"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
All four balls of cold air struck Wilbur's body the next second, spreading rapidly and freezing him solid again in the blink of an eye. This time, Wilbur's light barrier stopped him from being frozen solid. The next second, the power of light surged from his body and shattered the layer of ice on the outside. Wilbur summoned the Magic Dragon Blade, swinging it viciously against the ice wall in front of him. A black sword aura struck the ice, but it absorbed the sword aura completely. The attack did nothing to the ice wall, even strengthening it to some extent. Wilbur looked down at the Magic Dragon Blade before sighing and putting it away. The Magic Dragon Blade might be powerful, but it required the power of destruction to wield, which could be absorbed by dark energy. Thus, using the Magic Dragon Blade against the liquid woman was completely pointless. Wilbur summoned the Azure Dragon Spear just as another gust of cold air shot out towards him from behind. Wilbur turned aroun
A golden dragon appeared and attacked the hand. The hand grabbed the attacking golden dragon, and it exploded, blasting the hand into pieces that scattered around the floor. Wilbur scrambled to retreat. The vortex above his head had disappeared when he looked up again, and the broken pieces of the large hand were rapidly melting into the ice. Wilbur scrambled to fly downward, but the floor of the cube had restored itself. He looked up and saw that the hole in the ceiling of the cube that had appeared from the vortex had been restored as well. "F*ck!" Wilbur cursed. Crushing that hand had taken so much effort, and he had thought it would have been enough to weaken the formation, only for the hand to meld right back into the formation. It seemed like the only way to get out now was to use his powers for real. Wilbur had not wanted to do so at the start, as the liquid woman might come up with more powerful moves after seeing what he could do, and he might not be able to hold up th