Chapter 2193

Wilbur took a few steps back on the layer of fallen leaves. When he took another look at it, a golden light appeared on the golden formation. As the light dissipated, a figure emerged in front of him.

The man was wearing a set of black armor and holding a black axe. He had a handsome face, fair skin, and dark lips, giving an impression of arrogance when he smiled.

Wilbur looked at the man who had suddenly appeared and asked, "Who are you?"

The man replied, "Are Fremont's chosen one? I can sense the dragon aura within you. This energy is quite strong, indicating that you have obtained the eighth dragon cauldron."

"Who are you?"

"Calm down. I am also a cultivator like you. Years ago, I was severely injured and almost died. It was Fremont who saved me and assigned me to guard the ninth dragon cauldron here. A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. I thought Fremont's chosen one would never appear, but it seems I was wrong. You have indeed appeared."

Wilbur looked at