The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1278-The Collaboration

Wilbur was among the latecomers of the small world.

Unlike other cultivators, Wilbur had endured a series of intense battles before entering the small world, narrowly escaping death at the hands of cultivators from the eight respectable families’ Divine Realm.

This entire incident began with the opening of the chaos portal to the small world, followed by the cultivators of the eight respectable families leading their teams into the small world. However, no one had emerged from it alive until now.

In the past, there had been precedents for the opening of small worlds.

Aside from a few that were similar to the West Region, where small worlds were used as prisons for ferocious beasts and, once opened, offered few opportunities except for the beasts to escape, and subsequently be obliterated by the West Region Army with special ammunition, most small worlds were like private gardens for divine beings.

This was easy to understand. After all, if one possessed the means, opening a small world and stashing away important people, treasures, or powerful elixirs within it was the safest approach.

Many powerful divine beings knew that after their death, their cultivation methods or even their magical item would become targets for others.

Therefore, many would exhaust their cultivation base to open a small world before their end approached, using it as a sanctuary.

This has led to most small worlds having a limited size, typically just a few square miles or dozens of square miles at most.

The vastness of Delisgar Ridge’s small world exceeded everyone’s expectations.

Because no information about the small world was available, major forces had stationed guards at its entrance.

The foreign powers weren’t much of a concern, given the considerable distance from Chanaea. Even if they arrived in Doveston, they remained passive spectators, causing minimal disruption.

However, the eight respectable families and secluded sects had different intentions.

Despite each of the eight respectable families having their territories within Chanaea, they didn’t consider themselves subordinate to one another.

However, there was a unique trait among Chanaea’s cultivators—an innate inclination to label themselves in the face of external threats: “I am Chanaean! I am a master of this land!”

became apparent in

had transitioned from an initial

Army that Wilbur had led out of Yaleview,

this force of over a million soldiers had become a unified

back to both sides of the River Onxy, and there were even hints of a counter-offensive against

the Chanaean side had seen a

combat forces of both countries were mobilized and had entered the Delisgar Ridge

it wasn’t just the God Realm cultivators from Remdik who

Region, West Epea Alliance, and even Anglandur from

a standard rule of the

chaos portal in the small world was divided by territory, the spaces they contained didn’t belong to any

course, if one stumbled upon a small world while keeping it secret, one could potentially

powers learned about it, the inheritance within became fair

could actually take it away depended on one’s individual

didn’t dare to monopolize the small world and engage in conflicts with various national-level

within Chanaea, the eight respectable families evidently had no intention

were bullying the weak, but because everyone understood that once the small world issue was resolved,

a crucial force capable of significantly

eight respectable families wanted to unite with Wilbur, though it was more accurate to say they

in the Chanaea chessboard, he was perpetually

rather than calling it a union, it was more like

be easily manipulated if he had managed to reach his

the chaos portal of the small world, a fierce battle erupted between Wilbur and the

small world, the Divine Realm cultivators of the eight respectable families held back from taking direct action. This gave Wilbur a slight chance to

how skilled Wilbur was,

the current scene wouldn’t have

he managed to

this small world and realized his