Living With My Lady Boss

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 this point? Isn't he being too audacious?" Wilbur shouted. His spiritual energy, Dragon Power, and thunder power within him surged forth. The combination of these powers formed a spiritual flthat shot into the sky.

Gusts of strong wind and tornadoes appeared in the Domain. The wind

long. The thunder cleaver was ablaze with lightning bolts surrounding it.

and their faces were twisted. They

Saint level cultivator?’ Wilbur had escaped the restraints of the

Domain vanished with a thunderous boom, and everyone was back

clothes, and he was as pale as paper. He

on the floor and

stood in the yard with the thunder cleaver in his hand, sweeping his gaze

level cultivator!