"Tertiary Form: Lost Slayer."

Wilbur's sword came slashing down ruthlessly, and a black crack appeared in the air between him and Benedict.

Benedict's attack and body were split into two at once. He collapsed before he was even able to cry out in pain.

"Quaternary Form: Flame of the Imperial Dragon," Wilbur chanted as he looked at Tay.

Tay, drenched in sweat, scrambled to howl, "I surrender! I swear my loyalty to you to the day I die, Master!"

The cultivators and ninjas trembled at those words.

What kind of terror did this Shadow level cultivator feel for him to say words like that?

"I don't need your loyalty," Wilbur sneered, swinging his sword at Tay.

A golden flame shot out toward Tay.

It crashed through the black cracks in the air, disintegrating everything on its way to Tay.

Tay let out another crazed roar, using all of his spiritual energy to light up with spiritual flames that shot into the sky.

gigantic figure looming over a dozen meters and swirling with countless runes. That was his

Imperial Dragon had elements from the dragon tribe, and that ultimate defense was targeted toward

terrifying golden flame torched the Syron God to

away the sword, looking around him

felt like

trembled as they stared at Wilbur, the

pressure coming from him now, and

who was not to be crossed. Even looking him in the eye

prostrating themselves to the ground, hardly daring to straighten

that moment, Yumi was

her feeble body as she stared at

had

had beaten the four shadow beings

of No Other, was

experts could even

powers were in. She

of the four Shadow level experts made their respective families hardly

there were still Sanctuary level experts in the other four great families, who

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