The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 7613

Beneath an azure sky, across a land shimmering with hues of purple and gold, rushing streams wove through rolling mountains and lush forests teeming with both demon and spirit beasts. In this vibrant world, countless men and women sat cross-legged, eyes closed, enveloped in a faint purple light radiating tranquility and peace.

Meanwhile, James, accompanied by Thea and Quattro, embarked on a journey through the River of Time. As they traveled, they slipped into a different reality—one marked by an eerie silence, where an almost dreamlike stillness replaced the usual clamor of conflict. The world was devoid of battles, offering a stark and serene contrast to their previous surroundings.

Thea exclaimed, “Such abundant Spiritual Providence.”

Quattro looked at James and noted, “Their cultivation bases are quite high. They seem to be above the Daeclon Mahayana.”

James nodded lightly. “The weakest are Emperors, and most are Path Emperors.”

Thea asked in surprise, “They’re so strong? If they break out of the River of Time, not just the Greater Realms’ beings, but even Zymurgy’s gods would be ants before them.”

James shook his head. “It’s useless.”

Thea and Quattro exchanged puzzled looks.

James squinted and explained, “They’re in the Ritual Rank. They can’t escape nor self-destruct to be resurrected. They’ve become tools to produce Spiritual Providence for eternity.”

Thea’s eyes widened in realization, and she covered her mouth in shock. “Are they the Waitara Path’s puppets?”

The word ‘puppet’ made Quattro shiver.

Puppets were a taboo for cultivators. Even the most insane would not dare create such abominations, fearing backlash and death, or worse, being destroyed by an irresistible catastrophe.

Using beings who had achieved human form to create puppets, especially on such a large scale, was a horrifying act.

Thea quickly said, “Puppets can’t be killed. We can’t recklessly rush in, or the consequences would be unpredictable.”

James and Thea exchanged puzzled glances, wondering if the man before them was really Xachary.

His arrogant tone was characteristic, but he did not seem to be a puppet at the Ritual Rank. He had his soul and consciousness. However, it was strange that he did not recognize them, leaving them wondering if his memories had been erased.

“Did you hear me?” Xachary turned around and reprimanded them.

James and Thea exchanged another look but remained silent, smiling slightly.

Xachary stepped backward angrily and said, “How dare you ants ignore me? You must have death wishes.

“Seize them! Send the man to the Soul Extraction Hall and the woman to my palace.”