Wilbur felt that something was off with the whole event. In theory, they would typically invite the key members of the clan for a banquet, with a hundred or so people from the three major clans. That would already be considered a large gathering. The manor had around four to five hundred people at the moment. Was that not a little bit excessive? He thought about it and decided to sneak inside first. He would go home if there were too many people or outsiders. He did not want to make an appearance in front of so many people. He transformed himself to look like Trevor before he got out of the car and then walked toward the manor. There were cars still coming in. People walked in groups, chatting and laughing on their way to the manor. Wilbur arrived at the door. He did not recognize any of the people who passed him by. He found it strange that there was no one at the door. It was as if everyone was allowed to enter. The manor was the home of the Owens. Jeremy lived there an
The middle-aged man glanced at Wilbur and hesitated. He saluted him and said, "I'm from the Walker clan of Greensun County. What about you?" "I'm Mister Penn," Wilbur replied with a smile. Greensun County was near Seechertown. It seemed like the three major clans had influence all over. "I don't understand why they invited us. There are so many people here. Just what are they up to?" asked Wilbur. The middle-aged man frowned and replied, "I'm not sure. They told us to be here on time without revealing anything else." "Wow, is that why you're here?" asked Wilbur while shaking his head. The girl was instantly displeased. She looked at Wilbur and said, "You're here too, aren't you? Don't show up then." Wilbur hurriedly explained, "That's not what I meant. I just think that they need to give us a reason to attend. They told us to come here without saying anything, and there was no beverage either. Don't you guys think it's a bit strange?" The girl scoffed and said, "The three
Wilbur was shocked. "Dude, seriously? It's not worth it, betting your life like this!" "Young man, the three major clans are the leaders of all the clans in Kardon Province. We look up to them greatly, and you're insulting me when you insult them!" "Dude, you don't have to do this. Calm down," Wilbur said in exasperation. He had not expected the three major clans to be so influential. It made sense, though. The three major clans had a long history spanning hundreds of years, and Jeremy was a peak Aura level cultivator. Despite the fact that this was hardly anything to Wilbur, the Aura level was something many cultivators could only dream of achieving. It was considered a big deal to most cultivators if they could even enter the early stages of the Aura level. To get even further than that was practically impossible. Yes, to be at peak Aura level was quite an achievement. It was understandable that some smaller clans had great respect for the three major clans. But the
The crowd turned to see the brother of the two siblings red in the face. Wilbur glanced at him as well. Was there something wrong with this guy? He practically worshiped Jeremy like a god who could do no wrong. Someone piped up as well, "Yes, Mister Owens! Please tell us who he is! We'll show him who's boss." That was clearly said to butter up to Jeremy. The guy from earlier was just childish and immature, but this guy was a grown adult. Jeremy himself had said that he lost. Did these people think they were going to win? However, more people in the crowd were worried. News like this would usually be kept strictly under wraps. Why was Jeremy declaring it publicly like this? Were things in Kardon Province about to change, and this mystery expert was going to take over the three major clans? That was not entirely impossible. If Jeremy could announce it like this, it was likely that he was going to retire from his position. That was just how the world worked. You were the b
Jeremy continued to laugh like a madman, putting his palms together. "Territory! Sea of Blood!" All at once, a terrifying surge of spirit energy exploded from Jeremy and surrounded the entire place. A bloody red spirit barrier arose, cutting off the hall from outside. The people who made it to the door collided with the barrier harshly and were sent flying backward as blood sprayed from their mouths. Matt and Gerard were shocked. They retreated away from Jeremy at once, waiting for his next move. Jeremy's power was beyond what they could comprehend. Both Matt and Gerard knew that this was not the Jeremy from before. Despite Jeremy saying that it was Wilbur he was after, Matt and Gerard were in just as much danger as everyone else in the hall. Just then, Wilbur exclaimed, "Sanctuary level? No wonder you were so cocky. You've reached Sanctuary level cultivation!" Sanctuary. That was a level above Ambience. Anyone who became a Sanctuary level expert would have their ow
A thick bolt of lightning shot out from between Wilbur's palms, lashing out in Jeremy's direction. The sight made everyone else's chest lurch. This man was truly something else. What kind of spell was that? At the same time, Jeremy was still laughing like a madman. He merely reached out with a hand, and a shield made from blood appeared before him. There were countless skulls moving around slowly on the blood shield, like a river of death in hell. The Way of Thunder spell struck the shield, but the wriggling blood on the shield ended up absorbing the attack before disappearing altogether. Wilbur's expression was ashen, but Jeremy laughed his head off. "Any attack is useless in the face of my blood shield, young man! Do you have anything else? I haven't quite had enough fun yet." "I'll let you have all the fun you want, then." Wilbur called out loudly, and the seals in his hand multiplied as spirit energy surged outward from him. As he shouted, a dragon made of lightni
Wilbur's thunder cleaver struck the blood sword hard. A deafening sound exploded in the air. Both sword and cleaver collided, and a wave of spirit energy exploded outward. It was hard to tell who had the upper hand. Wilbur surrounded Jeremy at the speed of lightning, swinging his cleaver repeatedly. The gigantic cleaver flipped in Wilbur's hands as he swung it with great expertise. Wilbur himself was moving so fast he could hardly be seen by the naked eye. All the crowd could make out was a figure flying circles around Jeremy, waving the terrifying weapon in his hands. Yet Jeremy's powers steadily increased, and he showed no sign of letting up either. The blood sword was somehow able to deflect every attack from Wilbur's thunder cleaver at the last second. The crowd watched on in terror. Wilbur's skills were like that of a god. He was even flipping through the air in ways that defied gravity. The crowd was not able to see what stunts Wilbur was pulling, but what W
As he shouted, the territory containing his Sea of Blood lit up. At the same time, the blood that had flowed out of him started flowing back into his body in reverse. His wounds began to heal at lightning speed as well. The crowd was at a loss for words. What kind of power did he have to be able to do this? At that moment, it seemed as though Jeremy was actually incapable of dying or suffering from harm. No one dared to imagine just how Jeremy was going to treat them once he had taken down Wilbur. Nothing good could come out of that. Wilbur squinted at Jeremy. "Tell me how you got this power." Jeremy laughed like a madman. "I was given this power by the Blood God, and I'm who the Blood God has chosen. You're all dead!" Jeremy raised his hands, and a terrifying surge of spirit energy exploded from him. The crowd gasped in pain, feeling like there were knives cutting into their body. They looked down and were greeted with a terrifying sight. Several wounds had split