"Atrus Wood. I'll say your powers were capable of holding down two of the powers I have, and your fighting skills are definitely strong. Indeed, you are a powerful and deadly opponent. I'm sure any other Emperor level cultivator would have fallen to your fatal blow." Wilbur's voice rang aloud in the souls of Atrus and the sixty Sanctuary cultivators. "However, I've got more than just two domain powers. When the Funeral of Sky and Sea is activated, its pressure can only be overcome by spiritual pressure. Anyone with lower spiritual pressure than me will die right here. No one has been able to survive it this far. That's the power of the universe's laws in this attack." Wilbur's Funeral of Sky and Sea was already terrifying in power. The first three chapters of his Dawn of Twelve Chapters were like a movie trilogy. The Dirge of Despair would make you feel lonely and hopeless. The Dark Conflagration of the Abyss would absorb your spiritual energy. The Funeral of Sky and Sea
The dozen or so beginner Sanctuary level cultivators immediately started coughing up blood before exploding into bloody clouds in the seawater. The mid and peak Sanctuary level cultivators could hardly stop vomiting blood either. All that were left were the seven Super Sanctuary level cultivators holding on for dear life, but their expressions twisted with agony as well. The seawater that Atrus had parted previously also converged back together after Wilbur had uttered the word 'Surge'. The Sword of the Void could hardly withstand the terrifying pressure anymore, and Atrus spat out a big mouthful of blood that dyed the seawater around him red. The others continued sinking further into the sea, as if they were falling down a bottomless abyss. The dozen or so mid Sanctuary level cultivators eventually exploded as well. The remaining peak Sanctuary level cultivators began vomiting large amounts of blood, and it was clear they could barely hold on any longer. The seven Super
All the onlookers turned pale at the sight of the figure engulfed in flames. However, they could not tell who the figure was. "Master Atrus?" someone asked after some time. All eyes were on the brilliant spiritual flames, flickering with emotion and doubt. Wilbur sneered coldly, standing tall amidst the flames. Elise and the others were all the more worried as they watched on. Elise was particularly terrified, having broken the skin of her palm by digging her nails in too hard and drawing blood. She hardly even noticed that happened. "Have you killed that reckless hooligan, Master Atrus?" "Anyone who dares to challenge the authority of Westeria shall be taken down by the sentence of Master Atrus." "Please show yourself, Master Atrus, so we can worship you!" The crowd began to grow in excitement, chanting Atrus' name and flooding the air with his praises. The people were certain that there was no way Atrus would lose, so he had to be the one who had survived the ba
The Westerian cultivators, on the other hand, returned to their senses after their brief high had worn off. It was now displaced with a deep fear. Wilbur was back. Where was Master Atrus, then? Despite them refusing to believe it, it was indeed true that only the victor would survive a battle like that. How could this be, though? How could Master Atrus have lost? Just then, a few dozen figures zipped over the ocean. They landed behind Wilbur, on their knees. The cultivators at the dock paled in the face at the sight at once. They were the Sanctuary level cultivators who had gone into the battle with Master Atrus! Also, there were supposed to be sixty of them. Why were there barely even a third of them left? Why were they all kneeling? Where were the others? The next second, a deep terror rose up amidst their souls. Could Master Atrus have really lost? Why else would Wilbur be the one standing here? On top of that, less than half of the Sanctuary level cultivators we
Lindon could hardly contain his emotions. "Sir, we came to watch this historical battle after finding out that you were going up against Atrus Wood. Your victory was unbelievable." Wilbur glanced at their faces. Elise could hardly contain her emotion, trembling from head to toe. Carlson and Connor were looking at him respectfully, and so was Jaden, who had been nothing but rude to him before. Wilbur spotted the blood in Elise's palms and fell silent. He knew what these people were doing and what they had in mind at once. Glancing at Elise, Wilbur said, "You should head back now." The few of them were stunned, unsure of where Wilbur was referring to for them to go. Just then, Charlie came up to Wilbur and bowed deeply to him. "Sir, I didn't even think you were going to win. This is a miracle." Indeed, this was a battle of one man against sixty-one of them. One Emperor level cultivator, seven super Sanctuary level cultivators, and fifty-three Sanctuary level cultivators.
