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!”

phenomenon became apparent

had transitioned from an initial invasion into a full-fledged conventional

thousand troops from Yaleview Army that Wilbur had led out of Yaleview,

almost unrelenting discipline, this force of over a million soldiers had become

the enemy back to both sides of the River Onxy, and

Chanaean side had seen a single God Realm cultivator participating in the

forces of both countries were mobilized and had entered

Wilbur entered the small world, it wasn’t just the God Realm cultivators from

West Epea Alliance, and even Anglandur from the other side of Earth

rule

was divided by territory, the spaces they contained didn’t belong to

upon a small world while keeping it secret, one

as other powers learned about it, the inheritance within became fair game for anyone

it away depended on one’s individual

didn’t dare to monopolize the small world and engage in conflicts with

for Wilbur within Chanaea, the eight respectable families evidently had no intention of letting

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

would be a crucial

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

earned his place in the Chanaea chessboard, he was perpetually considered

it a union, it was more like

be easily manipulated if he had managed to reach his position at the current

small world, a fierce battle erupted between Wilbur and the

foreign powers outside the small world, the Divine Realm cultivators of the eight respectable families held back from taking

matter how skilled Wilbur was, there would have been no chance of

the current scene

but he managed to enter

Wilbur witnessed the strangeness of this small world