The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 6648

Herodias snorted coldly. “Although James hasn’t reached the Daeclon Rank, he has an Ultimate Golden Body that qualifies him into the Daeclon Mahayana. Kneel, you three old farts.”

Yared and the two old men were startled. Although horrified, they refused to kneel.

Never did they expect that this young man named James would possess such a remarkable background.

The tall old man scrutinized James and asked, "Gray clouds and thousands of bells chiming. Are you above the Genesis Powers and have mastered the Marciais Combat Form? Have you met all of them?”

The chubby man chimed in, saying, “That’s not all. You must also have Nirvana Golden Bones, a Quasar Second Body, the Dernaturae, and the Daeclon Mahayana. Do you also possess these?”

Herodias retorted, “You obstinate fools. If he already had them all, you two would be mere ants.”

Yegor explained sincerely, “James almost has them all. You three should be convinced by now.”

Suddenly, James waved his hand, unleashing a formidable power with three-color fusion.

Gray clouds immediately blanketed the sky, while the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell resonated with a resounding clang. It immediately duplicated into multiple bells, emanating an overwhelming aura as it hovered over the three old individuals, bathing them in a luminous, ethereal glow.

Witnessing this spectacle, Yared and the two old men could not conceal their shock.

Overwhelmed by the majestic pressure, they involuntarily knelt on the ground.

“To be honest, I do not need to extend such courtesy to you,” James’ voice echoed from the void, exuding an aura of sanctity and majesty.

“However, I promised Yianni to bridge the gap between the Marciais Power and Historial Power at any cost. Otherwise, the three of you would have already served as my cultivation resources.”

“Gray clouds and thousands of bells chiming. Above the Genesis Power is where you find the Marciais Combat Form. The Nirvana Golden Bones, the Quasar Second Body, the Dernaturae, and the Daeclon Mahayana.”

After reciting the Jadhea Tablet’s prophecy, the elderly man twirled his beard and revealed a soft smile.

“Finally, after countless entrapochs, he’s here,” the elderly man murmured.

As his words drifted into the ether, three figures engaged in combat nearby ceased their skirmish.

Soon after, descending from the void, was a charming woman draped in a flowing black robe, her hair cascading down her shoulders. With skin akin to pearls and delicate features, she possessed an allure both captivating and icy in demeanor.

She landed beside the elderly man and asked, “What are you mumbling about, Yuldra?”