Adam looked up to see Wilbur hovering in mid-air, a gigantic dark cloud looming above his head. There seemed to be a dragon weaving in and out of the cloud, letting out a series of cries and howls. The dark cloud rumbled with dull thunder, and Adam gritted his teeth as he looked on viciously. "How… How are you able to become so powerful? Your aura, your power…. No! None of this should be happening, you should be the one to die!" Adam's gaze suddenly turned eerily firm as he spat, "I'm going to kill you if it's the last thing I do, Wilbur Penn. You destroyed everything I had, all of it. Why is it that you get to grow more and more powerful, but I'm forever stuck in this boring, wretched dimension? Arghhhh!" Adam let out a cry of fury, and a fierce wind kicked up to surround him. Cracks appeared in the ground, as streams of black liquid began to trickle and gather around Adam before melding into him. Adam continued absorbing the black streams. It was not long before they were dra
If this went on, all the energy in the liquid ball would be gone in a matter of minutes and it would be a walk in the park to kill Adam then. The thought made Wilbur rather pleased, but it did not last very long before the liquid ball came hurtling toward the thunder dragon above it. The liquid ball seemed to be hellbent on a fight to the death, crashing into the thunder dragon directly. The thunder dragon dove into the liquid ball at the last second, exploding inside it. A deafening sound rang through the air as a powerful wave of energy spread out. The explosion drained half of the liquid ball's energy, which Wilbur was overjoyed to see. After all, that would mean that half of Adam's powers had been drained. Just then, Adam's face appeared on the surface of the liquid ball as he glowered at Wilbur murderously. "I'll make sure I kill you today even if it's the last thing I do!" "Oh, yeah? Why don't you give it a try?" The face disappeared off the liquid ball after Adam's wor
"What? How could this be? You bastard, what did you do?" Adam cried out. Fear overtook him as he continued shrieking, "How did you manage to drain my energy like this? No, this can't be!" The dark aura condensed as Adam made a last-ditch attempt at getting his energy back, but he quickly realized that he was unable to do so. "Get out of my way!" Adam roared, hurling Wilbur out of the liquid ball. Dozens of tentacles stretched out of the ball in mid-air, their tips razor-sharp as they sliced at Wilbur relentlessly. The dozens of tentacles covered the space around Wilbur, and there was no escaping for him now. "You're dead, Wilbur Penn!" Adam laughed wildly, before letting out a roar of fury as the tentacles closed in on Wilbur. Yet Wilbur did not seem scared at all, muttering a spell as he activated Aura Return and appearing a hundred meters above Adam the next second. "What? Where did he go? Where's Wilbur, where's Wilbur Penn?" Wilbur had vanished before Adam's very ey
The ball of black liquid exploded as Adam cried out in agony. Black miasma rose into the air before promptly disappearing, and pure, clean water rained down on the town. The golden dragon flew above the town, letting out a roar. Its powerful dragon aura filled the air as the townsfolk forged out of black miasma and disappeared out of sight. Peace was restored in Bruille Town again. Wilbur, whose body had been drained of spirit energy, fell from mid-air onto the center of the town square. He promptly passed out, only waking up two days later. Despite the fact that Wilbur could activate the eighth level of the Dragon Move through cultivation, the Dragon Move itself was a very demanding cultivation method where the higher the level activated, the more spirit energy it would drain out of the cultivator. Even though he had cultivated up to the Dragon's Wrath, Wilbur could only activate half of the fire dragon's power. Even then, doing so had drained his body completely of spirit e
There were twelve Immortals in the universe, which meant that there would be twelve evil gods in the chaotic realm. The chaotic realm and the universe were not completely separated, as both shared dimensions as well. Those twelve Immortals had appeared in this overlapping dimension, as did the ancient formation that unlocked the positions of the twelve evil gods. The Dark Lord had not known about this at first and was delighted to find out about it. The twelve positions of the evil gods proved that evil gods were cultivators who ascended, which meant that the Dark Lord had the choice to not be a slave to someone else. The Dark Lord firmly believed that being a servant meant that you were restricted under the control of another, despite how powerful you became. However, being a powerful cultivator was a different case where you would have all the control you wanted. No one wanted to be a servant or a slave. There were countless cultivators in the middle and upper dimensions who
In the next five years to come, Wilbur would continue to try forming the dragon in the shortest amount of time possible, then make it disappear. Another five years later, he was finally able to have the dragon appear and disappear with just one attack. Despite that being useful in confusing the enemy, the dragon barely had any attack power. Thus, Wilbur would cultivate every day in the following ten years to raise the dragon aura's offensive power. Finally, after twenty years, Wilbur could summon a dragon in just one strike and have it attack from different angles with a substantial amount of power. However, the dragon aura would only appear along with each attack instead of being part of the attack. That would give a true elite plenty of gaps to take advantage of in a battle. Wilbur had been planning to use the twenty-nine years to master the Dragon Spell and the Dragon Move and wanted to improve both cultivation methods significantly. However, twenty years had passed, and Wil
Wilbur could sense the murderous intent coming off the liquid woman and stared at her coldly. "He wanted to kill me. I had to kill him first." "Are you saying that you have to kill both my son and me, then?" Wilbur knew then that the liquid woman was in far too deep to be saved. She had lost all sense of logic, and there was no point in trying to reason with her. "There was only life on Earth because of me, as well as birth and reproduction. But what do I get in return, huh? What have you given me? I gave birth to Adam because I wanted to have children of my own, why did you have to do this to me? Why! Arghhhh!" The liquid woman threw her head back, letting out a howl of fury. Wilbur watched her silently, his heart softening as he could see his past self in her. "Ma'am, I know it's all thanks to you that there is life on Earth. I'd like to ask you a question now, though." "What question? If you can't soothe the pain in my chest, I'll have to kill you. I can lose Earth if it c
Just as the liquid woman's voice echoed through the air, the seawater rose up around Wilbur into four walls that stood hundreds of meters tall. They connected with each other rapidly, forming a cube on the ocean. In the next moment, the seawater that had been flowing along the cube froze solid. A piercing cold spread out, and it was not long before the space in the entire cube was completely frozen. Yet the cold did not stop there, as even the seawater that splashed up within the cube was frozen into a long, spindly pillar of ice. Wilbur, hovering in mid-air, thought that he would not be affected. Just as the thought had entered his head, a piercing chill struck him as frost appeared on his hair, clothes, and shoes. Within the blink of an eye, Wilbur was frozen in place. Having lost the support of his energy aura, he began to fall from mid-air before landing heavily on the ice at the bottom. The ice cracked, and the cold seeped through the cracks as they began to freeze up agai