The Almighty Dragon General Chapter 6650-Yared and the two old men remained kneeling, compelled by James’ imposing presence to divulge the secrets of their world.
Within the expansive sixth tier of the Outer Battlefield, inhabitants were scarce.
They consisted of survivors who narrowly escaped the lethal grasp of the enigmatic sealing power lurking in the outer battlefield’s lower levels. Although they evaded being sealed away, they were trapped within this space, unable to escape.
Over countless entrapochs, their cultivation stagnated and regressed, akin to inmates on death row within a massive prison. They languished in suffering after being cut off from the outside world, bereft of contact with other living beings.
Naturally, the two different factions who wielded different powers engaged in ceaseless battles. The fatigue and ennui eventually set in, resulting in their current stalemate.
Initially, this world harbored tens of thousands of survivors, but the relentless strife among them whittled their numbers down to a mere 327 individuals, each staking claim to one of 81 star clusters. While cultivators with Maricias Power were fewer, those with Historial Power predominated, with nearly all of them at the Xaeclon Rank.
At the helm of this society stands Yuldra, revered as both a formidable cultivator and the esteemed leader of the Historial Power lineage. Ranked closely behind was Faela, a cultivator who possessed Marciais Power and was at the peak of the Ninth Xaeclon Rank.
Surprisingly, Yuldra disregarded past grievances and bestowed upon Faela the teachings of Historial Power, making her the last beacon of hope for them to break free from the sealed world.
The two old men who were seemingly playing a chess game were actually observing and analyzing Faela’s battle with two powerhouses at the Ninth Xaeclon Rank.
Upon hearing everything, James turned his gaze towards Yegor and Herodias, inquiring, “Basically, they’re already considering integrating Marcials Power and Historial Power?”
Yegor answered, it’s not that easy. These two powers are fundamentally different. Achieving fusion would require one to have Nirvana Golden Bones and an Ultimate Golden Body.
Herodias added on, saying, “Exactly. As of now, you’re the only person who has met these conditions.”
James’ expression turned thoughtful as he processed their words.
At the mention of golden bones, James took pride in them. When he fell into the Aquasoul on the Forladtt Land’s third level, he lost his golden body. Fortunately, he received assistance from two mysterious remnant souls. Through Nirvana, they forged Nirvana Golden Bones, imbued with half Historial Power and Marciais Power.
With this foundation, it enabled him to wield both powers at will. However, his Historial Power was still too weak, hence preventing him from unleashing its full potential.
Yared suddenly mumbled, “We’ve already told you everything. Can we at least get up first? We were still once formidable powerhouses. If Faela sees us kneeling before a junior, it’ll greatly diminish our standing.”
James was rendered speechless.
The chubby man said bitterly, “That’s not necessary. She has already seen us.”
The tall man sighed. “What an embarrassment. It’s my fault for not being strong enough.”
Stunned, Yared raised his head and saw Faela hovering in the sky with a cold expression.
“Ah!” He quickly stood to his feet and said embarrassedly, “My goddess! When did you arrive? You should’ve informed me beforehand, so I could… uh…”
Before he could finish speaking, Faela unleashed her Marcials Power. She swiftly transformed them into Sword Lights, commanding them straight for James.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of explosions engulfed James, sending shockwaves throughout the area. Rubble and smoke billowed the area, making it hard to see.
These sudden events unfolded so abruptly. Everyone was caught off guard and was immediately knocked away by the shockwaves.
Faela looked at the explosions and sneered, “Even with Sir Yianni’s Marciais Soul, you’re nothing impressive. The Ying World is gradually getting weaker with each generation. I’ll take the Marciais Soul.”
While she was speaking, a handsome figure had silently appeared behind her.
“Is that so? What gives you such arrogant confidence?” he said.