The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 6092
James immediately conjured the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell and trapped the man in it.
A peal of bells rang out as soon as the bell was set in place.
The middle-aged cultivator yelled and groaned in pain as he could not break out of the bell no matter what he tried to do.
At the same time, a tremendous amount of Genesis Power flowed from the bell toward James.
On the other hand, the pair of elderly cultivators had looks of approval as they watched the battle from a distance.
Eventually, the bell stopped chiming.
James was sitting on the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell with his eyes closed. As he opened his eyes, James could sense his Genesis
Power had improved considerably.
He could even tell that the Genesis Power of this Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation cultivator was equivalent to that
often thousand Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Eighth Tribulation cultivators who were at the peak of their powers.
James hopped off the bell and put it away. Only then did he notice a dead, black snake lying in the spot where the bell was
placed just a while ago.
"This is too cruel...’’ James muttered.
He turned around and asked, "What would happen to their other self in the outside world if I were to destroy all the entities' main
self here?"
The elderly cultivators merely looked at James and smiled enigmatically.
There was clearly something more to this judging by those men’s responses.
James pondered for a bit. Then, he teleported and re-emerged before Xachary's sculpture.
Ì pick him. Please undo the seal placed on his body."
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The man in the white robe frowned. "He's an upper-grade Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation cultivator, though."
"We must warn you." The elderly cultivator in the black robe said in a grim tone, "When it comes to the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's
Ninth Tribulation, there's a huge difference in terms of power between cultivators of different grades.
"Even if you mastered various signature skills, you might not be able to handle this level of inter-rank battle."
"It’s fine." James replied calmly, "If I sense that I am losing, I can always escape back to the previous level. He won't be able to
pass through the seal anyway."
"I'm just worried that you may not have the time to do that later." The man in the white robe let out a soft sigh.
James grinned.
Even if he did not have the chance to escape, James still had his trump card, the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell.
James felt confident about the bell since it protected him from Rebella, who was on the upper-grade Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s
Ninth Tribulation.
The man in the black robe reminded him. "You can only choose to lift two people's seal. This is your final chance. Are you sure
you want to go with him?"
James nodded.
The elderly men exchanged a glance and raised their palms. A beam of white light and a beam of black light were cast onto
Xachary's sculpture.
The seal was lifted almost instantaneously.
James shuddered a little as he could sense an overwhelming amount of Genesis Qrohm.
"He's that strong?!”
James unleashed the second extreme of the curse magic and summoned nine evil spirits again.