The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 7479

Meanwhile, Jaime raised the shiny sword in his hand.

"This sword is really sharp! I think it can cut through just about anything."

He swung the sword horizontally with little force. Instantly, a fine beam of sword light was generated and cast forward.

There were sounds of liquid spraying as another four of Zared's disciples had their throats slashed by the beam of sword light. They dropped heavily onto the floor, lifeless.

The rest of Zared's men standing around Jaime trembled uncontrollably, instinctively holding their weapons up and inching backward.

"You... You!" Zared pointed at Jaime and yelled furiously, "Who are you? What are you trying to do?"

Then, he shot a glare at Wyot and Adair, who had been levitating in the same spot all this while.

"Is this how you do things in the Jademora Empire?

"The rules of the Wyrth Selection clearly state that cultivators above the Ninth Xaeclon Rank are not allowed to join the event. How do you explain this, then?

Zared pointed at Jaime once again. "He's obviously someone on the Daeclon Rank! Are you people of the Jademora Empire going to openly cheat just to save face?"

A small commotion broke out in the crowd of spectators at that moment. People murmured among themselves, expressing their dissatisfaction or disdain at the possibility of a compromised situation.

Some were even laughing, as a scandal like this would surely damage the Jademora Empire's reputation.

Despite the crowd's reaction, Adair gave a snort.

“Zared, those are groundless accusations."

"We always make sure to stay neutral and do things fairly," Wyot added. "Don't make strange excuses just because you're not strong enough." "Hahaha!" Zared laughed mockingly. "Then, tell me who this brat is! Can a Xaeclon Rank cultivator kill so many of my disciples in such a short time?" Wyot and Adair turned their eyes to Jaime almost simultaneously.

"Me?" Jaime lifted his gaze and flashed Zared a mischievous smile. "Fine! I'll give you a basic introduction of myself today."

Zared fumed, "You insolent bastard! How dare you..."

"My name is Jaime Sadler." Jaime

raised his voice. "I belong to the

el

Sadler family from Sk. My name

is derived from the noble James Caden and bears the meaning of

pursuing justice."

Zared's eyes bulged, and his face grew ashen.

"I was born in the Great Historial Land. The Mortal Emperor, James Caden, is my uncle. The Mortal Empress, Thea Callahan, is my aunt.

"My grandfather is Sk's Yegor Sadler, and my grandmother is Herodias Thrude, daughter of Tirta Thrude.

"My father, Truett Sadler, is the Jademora Empire's Grand Steward. As for my mother, Xitlaly Blair, she is the Jademora Empire's Thalron War King."

Jaime fixed Zared with a piercing glare. "Try calling me a bastard one more time, and you'll regret it terribly."

The others were shocked to learn about Jaime's identity and background as well.

The others couldn't help but admire and praise his abilities and humility.

Meanwhile, Zared seemed extremely troubled, his face scrunched up.

However, Sk's Yegor and Herodias were people Zared had never been able to surpass, no matter what he did. He had always been fearful of them.

Zared never thought he would run into an obstacle so soon after challenging the Jademora Empire's authority by showcasing his powers and capabilities.

Even back when he was the leader of the Timaeus Sect's Mount Elixir, Zared would never dare to offend Yegor and Herodias' grandson in any way.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.