Hans was plagued with confusion, despair, and doubt. His expression twisted and morphed every other second as if he was close to losing his mind. The sight had Lindon and the others frozen in shock. They had always thought of Earl Hans as a man of utmost grace and had never quite seen him in such an unhinged state before. Wilbur had also heard what Hans had said to Atrus when he left but chose to say nothing about it. Men were willing to stoop to anything to save themselves, and that was just the way humanity worked. Just then, however, Hans thoroughly exploded into a feral state. He clenched his fists, staring at his father with a crazed expression. "Yes, you're right! I'm a useless bastard! Have you ever even thought that the Angora clan would have lost its glory long ago had it not been for me, though? I've been the one to uphold our family's glory, to uphold our status as upper-class men. Unlike you, you lunatic! Everyone's terrified of you, and they run from the mere s
"An apology?" Charlie was confused. Atrus was dead, and his men had admitted defeat as well. All the cultivators of Westeria had also bowed to him in apology. Who else was he waiting on? Wilbur then said, "The president of Westeria. I'm certain he had a part to play in this." Atrus paused. "That's definitely possible. Atrus and the president are great friends, and work partners in politics. That makes him somewhat relevant to this." "Well, since he is relevant, he's got a hand in what happened today. I'm not leaving without an apology," said Wilbur. Elise and the others were shocked. Was he expecting an apology from a president? How was that even possible? Just then, Wilbur said, "Tell your president if I don't get an apology within three days, I'll take a trip to Cranbella to have a talk with him myself." "Alright. I'll pass the message to the president." Charlie hardly even seemed surprised. Elise and the others, however, found it hard to remain calm. Was someon
A moment later, he ended up deciding to leave it for now. Wilbur figured that the president was probably the mastermind behind what happened with Atrus. Usually, anyone trying to kill Wilbur would be taken out with no exception. Yet this man was the president, after all. Killing him would result in a national incident, which would cause a huge mess. Despite everything, Wilbur had to hear that apology, or he would be a joke the second he left. The president had to know just how terrifying it was to make an enemy out of an Emperor level elite. Wilbur hardly left the castle in the next two days. Elise took care of his meals and laundry in the meantime, drawing the two closer to each other. At the same time, President Brandon was positively furious in the president's headquarters over at Cranbella. How dare a random cultivator demand an apology from him? He was the president! Did the idiot think nothing of Westeria's nuclear weapons and innovative technology? Did this g
Faye was clad in a beautiful wedding dress, hardly needing any blusher for how red her cheeks looked. Wilbur was also looking dapper in a fine tuxedo, and the bride and groom went around toasting to their friends one by one. Both their parents were overjoyed, knowing that their children had finally ended up with someone so wonderful. Everyone else was also brimming with smiles, drinking up a storm as the night went on. These people were all friends or subordinates of Wilbur and wanted nothing more than the best for him and Faye. There was no wedding emcee, and the ceremony was extremely simple, but the atmosphere was incomparable as everyone was nothing but smiles. The reception lasted all the way until late into the night, and even the newlyweds' parents got a little tipsy. The banquet ended at last, and the guests ushered Wilbur and Faye into their new bedroom. The newlyweds sat down facing each other, locking eyes. Faye lowered her head bashfully, and Wilbur looked
It was evening on Sealake Island when Wilbur returned. He stood on the long bridge, overwhelmed with emotion as he let out a hint of his aura. The island grew abuzz at once, and a series of familiar figures fought their way into Wilbur's line of sight. Wilbur smiled, stepping onto the island slowly. His smile grew as he came to the square, taking in the sight of Faye, Elsa, Faron, Shepard, and many others. Everyone else stared back at him, unable to hide the emotion on their faces. It had been so long since they had seen Wilbur, and there was no way for them to reach him. Words could not describe how much they had worried about and missed him. "I thought you were never coming back, Wilbur." Faye was the first to speak. Wilbur walked up to her, taking her into his arms. "I'm sorry. It'll never happen again. Everything's over now, and I'll never leave you again." Faye's heart soared as she broke out into overjoyed sobs. Everyone else was nothing but joyous as well. Fo
Bahamut, being a reincarnation of Kaiser himself, came slithering toward Wilbur. They both turned into their human forms, and a fierce battle broke out once more. Kaiser channeled his energy into Bahamut's body, giving Bahamut the upper hand over time. At last, Bahamut severely wounded Wilbur with a blow of his sword, causing Wilbur to fall from mid-air. "Hahaha!" Kaiser appeared suddenly then, laughing loudly. "Nice work, Bahamut." "Thank you, Master." Bahamut retreated behind Kaiser, looking at him coldly. He whipped out a dagger from his sleeves all of a sudden, driving it deep into Kaiser. Kaiser flipped around sharply, grabbing Bahamut's wrist and glowering at him. "Have you lost your mind?" Just then, the Dark Lord's voice sounded from Bahamut's throat. "You've stopped me many times now, Kaiser Fern! There's no way in hell I'll let you become the ultimate elite!" A furious Kaiser reached out to grab Bahamut's head, sucking him into his body. An explosion sounded throu
