This filled Wilbur with despair. Just then, a shadow walked out of the darkness. This was followed by a second shadow, then a third. Within half a minute, a dozen shadows had emerged from the darkness. At the same time, there was a series of footsteps coming from behind him. Wilbur turned around and saw another dozen shadows emerging from the darkness behind him. Now, he was completely surrounded with nowhere to hide. The shadows attacked at the same time, charging at Wilbur together. Wilbur had gotten a taste of the Shadow Men's power just now, and he was furious at the sight of these new attacks. Wilbur roared as he pushed himself off the ground, attacking relentlessly with his thunder cleaver. A series of blade auras swished through the air, but the Shadow Men hardly seemed fazed. They reacted as if they had seen food instead, charging forward desperately. The blade auras did nothing to the Shadow Men. Instead, their bodies absorbed the blade auras as they continued to charg
It was only then that Wilbur realized he had completely forgotten that the power of light and the power of destruction had different roots to begin with. Despite both of them being dimensional laws of the middle dimensions, they were completely different forms of energy. There was darkness with light, and there was evil with good. Upon realizing this, Wilbur began to radiate warmth. He borrowed the power of light from the dragon's head on his back, and its warmth quickly made Wilbur's body glow with a white light. As the white light grew, the Shadow Men who rushed forward were killed by its glow. The white light seemed to be immensely powerful, reducing the incoming twenty or so Shadow Men coming in from either side to dust. At the same time, Wilbur felt his body picking up speed in its recovery with the help of the white light. He heaved a sigh of relief as the Shadow Men finally disappeared, sitting down once more to channel his dragon aura to rest. The Shadow Men did not d
Wilbur walked into the path on the left. It was very narrow at first before suddenly widening up into a gigantic stone room. Hovering near the ceiling of the room was a band of pale green light, and on the ground were several huge round shadows. The round shadows swam around the ground, colliding against each other. Some of the shadows even climbed up to the walls. The stone room was the end of the path, and there was nothing else but the shadows. "What now, senior?" "My apologies, I think I've forgotten the right path." 'Bastard!' Wilbur muttered a curse and was about to leave. All of a sudden, an enormous shadow blob swam up to Wilbur. It reached out with its blackened hands, grabbing Wilbur firmly by the feet. The shadow placed itself right below Wilbur, and an enormous sucking force dragged Wilbur downward at once. The lower half of Wilbur's body was swallowed immediately, leaving his torso above the ground. The shadow seemed akin to a swamp, and Wilbur could not free h
As the pearl glowed brighter and brighter, a silver vortex formed in the middle of the Shadow Men. It waved the massive scepter in its grasp, and a silver pillar of light swung over in Wilbur's direction. "Roar!" Just then, the dragon charged over and collided with the silver pillar of light. Both forces were diminished from the collision, and the dragon eventually crashed into the band of green light near the top of the room, cracking the band to pieces The entire cave fell dark, save for the countless fluorescent pieces of the broken band on the ground. Wilbur did not see any gray Shadow Men where the pieces were, and even the shadow swamps on the ground had disappeared. Wilbur found the whole thing hard to believe. Those Shadow Men seemed to be connected to this fluorescent band of light as if it was a special dimension barrier of its own. Now that the band was destroyed, the dimensional barrier had vanished as well. Just then, Wilbur remembered what had just happened as r
Wilbur scrambled to avoid the attack from the sword, taking out his historical halberd and swinging it towards the sword. A loud clang rang through the air, and a powerful spiritual aura held the sword still. Yet just seconds later, the sword began to quake tremendously before zipping toward Wilbur once more. Wilbur scrambled to let go, ducking from the attack before grabbing the halberd once more in another attack. This time, Wilbur struck the sword to the ground using the halberd. The sword jumped about on the ground, before soaring into the air once more and making a beeline for Wilbur again. Wilbur turned abruptly to the side, and the sword's razor-sharp blade scraped the left side of his face. This made Wilbur boil with rage. That Shadow Man had not even done anything, and Wilbur had been hurt by his sword already. It was absolutely humiliating. Wilbur thought of the black spider and that half-woman immediately. A thick cloud of murderous intent welled up within him as bla
Just then, the Shadow Man sitting on the bed said, "You can defeat these people first. I'll battle you if you're powerful enough to go up against me." Wilbur stared coldly at the Shadow Man on the bed. "You're not a Shadow Man. At least, you didn't start out as one." "What do you mean by that?" "Shadow Men don't know how to speak the language of this world. You're not the Shadow Man, you're Stefan Shaw!" The eyes of the Shadow Man sitting on the bed flew open at the mention of the name, staring murderously at Wilbur. Despite it not saying anything, the three Shadow Men in front seemed to go feral as they pounced at Wilbur. Wilbur knew he had no choice then and could only retreat as he summoned a clone to leap into the air. Dragon aura surrounded him and took shape as his clone controlled the huge dragon that charged at two of the incoming Shadow Men. The dragon let out a roar, flicking its tail and reducing the two Shadow Men into dust. Wilbur's clone suffered a severe ba
"I've long since accepted another, and the person I've accepted happens to be another me. He doesn't know that, though, and thinks I'm a selfish bastard. He wanted to leave me in that dimension, but he's been proven wrong now." Wilbur leaped off the stone wall, frowning at Stefan. "Who's this person you're talking about?" "Don't you know?" Stefan sneered, and then his expression suddenly froze as he asked, "How did you even make it into the Cave of Korst without him?" Wilbur lit up at the words. "Are you talking about the other you? The other Stefan?" "No, not the other me, the Brighter Side of me. You're now speaking to the Darker Side of me. More accurately, Stefan separated himself and his shadow into two different beings. He's him, and his shadow is his shadow. And, well, I'm that shadow." Despite the fact that different dimensions used cultivation methods, Wilbur could guess that Stefan had been to the dimension where the Shadow Men lived. What he had not expected was St
The rampant dragon aura tore at Wilbur's body relentlessly, and before long, there were up to a hundred cuts on his body. Nonetheless, the fierce winds continued, and Wilbur was beginning to suffer from internal damage on top of the external injuries. He became extremely weak. Eventually, he could not endure it any longer and collapsed to the ground. The fierce winds did not show any signs of stopping in the slightest. Wilbur's shirt was torn to shreds, and he was about to be torn apart when the first dragon cauldron soared up above Wilbur's head and emitted a ray of golden light. The golden light enveloped Wilbur, and the winds outside somehow could not get to Wilbur in the slightest after that. The rested dragon aura in the cauldron was fed into the golden light and absorbed by Wilbur's body, beginning to nourish and restore his health. As time passed, the rampant dragon energy was absorbed and converted as the fierce winds slowly died down. Just then, Stefan's voice rang from