His spirit energy slowly touched the Space Rift. A deep, hollow sense of distortion hit him at once. Wilbur let out a cry, holding his ground against the attack on his soul as he extended his spirit energy further. All of a sudden, an inhumane scream rang from the depths of Wilbur's soul, making him tremble all over. His spirit energy retracted like a tidal wave. Zenith drew his sword, his body lighting up with spiritual flames. Wilbur was pale in the face, drenched with sweat. He finally returned to his senses after some time. It was only after making sure that there was nothing off about Wilbur that Zenith put his sword away. "Did you find anything?" Emperor Tyler asked, overwhelmed with nerves and emotions. Wilbur panted. "You're right. It's incredibly dangerous. I don't even know what it is." Emperor Tyler seemed a little disappointed but still smiled. "You really are powerful. Someone else tried the same thing and ended up dead." "What are you going to do?"
F*cking hell, they had blacked out from drinking. Just then, Yumi's voice rang from outside the room. "Are you awake, Master Penn?" Wilbur flew to his feet, wrenching the door open. Yumi and Zenith stood right in front of him. Wilbur flushed awkwardly. "What happened? What's he doing here?" Yumi bowed. "His Majesty sent you home last night, Master Penn. He still wanted to chat with you, and we didn't want to disrupt either of you, so we waited for you outside. I think you two fell asleep chatting, though." Wilbur heaved a sigh of relief. Thank God nothing embarrassing happened. At the same time, Emperor Tyler came out of the room rubbing his eyes while shaking his head in agony. "My head is killing me." "You drank too much, Your Majesty," Zenith said with a bow. Emperor Tyler nodded his head while Wilbur looked at his watch. "I should be heading back now." Yumi nodded, and Emperor Tyler's face fell at once. "So soon? Come on, I just managed to make a new friend! H
The two spell spheres struck. Zeke's Zombie Gate Domain disintegrated in a matter of seconds, like a roaring flame to a pile of snow. Chester's Alpha Spear had just formed when the spell sphere was inches away, and he threw the spear out with all his might. The Alpha Spear pierced through the spell sphere, before melting away into a puddle that seemed to disappear in the sphere. The spell sphere seemed like a void capable of absorbing any form of power or energy. It would melt and usurp all attacks without even causing a single ripple. Chester and Zeke were dumbfounded. Was this the true power of a Super Sanctuary level cultivator? Just then, the two spell spheres began to spin. Two jets of black flames shot out, hurtling toward Chester and Zeke. The flames brought with them a fatal aura. Both men were caught by surprise and barely managed to defend themselves with all their spiritual energy. The flames lightly touched the spiritual shields they cast. Their shield
Faye raised her head and stared at Angie in terror. "I don't know." The old woman let out a string of cackles. "Because this place is in the middle of nowhere, and no one's going to disrupt me from torturing you! This place is also where I plan to bury Trevor's corpse." Faye said nothing. It was not the right time to speak. "The owner of this place used to work for me," Angie continued. "After I came all the way here, he had the nerve to tell me to have a peaceful discussion with Trevor." "A peaceful discussion? What's there to discuss about killing my son?" the old woman spat. "Is it just because he's a Super Sanctuary expert, the strongest in Kardon Province?" Faye's chest lurched at the words. This old hag knew how powerful Wilbur was, but still had the nerve to challenge him. That was quite some confidence she had. Was she certain that she was stronger than Wilbur? Faye began to panic. She was not worried for her own safety anymore but for Wilbur's instead. What i
"Dude, are you leaving or not?" The passenger behind Wilbur huffed in annoyance. Wilbur shot him a glance before getting off the plane. The man behind him got a fright from the icy gaze and quickly readjusted himself. "Who the f*ck do you think you're scaring, huh? I'll beat you up the next time I see you!" Wilbur left the airport and headed straight for Sealake Island. Upon inspecting Chester and Zeke's conditions and making sure their lives were not in danger, Wilbur looked at everyone else. Faron, Elsa, Eileen, Lily, Skyler, Ryder, and the rest looked nothing but solemn. "Who is she?" Wilbur asked coldly. Eileen frowned. "One of the Kiwanis Club elders, Angie Zeeto. Did you happen to kill a man Lily was with on your mission at the borders?" "Yes, I did." "That's it, then. The guy you killed was probably Angie's only son, Jarvis Zeeto." "Well, she can take it up with me all she wants. I was the one who killed her son, not anyone else. She crossed the line by kid
Faye struggled to lift her head. There were a few whip marks on her face from the lashes, disfiguring her completely and turning her into a terrifying sight. "It's no use even if you keep torturing me. Your son's dead, and he's never coming back. All you can do for the rest of your life is wallow in your grief and misery until you die old and alone, you sick, twisted hag!" Faye rasped, raising her eyebrows mockingly at Angie in a show of disdain. Angie paused for a moment before flaring up in fury. Her facial features contorted into a twisted and ugly expression. "What did you just say, you little bitch? I think I've gone too easy on you with the torture!" Angie screamed. Faye merely smiled. "I said your son's dead, and he deserved it. You deserve to live the rest of your life by yourself too, until you die." "You…" Angie let out a screech, and the spell sphere with the whip lashed out at Faye. Faye screamed in pain as the new strokes rendered her barely alive once agai
Wilbur lay his left wrist against the blade of the thunder cleaver and looked at Angie. "Do you promise to let her go?" "That's up to me to decide. You can decide if you want to take the deal." Angie chuckled, her expression turning crazed. Faye struggled to turn her head, shouting as loudly as she could. "Please don't! Please!" Wilbur finally caught a glimpse of Faye. Her face was covered in charred wounds, making for a grotesque and bone-chilling sight to most people. Wilbur's chest lurched, and he raised the thunder cleaver high. "No!" Faye screamed. Angie's gaze lit up with glee. Just then, Wilbur snapped his fingers. All at once, Faye was enveloped in a brightly-colored glow. At the same time, Wilbur activated his domain, the Tyrant of No Other. His thunder cleaver turned into a long sword, letting out a terrifying spiritual pressure as Wilbur shot at Faye's strung-up figure. Angie's expression shifted. The three spell spheres let out three jets of icy black fl
The man scoffed. "The name's Pierce Zeeto. I'm one of the Sanctuary level cultivators of the Zeeto clan, what can you do to me?" "You're a real piece of shit, you know that? You'll say anything to suck up to this old hag, won't you?" Wilbur spat in disdain. Pierce flushed at Wilbur's bluntness but quickly regained his composure. "I don't really see the point in arguing with a man who's about to die. I hope your soul enjoys its last moments in agony. We'll see if you're still as cocky then." "My clan's spell sphere is capable of burning your soul in darkness for thousands of years, and you're about to get started on that right away," the other cultivator called out as well. "I guess you're one of the Zeetos too, then?" "That's right. My name's Orzo Zeeto. Don't forget my name if you need one to scream when your soul gets tortured later," Orzo smirked. Wilbur chuckled, shaking his head. "You two make a great pair, don't you? Well, you're about to find out what a fool you've j