"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.

as well. A gigantic figure looming over a dozen meters and

the Flame of the Imperial Dragon had elements from the dragon tribe, and that ultimate

the Syron God to ashes, evaporating Tay

sword, looking around him with his hands behind

everyone felt like they had been through hell

trembled as they stared at Wilbur, the

coming from him now,

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

their heads, prostrating themselves to the ground, hardly daring

moment, Yumi was trembling with mixed

her feeble

man had

the four shadow beings

Tyrant of No Other, was

the four Shadow level experts could even

could hardly even imagine just what league this man's powers were in. She had won. This whole ordeal was

of the four Shadow level experts

the fact that there were still Sanctuary level experts in the other

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