The Almighty Dragon General

The cultivators from the six holy temples were scared out of their wits when they saw James move closer.
All of them got on their knees and lowered their heads. Some of them
unconsciously held their breath.
Adina, who was still on the podium, was looking at James from behind with terrified eyes. She did not expect the man she had looked down upon earlier to possess such frightening powers.
Even Marci, who was also a Chosen One, did not manage to defend herself from James' attacks.
Moreover, Marci had just achieved the Soma Daeclon Rank. Even Adina had lost to her.
"Greetings to the Chosen One!"
The first group of cultivators who greeted James respectfully was the men from the Yunara Temple.
These men were so shaken after seeing the display of James' powers earlier. They immediately placed their foreheads against the cold floor as a gesture of submission.
The other cultivators quickly followed suit.
"Greetings to the Chosen One!" all of them chanted in unison. However, their shaky voices betrayed their fear and nervousness.
These arrogant, powerful Daeclon Rank cultivators of the Great Historial Land finally realized the man they were trying to hunt down had become someone whose powers were unsurpassable.
The Chosen One before them could even end their lives at any moment if he wanted to.
Furthermore, they even foolishly abducted James' wife to force him to surrender himself.
It was only at this moment they realized how foolish and naive they were to have picked a fight with someone they should not have.
"Which of you captured my wife?" James stopped before them and asked. Those men paused thoughtfully for a moment. Then, most of them turned their eyes to Lord Tzivya, one after the other.
"Why... Why are you all looking at me?" Lord Tzivya flinched. "It wasn't me who did that!"
"You didn't do it, but you suggested it." Lord Yunara scoffed.
"You were the one who said we could force the Chosen One out of the Forbidden Bloodshade by capturing his wife. Then, the Chosen One will fall under our control." "That's all nonsense, Lord Yunara!" Lord Tzivya retorted in an agitated voice, "Have you forgotten who spoke ill of the Chosen One the most, you
imposter!"
Lord Yunara was about to respond when a middle-aged cultivator added, "It's no use even if you try to deny it now, Lord Tzivya.
"You were also the person who suggested we hand over the Yin governor to
Yehria. It was because you and her share a good relationship."
"He's right!" A ravishing female cultivator yelled at Lord Tzivya, "You also suggested that we turn against the Haurvatat Temple and join forces with Yehria, the current Tai Chi.
"Do you honestly think we can't tell what you're trying to do?"
"Lord Tzivya, you are one of the lords of the Ten Holy Temples. You should take responsibility for your actions"
An elderly cultivator commented, "All of this happened because of your greed and selfishness."
Lord Tzivya was flabbergasted to see everyone blaming her. She stood up and pointed at several people. "All of you greedy and ungrateful people—
"Did you forget how you all got on your knees and begged me when you found out Adina wasn't the Great Historial Land's Chosen One? So, you're shamelessly pushing the blame on me now that Marci has failed?"
Despite her saying that, the other cultivators merely glanced at each other and looked back at her without any hint of remorse.
Lord Toviyyah who had remained on his knees silently all this while lifted his
head just then. "Are you done talking, Persephone?"
"What?" Lord Tzivya looked in his direction. "Are you going to say it's all my fault too?"
Lord Toviyyah snickered. He got to his feet and bowed slightly to James. "Chosen One, I have a few questions for Lord Tzivya. Would you permit me to ask them?"
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