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.

his body, the Syron God was now fully formed as well. A gigantic figure looming over a dozen meters and swirling

had elements from the dragon tribe, and that ultimate defense was

torched the Syron God to

sword, looking around him with his hands behind his

the spiritual pressure faded, and everyone felt like they

stared at Wilbur, the only person

no spiritual pressure coming from him now, and he

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

heads, prostrating themselves to the ground,

Yumi was

feet slowly, holding up her feeble body as

man had

four shadow beings on his

Tyrant of No Other, was terrifyingly

of the four Shadow level experts could even retaliate in

powers were in.

death of the four Shadow level experts made their respective families hardly

experts in the other four