The venue changed in an instant. All of them suddenly appeared in the middle of an endless field. The field had no visible boundaries. They were standing on never-ending dirt while sand filled the air. Statues that were a hundred meters in height towered in the four cardinal directions. They were at a distance of one hundred meters from each other. They were four beige statues equipped with armor and axes, emanating a majestic presence. Everyone felt like they were on an ancient battlefield. The suffocating tension and malicious vibes frightened everyone instantly. 'I-Is this a Domain?" The crowd felt fearful. They knew the power of a Saint level cultivator was superior. However, they could not believe the Domain of a Saint level cultivator was that terrifying. They were instantly brought to another world. A powerful spiritual pressure was soaring along with the malicious intent. It made them feel incredibly small and weak. They felt like they would not be able to han
The crowd was amidst the swirling sand. The earthen spears, giant boulders, earth giants, and boulder bombs carried tremendous power, and all of them were aimed at Wilbur. Chance seemed like a god who was manipulating everything while he levitated. He was in control of a terrifying power, and it made people fear and respect him. Maniac, Joel, and the others who were dragged into the Domain fell on their knees because Chance was just too powerful. They had to express their utmost respect. Chance looked pleased as he yelled at Wilbur, "Do you feel it? This is the power of a Saint level cultivator. We're glorious and invincible entities. You're all just inferior beings!" Chance was extremely arrogant at that point. He stared at Wilbur condescendingly like he was looking down at an insect. Wilbur scoffed coldly, and with a shake of his arm, the thunder cleaver instantly ignited with spiritual flames. Then, he leaped into the air. The earthen spears were shattered to pieces wi
The ground beneath Wilbur suddenly turned soft in an instant. It was like he was standing on quicksand. He instantly sank. Naturally, he missed the attack on Chance. Four earth dragons appeared on the ground at the same time. They charged towards Wilbur. Wilbur was halfway into the ground, so he could not move. He was instantly wrapped by the earth dragons. The earth dragons sank into the ground and vanished along with Wilbur. Chance laughed loudly, pleased with himself. Joel and others had the utmost respect for him, and they all cheered. "That was amazing, Mister Taft. You're the invincible Saint level cultivator." Chance looked pleased to hear them cheer him on. He was busy being egotistical. Meanwhile, Wilbur was feeling the pressure of being underground with the earth dragons. The bodies of the earth dragons were tangled with each other. They wrapped around him tightly, and they were getting tighter. The dirt kept coming at him like he was being crushed. He sighe
Joel and the others were stunned. The statues were like four gods with unstoppable power, and their power was being channeled into killing a mortal. They wondered if any mortal would survive such a situation. 'Wilbur may have countered the Quicksand of Death just now, but he won't be able to fight against The Rage of the Four. The power between the two spells is leagues apart.' Everyone thought that Wilbur would never survive this attack. Chance was almost maniacal with his voice. "Wilbur Penn, you are indeed very powerful. So powerful that it's beyond my expectations. I'm willing to call you the best cultivator beneath the Saint level, but you're still not a Saint level cultivator!" Wilbur laughed at his maniacal insults. He replied nonchalantly, "Do you think you'd still be alive if I wasn't curious to see what's so special about your Domain?" "What? What the f*ck did you say?" Chance was enraged. The others looked like they were in disbelief. 'How can Wilbur joke at
"You…" Chance was so angry that he coughed up more blood, then fell and died on the spot. Wilbur was instantly taken aback. He thought, 'Damn, did he just die because he was too emotional? That's quite the temper he has there.' Zachary panicked and hurriedly went to hug Chance. He yelled, "Sir, sir!" It was a shame that Chance could not reply to him anymore. Maniac, Joel, the cultivators, and the businessmen of Anya City were fearing for their lives at that moment. They did not know what Wilbur would do next. Their lives were in Wilbur's hands at that point. They could vanish if Wilbur decided to attack. No one would dare to doubt that, especially Maniac and Joel. Joel was the enemy that Wilbur originally came for, and Maniac was the traitor when he realized Chance Taft had become a Saint level cultivator. They were in extreme despair. They anxiously knelt on the ground, not knowing what to do. Wilbur called out with a nonchalant voice, "Maniac." Maniac looked sta
Wilbur scoffed coldly and said, "It's up to Ethan Osborn on how to deal with you. You should pray." Then, he approached Zachary and asked, "Are you willing to follow me?" "Sorry, I have to stay loyal to my mentor," replied Zachary while shaking his head. Wilbur sighed and left. Zachary had a nice personality which was much better than his mentor. He was also talented in cultivation. Wilbur felt sorry for the talented man. However, Zachary did not want to follow Wilbur, so he rejected Wilbur's offer. Wilbur would not force him, so he let Zachary be. Zachary carried his mentor's body toward the room after Wilbur left. He said, "Please leave, everyone. The Serene Garden will be closed for three years from now on. Please don't disturb us again." Everyone quickly left after they heard that. Joel went back to his house and plopped onto the sofa in despair. He looked lost. His wife, Denise William, walked out in her sleeping gown. She frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Are yo
Ethan hugged Wilbur tightly and sobbed hard. Wilbur patted his back and said, "Alright, you're a tough man. What's with this crying? Let's go back before we talk." "Yeah." Ethan nodded. Then, the three of them went back to the hotel where Wilbur was staying. They sat on the sofa and Wilbur told Ethan what happened. Walter was frightened and uneasy after hearing what he said. Ethan clenched his jaw after he was done listening. He said, "I can't repay you for what you did, but my life is yours. I'll return my life to you whenever you need it." "What are you saying? Being alive is better than anything. Don't forget that you have a sister you need to take care of," Wilbur reminded him. Ethan nodded firmly. They had a bond that went beyond words, and there was no need for further discussion. Suddenly, Wilbur asked, "How are you going to deal with Joel William?" "He has to die," said Ethan while clenching his jaw. Wilbur nodded and said, "I agree. An eye for an eye, two liv
Wilbur smiled and said, "Alright. I should head back anyway. Walter will handle this." "Yeah." Then, they discussed matters with Walter for a while. Walter went to do his job. Meanwhile, Wilbur and Ethan bought some offerings as a prayer to Ethan's parents before driving back to Seechertown. … The next morning, they arrived in Seechertown. They were at the entrance of Westhand College. Ethan was sitting in the car, and he looked depressed. He asked, "What should I tell my sister? She wouldn't be able to take the bad news." Wilbur also kept sighing. 'No one can accept the news of their parents' sudden death, especially the parents who were murdered.' Wilbur considered the fact that Shelby was only in her junior year, so he frowned and said, "I think you should hide it from her. Wait until she graduates from college before breaking the news to her." "I'm afraid I can't hide it for that long, right?" asked Ethan sadly. Wilbur said, "Keep it a secret for as long as you ca