him down, Mr. Truett. Let them fight me together."
Everyone present was shocked by James' words.
James was only at the Yuraeceon Ninth Rank but wanted to challenge a group alone.
Everyone began to think he was crazy. The weakest among the group was at the Yuraeceon Xaelm Rank's First
Tribulation, and the strongest was at the Yuraeceon Xaelm Rank's Eighth Tribulation. Anyone from the group could easily
suppress James.
Truett teleported to James with the man over his shoulder and whispered, "I admire your courage, but aren't you overestimating
yourself a little? Although these guys' cultivation ranks aren't anything impressive, they're still stronger..."
James stopped him from speaking. He looked toward Perthacus and said, "Let's do it. I was able to join the Timaeus Sect
because of your help. As for whether we can survive in here, that's up to us."