The Almighty Dragon General

James slowly opened his eyes, enduring the stinging pain in his body, and found himself inside a mysterious cave.
He was surprised to find a scenery with mountains, trees, rivers, mountain springs and the mist-covered ground.
Suddenly, a voice came from the depths of the cave.
“Good exists in all kinds of forms, and it exists everywhere.
Another voice immediately followed, saying, "Peace will be upon those who stay away from a battle of power."
James was startled and quickly used all his strength to get up. However, he found that his body had become transparent, and his
Holy Golden Body was gone.
"Was my soul really destroyed?"
James' words caused the two figures to burst into laughter.
He raised his head and saw the two distant figures ahead of him. One of the figures was dressed in white, and the other in black.
The two of them had fishing rods, and strangely enough, their hooks were not submerged in the water. Instead, they were one
meter away from the water's surface.
'What are they doing? Waiting for the fish to take the bait willingly?' James looked at them puzzledly. He could tell the two figures
were peerless powerhouses.
James floated over and appeared before them in an instant.
The two of them were middle-aged living beings who looked to be in their early forties. However, their bodies exuded an
exceptional aura.
Since none of them spoke, James did not dare to speak either. They silently existed in each other's presence as if they had
come to a tacit understanding.
Suddenly, a gray fish bit the hook of the white-robed man. He skillfully retracted his line and railed the fish in.
Shortly after, the black-robed man also caught a black fish and harvested it.
Only then did James notice the keepnet beside them, filled with dozens of fish. The gray and black fish coexisted but were

clearly distinguished from each other.
James was unsure what the two men were doing, so he refrained from asking questions and silently observed.
After some time, the white-robed man caught another gray fish. He put away his gear and said, 'You
lost! I take the win this time!" The black-robed man pulled in a black fish, and then snorted. “Not necessarily." The white-robed
man laughed and said, "You and I have fought many times. It's time we stop." The black-robed man suddenly turned to James
and asked, "Did you figure it out?" James' brows furrowed as he looked back and forth at the fishes and the two men. After a
while, he answered, "The two of you aren't catching fish, but the Historial Power and the Marciais Combat Form's power."
The two of them burst out laughing simultaneously.
"You're worth investing!"
"Smart one!"
James was shocked after earning their compliments.
His speculation was correct. The men before him were the missing powerhouses at the Daeclon Rank that Lesia had mentioned.
One was the founder of the Marcial Combat Form and the other of the Historial Power.
James never expected to meet them in this mysterious place.
The white-robed man suddenly asked, "Do you think it's a pity the Holy Golden Body you've worked hard to cultivate has been
destroyed?"
The black-robed man also asked, "Do you regret it?"
James was stunned by their questions. After a while, he recomposed, shook his head, and answered, "It's a pity, but I don't
regret anything."