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The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 3951
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Chapter 3951

James wanted to recruit more powerhouses to assist Sienna and increase their chances of success.

Riding on Quiomars, James returned to the Ecclesiastical Restricted Zone.

In the past, Mateo had set up a powerful formation to trap an Acmean in a dangerous battlefield within the

Ecclesiastical Restricted Zone. The formation was cracked during the fight against the Acmean, and its strength had

drastically weakened over time. Although it was damaged and weakened, the formation was still capable of

trapping and killing a powerful Acmean. After Lord Samsong stumbled into the formation, he was unable to easily

escape it.

James appeared in the central region of the Ecclesiastical Restricted Zone, which was an island. He stood on the top

of a spiritual mountain and looked at the shattered formation in the distance. He saw Lord Samsong resisting the

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formation's remaining strength. What's more, an Acmean's soul was lingering within the formation.

Even though he was dead, he still possessed terrifying strength. Although his body and soul were destroyed, his

anguish remained and formed a lingering soul. What James had previously encountered in the Sky City were also

lingering souls.

These lingering souls were the remaining anguish of the

Acmeansthat had died in the Ecclesiastical Restricted Zone. Master Mateo had specifically built the Sky City to trap

these lingering souls. With the passage of time, the strength of these lingering souls would also weaken.

Gradually, they would completely vanish.

However, these lingering souls took a long time to disappear. Although they had existed since the Primordial Realm

Era, they were as strong as Ninth Stage Lords.

Meanwhile, the lingering souls in the shattered formation were not very strong, as the formation constantly drained

their power. The lingering souls in the formation only had the strength equivalent to that of a Ninth Stage Lord.

As he resisted the remaining power of the formation, Lord Samsong also had to fight off the lingering souls. He was

already ragged and severely injured but continued to sustain more damage.

Despite his severe injuries, he was a Ninth Stage Lord and would not die so easily. It would not be a problem for him

to survive in the shattered formation for another few thousand or tens of thousands of Epochs. In time, he would

eventually break the formation and escape.

Quiomars said, "Master, Lord Samsong is proud and arrogant. He won't readily cooperate with you, and it'll be hard

for you to win him over. Would you like me to intentionally endanger him further?"

"Alright. Sounds like a good idea." James agreed.

James knew it would be difficult to recruit a Ninth Stage

Lord. In the Dark World's current predicament, Ninth Stage Lords had basically reached the pinnacle of cultivation.

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They were existences that stood above all others, so they would not readily submit to another.

Quiomars left quickly and appeared inside the formation in the next moment. As soon as he entered the formation,

he took the form of a middle-aged man wearing a black robe. His appearance was unremarkable and almost

unattractive.

Quiomars headed over to Lord Samsong's location. In just a short moment, he appeared before Lord Samsong and

attacked him. Lord Samsong was already in a tight spot and could not react in time to Quiomars’ attack. He

sustained another severe injury and his situation became critical.

After Qiomars abruptly attacked Lord Samsong, he disappeared silently.

"Who are you?!" Lord Samsong was enraged. His messy hair whipped around as he quickly turned, looking for his

assailant.

"Come on! Show yourself! Only weaklings hide themselves! If you have the guts, come fight me fair and square!"

Lord Samsong was frantic from the unending torture caused by the formation. His blood boiled with anger.

Suddenly, a figure flashed before his eyes. He quickly backed away but was struck again. Quiomars had punched a

hole in his chest this time, forming a gaping wound.