The Almighty Dragon General

James' expression remained stern as he listened to the cries of the Timaeus Sect's powerhouses. With one hand bound behind
his back, he gazed up at the snowy void.
The formation had been modified and upgraded to possess the power to kill Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Sixth Tribulation
powerhouses. However, Lesia and Hemera had made the battle a bit more brutal.
Uncertain whether he was on the side of righteousness or not, James only knew that he was true to himself. He did not go
against his conscience, did not bully the weak or fear oppression, and was not afraid of any challenging circumstances. His
original intention had remained clear since stepping onto the path of cultivation. He never wavered despite facing numerous
hardships.
He would not become a person who forgives all enemies in the name of the Virtuous Faction. Nor would he disregard the lives of
countless living beings and recklessly slaughter the innocent for personal gain. He revered strength, defied fate, and moved
forward fearlessly.
After a while, the screams behind James ceased, replaced by five female powerhouses kneeling in the icy snow. They appeared
disheveled but were now clothed.
For James, they had gone from disdain to anger, then powerlessness, and finally to submission. It was as if they had
experienced countless epochs of torment. Now, they were waiting for James' judgment.
James spoke without turning his head, “What is righteous, what is evil, what is light, what is darkness?"
At these words, the five kneeling powerhouses all lifted their heads in astonishment.
"I come from the Dark World, does that make me a demon?" James turned around and looked at them. "Are you considered
righteous just because you were born in the Three Thousand Great Genesis Worlds and the countless Micro Genesis Worlds?
"I've emerged from the Dark World and have never wantonly killed an innocent living being in the Three Thousand Great
Genesis Worlds and the countless Micro Genesis Worlds. Even within the Timaeus Sect, I act according to its rules.
"If I'm labeled as a demon just because of where I come from, then what about you? In the Demon Region, you ruthlessly
slaughtered the captured living beings of the Dark World. What does that make you?"

Hearing this, the leading female powerhouse displayed a shocked expression. "Have you been to the Demon Region?"
"No!" James shook his head. "I'll go. Not for anything else, just to see the Dark World living beings, who are raised like livestock
and then slaughtered mercilessly by you."
"We did not slaughter any living beings of the Dark World," said another powerhouse. "In fact, we've never even been to the
Demon Region."
"That's why you're still alive." James glanced at that powerhouse. “Those who kill innocent living beings from the Dark World will
incur karmic retribution. The ones who died in the formation were. Karmic retribution would have scattered their souls even if I
hadn't killed them."
After hearing this, the powerhouses looked at each other in shock. They took in a cold breath simultaneously.
“You have two choices now." James stared at them. “First, go back where you came from. You still retain the strength of the
Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Third Tribulation. You can go back and see the true face of the Timaeus Sect.
“Second, follow me. See if a living being like me from the Dark World is as bloody and vicious as your rumors say."
At these words, the five powerhouses were momentarily stunned. They exchanged glances.
“I'm not going back," the leading female powerhouse sighed lightly. “Going back means death. Rather than dying in humiliation,
it's better to open our eyes and understand what righteousness, evil, darkness, and light are. Even if we die, we'll die with clarity."
Listening to this, James cast an appreciative gaze at her. “What's your name?"
“I'm Xatia." The leading female powerhouse sighed, “I've long forgotten my real name."
“Good." James nodded. “You can only decide for yourself."
“Ms. Xatia isn't going back, and neither are we," said another female powerhouse.