Chapter 437

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