Chapter 1987
The Almighty Dragon General
He was severely injured by James three years ago.
Back then, Jamesâ strength was relatively weak. He was not a Supernatural yet
Yet, though he was at such a low rank, he was capable of causing devastating damage to him.
If James grew stronger, he would definitely pose a considerable threat
He thought James was dead. He never expected James to reappear after three years and come
looking for him.
With a grim expression, Xain said, âTâll see him in person.â
Sitting aside, Samarth looked at Xain puzzledly and asked, âWhoâs James? Is it necessary to meet him
in person?â
With a gloomy expression, James said, âDonât underestimate this martial artist from Earth named
James Three years ago, he wasnât even a Supernatural and was only a ninth-ranked martial artist that
had broken free from three shackles.
âHowever, he used a powerful martial art technique and seriously injured me despite his relatively low
strength. I lost my combat power after being injured and was captured by Earthâs martial artists. Then, I
was locked up for a long time.â
âOh?â
Hearing this, Samarth was curious.
âHe only unlocked three shackles but could hurt someone whoâs reached the Supernatural
Consummation?â
Samarth was shocked.
Xain stood up and descended to the mountain foot with strides.
Meanwhile, James waited at the mountain foot for about ten minutes.
Ten minutes later, a group of people entered his sight.
He recognized one of them as Xain, whom he had met three years ago.
Behind him were a few Sacerdotal Sectâs disciples. There was also a man in a yellow robe, who he did
not recognize
Xain spotted James from afar
Jamesâ appearance did not change, but he felt like he had seen a poisonous snake when he saw
James, and his heart trembled.
âWhat happened?â Xain was puzzled.
He thought, âWhy do I feel palpitations upon seeing James?â
Samarth felt the same. He felt uncomfortable after seeing James, and it felt like he was being glared at
by a demon
However, he did not say anything
Xain also did not say much. He strode over to James and scanned him. With a grim expression, he
asked. Is it really you, James?â
James smiled and said, âI havenât seen you for many years, Xain. I came to see you as soon as I
returned. Iâve kept you on my mind all these years.â
He wore a bright smile.
Those who did not know the truth would think James and Xain were good friends that could talk about
anything
Xain stared at James.
Three years ago, he wanted Jamesâ cultivation method and let his guard down, falling into a trap
Back then, he would have died if the Earthâs martial artists had been determined to kill him.
âHaha! Xain!â
At that moment, a laugh came from the distance.
âI heard the person who hurt you three years ago showed up.â
As the sound resounded, a man quickly ran over and instantly appeared in Jamesâ field of vision.
The man looked rowdy and had long, messy hair.
He glared at James before him and licked his dry lips. Then, he said, âIs this the brat that hurt you?â
The man rubbed his palms together excitedly and was getting prepared to fight.
James looked at the man who appeared.
He recognized the man from reading the records on the martial artist forum.
His name was Matias.
After appearing on Earth, he headed to Japura to rescue Xain and caused a massacre there, killing
hundreds of thousands of humans.
He had no mercy, and his hands were covered with blood.
Seeing this person, James boiled with anger, and a murderous intent rose in his heart. He clenched his
fists together and stared at Matias, saying coldly, âMatias Judah, right?â
âWoah, brat. Have you heard of me?â
Matias looked at James and smiled playfully. He said, âThatâs right. Iâm Matias.â
James glared at him and said, âI came to Mount Bane to discuss some things. Since you showed up,
letâs settle some past grievances today.â
Matias looked at James mockingly and said, âOh? How do you want to settle it?â
âMatias, donât act recklessly.â
Xain quickly stopped him.
The James before him felt incredibly dangerous. He had no idea what had happened to James in the
past three years, but he could sense that he was no longer the same as he was back then.