The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 6209

Rebella, Xitlaly, Yancy, and Wylie, all reaching the peak of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation, mobilized their full strength to resist this unprecedented pressure. Only Lyla, who had the highest cultivation base, could still move freely under the golden light, albeit at a greatly reduced speed.

Seeing that everyone was struggling to hold on, James raised his hand, and the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell swiftly flew towards the sky. It enlarged infinitely while spinning until it enveloped the entire Xyndaros Genesis World. Finally, it resisted the pervasive golden light and terrifying pressure.

A surprised sound came from the void, followed by a majestic yet ethereal voice booming. “James, you’ve indeed used the guardian treasure of my Timaeus Sect to its limits. This is quite unexpected.”

“It’s Gladwin,” Lyla reminded softly.

James smiled. “What’s this Supernatural Power called? It’s quite formidable.”

“This is called the Historial Dragon’s Breath,” Lyla whispered. “A technique created by Gladwin himself, refining the aura of the Historial Power. It can oppress all living beings, suppressing those with lower cultivation bases and halving the speed of even those of equal cultivation.”

“He’s a genius.” James chuckled and said, “I wonder if my Ultimate Golden Body can withstand it.”

As Lyla was about to speak, James suddenly soared into the sky. He stepped out of the glowing sphere covered by the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell and faced Gladwin’s Historial Dragon’s Breath, slowly advancing step by step through the void. He could feel his speed slowing under the pressure of the Historial Dragon’s Breath, but he could still manage to fight.

“Interesting.” In the void, Gladwin, radiant with golden light, suddenly burst into a sinister laugh as he saw James approach.

James arrived in front of Gladwin and sat down. “The Historial Dragon’s Breath. You’re indeed a Supernatural Power genius. I wonder how it compares to the righteous aura of Yegor?”

“James, I didn’t come here to listen to your flattery,” said Gladwin slowly. “You could consider it as coming to be condemned by the teacher.”

“That’s quite an assertion.” James raised his eyebrows and smiled. “Since it’s a condemnation of the teacher, where is your teacher then?”

Gladwin paused for a moment, then burst into laughter. “You rascal! You truly are too playful. Alright, I can give you a chance to explain.”