The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 4589

Although he had lost count of his attempts, he repeatedly climbed to his feet. All he could grasp was that the seal within him was wreaking havoc inside his body. This left him covered in wounds, both internal and external. Every part of his body was damaged by the ordeal.

“Must I truly reach the same rank as the Ancestral Blood Master to break this seal?” After countless attempts, James began to consider giving up.

“I’ll try one last time,” James exhaled deeply. At that precise moment, he stepped into the realm of the Omniscience Path. In this heightened state, his Spiritual Power surged, and his veins pulsed with a newfound serenity and unbridled power. Without a moment’s hesitation, he activated the Blood Mantra.

“Break!” James roared ferociously.

He infused his entire body with strength and fueled it with his blood vein established by the Blood Matra. He transformed the energy into a multitude of sharp blades. These blades of energy coursed through his veins, relentlessly striking at the deepest core of the seal within him.

“Crack!” As the countless ethereal blades of blood energy collided with the seal, a resounding boom reverberated within his body. His physical body could scarcely withstand the immense force, threatening to rend itself asunder. Nonetheless, his lips curved into a bright smile. The seal had finally been shattered.

With the seal broken, a stream of blood energy manifested before him. It converged to form the figure of a spectral man. This phantom figure hovered before James.

“Father-in-law?” As the figure came into view, James’ trepidation outweighed his concern about his injuries. He promptly withdrew, cautious of the potential threat posed by the Ancestral Blood Master. He was afraid more harm was coming his way.

“You, lad, have exceeded my expectations,” the phantom figure regarded James, looking on approvingly. “Truly, I didn’t expect you to break the seal I set up in such a short time.”

Sensing the ethereal presence before him, James noticed a certain illusory afterimage and finally let out a sigh of relief.

Upon hearing this, James’ eyes lit up, and he asked, “How strong is this phantom?”

“Well,” mused the Ancestral Blood Master, “It should be strong enough to fight with the Deputy Master of the Daemonium Sect.”

This phantom existed within the sigil within James’ body, thus it was aware of James’ current goals.

“It’s that powerful?” James exclaimed in astonishment. The Ancestral Blood Master was undeniably formidable and the mere existence of a phantom capable of taking on the Deputy Master of the Daemonium Sect was astounding.

The phantom figure nodded. “Indeed, it can hold its own in a battle. Nonetheless, this form isn’t my original body, so its energy is limited. As my energy wanes, so too will the phantom’s presence. This manifestation can probably fight for roughly a day.”