The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 7657



Wynton was hysterical, but James merely shrugged. "Wynton, they say the last act people do before they die is to be kind. I see none of that in you, and you lost to me."

"And so what?" Wynton roared. "You're just luckier than me, James! You have a Yin governor as your wife, and she has your back all the time! You would never have come this far otherwise!"

James smiled. "Keep going."

"I know you don't want to owe me any favors." Wynton glared at him angrily. "You gave me three free attacks to repay me for sparing you in the River of Time.

"Now, I've given you your children's past selves back, and you owe me once more. You're waiting for my terms, aren't you?"

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"Wrong," Wynton sneered. "I won't ask for any promises, nor will I give you any chance to repay this debt. Now, you shall owe me a favor you can never repay!"

James sensed something was wrong and was shocked. "Wynton!"

Wynton, imprisoned, began to burn, flames flickering and licking his body. He roared with laughter. "Wuia's Void Selves cannot be killed by any external energy! Not even if you are a Haleth Supreme Path!

"However, once the vessel-snatched living being's sentience is awakened and they are willing to destroy themselves, they can take the Void Self with them as well! I did what you could not, James! Remember that!"

The purple flames devoured Wynton, and he was in agony. James was stunned. The next moment, countless past selves of myriad realms' living beings flew out of the purple flames, filling the void.

A moment later, Wynton roared, "What are you waiting for, James? Save their past selves! I can't hold on much longer! Once I'm gone, the Dark World will crumble! Quickly!"

James leaped into the air and produced the Forty-Nine Daoisms' anointed furnaces, quickly collecting the past selves.

Then, a scream came from the formation on one end of the light strip. Zella came rushing over like a madwoman. "Wynton, no!"

Wynton roared, "Stay away! These are purple mindflames! Stop her, James!"

James cast a layer of light wall made of path source and stopped Zella from entering the flames.

"No, no, no!" Zella bashed and

slammed on the wall. Crying, she shouted, "You're not leaving me behind, Wynton! James has spared you! You'll only be locked in the formation just like Qadeer! You won't-"

"Zella!" Wynton roared through his pain. "Don't come any closer. Please, just... just let me die with dignity."

A heartbroken Zella shouted, "Wynton, no..."

"Remember what I have to say. You must." Wynton's face was contorted in pain One, support James. His Daoism is the only way forward and out for the myriad realms' living beings. It is our clan's true hope.

"Two, don't fall in love with him. Cut off all thoughts of loving him, or you will be hurt. Three, the clan is now in your hands. Take them to the new world James created, and never meddle with the outside world."