The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 6709

With a thunderous crash echoing through the sky, the two forces met with a fierce explosion, resulting in powerful shock waves permeating the surroundings.

At that instant, Herodias and Yegor simultaneously tapped into their Tirta Power and righteous aura, creating a massive purple-gold energy barrier to shield James and Thea.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A succession of intense explosions followed, and the purple-gold barrier was shattered.

Lord Zenda was in no better situation. Caught up in the shock waves, she was forced to retreat into the distance. Her white robe fluttered, and she clutched her Guqin in shock.

“What kind of power is this?”

James straightened up and said calmly, “We walk different paths and aren’t like-minded people. I’m not the Chosen One, nor do I wish for my kids to be Hongrome Children.

Although I wish to avoid conflict, I’m not scared of it.”

“Even though you’re at the Yitro Daeclon Rank and we’re only at the Ninth Xaeclon Rank, we might not necessarily lose to you. If you push us to our limits, both parties will end up injured. Please reconsider.”

James’ words carried a clear warning and also conveyed his displeasure with Zenda’s disdainful attitude.

After taking a deep breath, Zenda set aside her Guqin and clasped her hands at James. “I’m sorry. Please forgive my rudeness.”

Seeing the change in attitude, James felt a stir within him. Evidently, one’s strength directly influenced one’s power and status.

Lord Zanda’s transformation vividly illustrated the respect commanded by power.

Even so, James remained humble. He possessed a few trump cards hidden from his opponent, including the fact he had merged with Morgott’s Spirit, who could deliver a devastating blow to even a formidable opponent at the Xurxo Daeclon Rank. Perhaps he could even take on Zenda, who was at the Yitro Daeclon Rank’s peak.

Moreover, James had Lesia’s support, along with the help of his two children, which bolstered his odds of success. However, he preferred to avoid deploying these measures unless absolutely necessary.

A white-haired old man narrowed his eyes as he scanned the area. Then, he stated, “They’ve escaped.”

A woman wearing a blue robe asked, “How fast can a mere lowly mortal travel in the Great Historial Land?”

The old man responded coldly, “Lord Zenda was here. She must have taken the Chosen One with her.”

A short, stout middle-aged man hurriedly said, “After them! If the Chosen One falls into Lord Zenda and the Zazen Temple, the other temples will be at a great disadvantage.”

An elderly woman sighed, remarking, “We’re such fools. We already knew the Chosen One would come, so why did we not station some of our own at the entrance?”

The old man looked in the direction where the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell and Zenda had left. Then, he ordered, “Chase them. The Chosen One is crucial to our world’s balance. We can’t let the other temples take him.”

After speaking, the group transformed into purple light beams and pursued James.