The Almighty Dragon General

Suddenly, a commanding and resonant voice echoed through the cave, startling James, who was surveying his surroundings. He immediately raised his guard, searching for the voice's owner.
"Since you've already achieved the first half, why not tackle the later half?" asked the voice.
Confronted with the query, James frowned. He refrained from answering and changed the topic. "Are you Emperor Yarden?"
Tm the one asking questions," the assertive voice responded.
James asked calmly, "Does the Daeclon Mahayana and the identity as the Chosen One have to be bound together?"
"Yes," the voice affirmed.
"Then I don't need it," James said with a carefree smile.
The majestic voice scoffed. "You don't need it? Do you realize how many have endured immense suffering because of the Daeclon Mahayana? How many divine beings had fought to become the Chosen One."
James muttered solemnly, "Whether or not I enter the Daeclon Rank doesn't concern me. I only need the strength to defeat Yehria. As for being the Chosen One, I still don't understand the role's significance."
As these words left his lips, the majestic voice suddenly erupted into laughter. 'The insiders are often puzzled, yet the onlookers see the situation. If I didn't know about your character, I would suspect you of playing coy and that you were withdrawing as a strategy to advance.
"Your role holds a lot of weight. You stand as a unique existence amongst the mortals, bearing all their hopes. Don't you feel a little responsibility
toward them?"
James shrugged and said, "Do I owe them anything? I only care about my wife and brothers."
"But they're still of the same kind as you. What if they wish for you to embrace the path of being the Chosen One?"
James fell into a contemplative silence.
After a while, the voice said, "You've already obtained two powerful forces, yet you refuse to merge them just because of a promise?"
"Show them to me. I'll appraise them and allow you to fulfill the promise. However, in return, I hope you assume the identity as the Chosen Path and
complete the mission given to you."
James frowned and said, "You haven't answered my question."
"I am whatever you say I am. Why obsess over identities?" the voice responded.
James stopped insisting, already understanding the answer.
James carefully urged the Historial Soul Pearl and Marciais Soul Pearl from his spatial storage. Then, he requested, "Please appraise them, Sir!"
The voice answered, "You must consider this carefully. I only have three vital energy levels available here. If they do not qualify for the lowest level, they will self-destruct and can't be reformed."
James asked, "Is it the Xurxo, Yitro, and Soma?"
"Precisely. In the past, I never personally assessed vital energies. My ten disciples took care of it. They had their ways of doing it, and I never intervened," the voice said. "However, this is the first time I've been asked to identify a power self-created by mortal beings, so allow me to offer a few additional reminders. Even if mortal beings possess supernatural strength, there remains a distinct gap between them and divine beings. I don't mean to belittle or discriminate. It's just the truth."
James fell silent once more.
Emperor Yarden laid out the harsh realities. He likely had already determined the levels of the Marciais and Historial Power.
James understood it was likely a psychological test.
"I suggest you fuse the two forces and proceed with the appraisal. This way, you won't disappoint anyone and will have no regrets," said the voice.
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