Living With My Lady Boss

"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.

was now fully formed as well. A gigantic figure looming over a dozen meters and swirling with countless runes. That was

from the dragon tribe, and

torched the Syron God to ashes,

away the sword, looking around him with

the spiritual pressure faded, and everyone felt like they had been through hell

Wilbur,

from him now,

yet, everyone now saw him as a god, someone who was not to be crossed. Even looking him

lowered their heads, prostrating themselves to the ground, hardly daring to straighten

was trembling

feet slowly, holding up her feeble body

had

the four

of

the four Shadow level experts could even

this man's powers were in. She had won.

level experts made

the other four great families, who would dare to rebel against someone