Female NovelThe 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.novelbin
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 with a wave of his thunder cleaver.
He spun the thunder cleaver around as he flew upwards, reducing the giant boulders to ashes.
After landing on the ground and a few slashes later, the earth giants were blown apart too, turning into scattered fragments on the ground.
Wilbur started to charge forward. The boulder bombs were blown apart one after another by the thunder cleaver. They did not stop him from getting close to Chance at all.
Everyone exclaimed in disbelief when they saw that. They were utterly shocked by Wilbur's ability to fight back.
They could not believe it because their powers were completely suppressed in the Domain.
Chance was furious that Wilbur was approaching him. He kept forming seals with his hands and shouted, "The Power of Earth." The statues that were a hundred meters away emitted a dazzling radiance in an instant.
"Super Boulder Dragon Bomb." His spiritual energy surged with the power boost of the Domain. A dragon head rose from the ground, and it suddenly doubled in size. The boulder bombs spewed from its mouth also doubled in size, and they were burning with roaring flames. Countless runes appeared on them, which greatly increased their power.
A continuous stream of boulder bombs hurtled toward Wilbur in an instant. The constant explosion pushed Wilbur back for about ten meters before stabilizing himself while holding his cleaver.
Chance looked pleased with himself. Joel and the others worshipped him because his powers were godly, and no mortal could stop him.
The boulder bombs kept coming with tremendous force, causing a loud booming sound.
"Do you think you stand a chance against a Saint level cultivator? Die, you ignorant idiot!" yelled Chance. The spiritual energy in him ignited. The spiritual energy in the Domain surged, and it created gusts of raging wind.
Wilbur scoffed coldly and activated his thunder cleaver. The Dragon Crystal inside him started to spin, and a tremendous amount of spiritual energy was emitted.
Wilbur was burning with spiritual flames. His thunder cleaver also turned red and started glowing.
He activated his Dragon Crystal and Dragon Power at the stime. His powers were instantly doubled.
"You're not good enough." Wilbur shouted and lunged toward Chance.
There were incoming super boulder bombs on his way there, and they were all torn asunder by the thunder cleaver.
His speed was so fast that ordinary people could not see him clearly. He approached Chance at high speed.
Everyone was shocked because they could not believe Wilbur had such tricks up his sleeve.
Chance was also caught off guard.
The power that Wilbur emitted was not inferior to a Saint level cultivator.
'But why isn't he using a Domain?' Chance wondered.
That was not the tto consider that question. He would be in trouble if Wilbur, a combat cultivator, got close to him.
Chance's expression turned solemn. He quickly formed more seals with his hands.
Nonetheless, Wilbur was a few meters in front of Chance in a matter of seconds. A violent surge of spiritual energy burst forth in a single slash. The attack destroyed the dragon head that emerged from the ground. Then, he raised his cleaver and swung it at Chance.
The raging power of the thunder cleaver could slash through anything, even a Saint level cultivator would not be able to resist the attack.
However, Chance had completed casting his spell at that moment.
He placed his palms together and shouted, "Quicksand of Death!"