Just then, the Cold Lord muttered a spell. A series of snowy mountains descended from above, one of them striking Wilbur and Augheimer as the Cold Lord cackled. "Haha! Is that all you've got?" As his words rang through the air, the snowy mountain exploded with a loud boom into countless icy fragments to reveal Wilbur and Augheimer, standing tall and completely unaffected. "What?" "These imbeciles!" the Flame God shouted. The air around turned into a sea of flames at once, burning away relentlessly, but they vanished as soon as they came in contact with Wilbur and Augheimer's defense barriers. The Earth God shouted, "I'll settle this!" He muttered a spell, and the ground cracked open as Wilbur and Augheimer fell into a bottomless abyss. The Earth God smirked, and the crack began to close up. Yet just a few seconds later, the ground exploded as Wilbur and Augheimer flew back up. The Tornado God cast a spell to bring about a fierce gust of wind filled with countless razor-sh
The next second, Wilbur's Magic Dragon Blade made a gash in the air. The two men then wove through the gash, making their way to the lower dimensions from the upper dimensions and returning to Earth. The gash closed itself up, and a powerful wave of black miasma surged into the oceans from the heavens. It cleared up within a few minutes, and Earth was turned into a dark space. Several big fissures appeared in the heavens as the evil gods descended on Earth. The Blood God, the God of Destruction, the Cold Lord, the Flame God, the Earth God, the Tornado God, the God of Bloodlust, and the Snake God—all eight evil gods had descended upon Earth at the same time. Wilbur summoned the broken pieces of the Light Armor from the Fire Dragon Ring. The pieces radiated a white glow as they hovered in mid-air, and Wilbur quickly used his mind to put them together before wearing the Light Armor on his body. "Hahaha!" The Blood God laughed loudly. "I guess the universe dimensions aren't all
Hailey and Kayleen ducked out of the way before the pillars of light reached them, darting up to Sade at the last second as Hailey drove her sword into him at the same time Kayleen did the same with her spear. Hailey glowered at Sade. "You're the one who's really despicable here, Sade. Say goodbye to the world forever!" "Arghhhh!" Sade's body exploded in a flash of white light, disappearing out of sight. Hailey and Kayleen both got down on one knee. "At your service, Masters." Just then, Wilbur and Augheimer looked at the two ladies at the same time. Augheimer said, "At ease. You can both go back now, your work here is done." "Yes, Master." Hailey and Kayleen disappeared the next second. Just then, a fierce wind rolled over as a pillar of white light descended from the heavens as Odysseus appeared in front of the two men. "Wilbur Penn and Augheimer. I’ve finally found you. Tell me where the dimension guardians are, and hand them over!" A gleeful Odysseus reached out t
Sade threw his head back, laughing loudly. "No one has the right to replace me, no one! I'm the real dimensional guardian, the leader of the galaxy!" Just then, two figures appeared in the sky. They were Hailey and Kayleen, two of the other dimensional guardians. Hailey was holding a long sword as she scowled at Sade below her. "You went against the rules of the universe and changed its functions, Sade. And now you've killed Wilbur Penn, the cultivator who was supposed to replace you. For that, Kayleen and I are going to kill you today." Sade smirked at those words, not looking shocked at all. "I knew you two would never let me go for killing Wilbur. But he's already dead, and I still need to maintain order in the universe as a dimensional guardian. Even though you two may hate me, you can't kill me or you'd be going against the rules of the universe too, and have to be sentenced by Mister Richardson. Trust me, you won't end up in much better of a state than I'm in." Just then
Augheimer asked out of confusion, "What? To the upper dimension? All of a sudden?" Wilbur looked flustered, he replied, "There's no time to explain. Odysseus will be here in a while, and we won't be able to escape." Sade looked at Wilbur. He told Augheimer, "He's right. Believe him. Why would your close friend lie to you?" "That's right. He's a dimensional guardian, Sade. I begged Sade to go back in time here. Hurry up and come with me, Augheimer!" "Thanks, but if we're leaving, we should at least go to Buck Town and meet Felix one last time, right?" asked Augheimer. Wilbur looked at Augheimer in the eyes, there was a sense of familiarity that welled up all of a sudden. Wilbur instantly realized Augheimer had a secret in Buck Town, and perhaps it was very important to Augheimer. He helplessly nodded and replied, "Alright, we'll go to Buck Town first." Then, the three of them came to Buck Town through a transportation array. Augheimer grabbed Wilbur and ran. He said, "Run! F
"Damn it! Your second wish was supposed to be mine!" yelled Odysseus. Odysseus once captured a dimensional guardian's servant by chance, and he used him as leverage to obtain his final two wishes. His first wish was for Sade to guide him to the most powerful power of light spell. His second wish was for Sade to lead him to the Death Scepter. Odysseus mastered the power of two types of laws, the power of light and the power of death. He quickly grasped the intricacies of the power of death due to his unique talent. Odysseus wielded the might of both supreme spells with the Death Scepter and the most powerful power of light spell. Therefore, Odysseus gained immense confidence. His capabilities far surpassed most upper dimension cultivators, but he remained in the middle dimension. His desire was to once again capture a second dimensional guardian servant. Odysseus planned to acquire the Death Cloak by obtaining the servant's wish. Ultimately, he would combine the Death Cloak, D