Wilbur let out a cry of fury, swinging down in an attack. The black blade aura struck the magical tower with an enormous rumble, but it was completely unaffected. "Ha! I guess you're going to have to wait another ten years to enter the Vicente Primeval Forest again! The only thing that will break this tower is an upper dimensional law. Nothing else works!" Wilbur's eyes lit up at the words. He muttered a spell as he put his hands together, and a big dragon appeared around him. Just then, a golden pearl appeared above Wilbur's head. It landed on the dragon the next second, turning the dragon into a golden color as it melded into the dragon completely! The golden dragon had appeared! Wilbur roared, "Dragon Move Third Level: Dragon out of the Water!" It turned out that Wilbur had been practicing the Dragon Move this entire time and had now raised his skills to the third level. "Roar!" The golden dragon flicked its tail, soaring upwards. Its tail struck the tower, reducing i
This time, Wilbur was unconscious for a full week. He dreamed of a golden dragon soaring about in the sky, lighting the clouds up with a golden hue. The sight was magnificent and breathtaking, and Wilbur seemed to be filled with courage in its wake. It was as if he had been blessed by the protection of the golden dragon and had nothing else to fear. "Come on, then!" Wilbur put both his hands together, sitting up from the ground as his eyes flew open. "What the…" Wilbur looked around in surprise. His dream faded completely, but the power he felt in his body was very real. "Oh, you're awake. Had a nightmare, huh? Don't worry, no one's going to hurt you with me around." Wilbur looked up to see Wind Sprite walking toward him. "Mister Wind Sprite, I…" "You won." The Wind Sprite reached out with his right hand. "You've passed my test, which means you've defeated one out of the three guardians of the formation cores." Wilbur took Wind Sprite's hand, pulling himself to hi
"Mister Wind Sprite!" Wilbur stared as Wind Sprite left, falling into a silent daze. Indeed, Wilbur had pulled his strongest move in the battle with Wind Sprite earlier. If the other two guardians were even stronger than him, it would be quite impossible for Wilbur to win. But Wilbur did not want to lose. He had gone through so much to get here and would have to wait another ten years if he failed now. Ten years was a long time for a cultivator and getting banned from entering the Vicente Primeval Forest over his defeat was humiliating. Wind Sprite's words replayed over and over again in Wilbur's head as he walked along in the forest. Wilbur did not want to lose, and he gritted his teeth. "I'm sure there's a way to turn the tables!" After giving it some thought, Wilbur lit up as if he had an epiphany. "That's it! The Dragon's Altar!" The Dragon Move came from the Dragon's Altar, and Wilbur had acquired many great things from the altar. Maybe he would be able to get someth
It was important to note that grace points were hard to come by, and spending ten thousand of them on a hundred years of cultivation that Wilbur was not even sure he would be able to completely absorb was a huge risk. What if he only managed to absorb ten, or twenty years out of everything? He would be making a huge loss. Wilbur even felt like the cultivation in the Dragon Soul Essence was a special form of energy. It was not like the kind of cultivation that one practiced through hard work and effort and would disappear quickly once it was released. That meant that it would only provide a short-term boost to Wilbur's power. If that was the case, Wilbur did not think this essence was worth ten thousand grace points, not even if it would give him a thousand years of cultivation. However, Wilbur was now deep inside the Vicente Primeval Forest and there was no one here who could help him. He did not exactly have many options here. Wilbur purchased one Dragon Soul Essence and watched
The blonde man said, "I'm always up for a challenge, but I'll never lose. Do you get it?" "Of course," said Wilbur. The man got up from the ground, reaching out to grab the enormous handle hovering in the air. "Remember this: I'm not like Wind Sprite. You only get one chance with me, and if you lose, you can't step foot into this forest for the next ten years." "I respect the rules, but I'm not losing," Wilbur replied. Wilbur summoned the thunder cleaver. "Oh, can I please know your name?" "My name's Jerome." Wilbur and Jerome stood across from each other. The air seemed to tense up around them, and it only took two seconds before they both charged at each other. "Have a taste of the Earthly Hammer, young man!" Jerome leaped into the air, swinging the hammer towards Wilbur. To Jerome's surprise, Wilbur did not block the hammer's attack with his thunder cleaver. Instead, he stuck out his left arm, and it vibrated with the Earth-type defensive skill that Wilbur had culti
The dragon aura's immense vibrations sent Jerome flying back several meters. At the same time, Jerome's invisible clone that reappeared within five meters from Wilbur was sent flying as well before landing heavily on the ground. "Oh my, I haven't met an opponent quite like you in the last thirty years now. This time, I'm going to show you what I'm capable of." As he uttered those words, both Jerome and his clone chanted a spell at the same time. Their eyes flew open and shouted in unison, "Platinum Protection!" Immediately, both Jerome and his clone emitted a golden hue. It was a defensive shield that stuck close to the body, and Wilbur saw a form of energy he had never seen before as the shield took shape. This energy looked similar to Wind Sprite's magical tower, which meant that Jerome's Platinum Protection was his version of middle dimensional protection. It looked like all Wilbur had to do was break through the Platinum Protection and he would be able to defeat Jerome. W
Wilbur was shocked to see that Jerome was so powerful that his attacks were enough to shake the Dragon's Safehaven. Throughout Wilbur's cultivation, he noticed that the defensive ability of the Dragon's Safehaven had a huge deal to do with the cultivator's powers. If he activated the Dragon's Safehaven in a lower dimension, no attacks would be able to affect the Dragon's Safehaven. If it was activated against an elite from a middle dimension, the Dragon's Safehaven would be affected slightly. Thus, the Dragon's Safehaven would have cracked under Jerome's continuous attacks with his clone if Wilbur had not obtained the power of light and the power of destruction with the Light Gloves' support. After all, Jerome's Platinum Protection came from a middle dimension elite. Wilbur saw the Jeromes striking at the Dragon's Safehaven in a frenzied state and was overcome with hopelessness. The Dragon's Safehaven might be able to protect Wilbur, but it could only last a minute every time
"Oh, are you surprised too? That means you didn't think I'd pass the test either, did you?" Wilbur's expression was ashen, with murderous intent bubbling in his chest. If Josie had known that Wilbur would never be able to pass this test, this would have all just been a prank on him. This infuriated Wilbur. Why hadn't Josie just told him the truth in the first place? Wilbur was ready to kill, and Josie seemed to be able to sense this. "Uh, W-Wilbur… I think there's been a misunderstanding between us. I can tell you, though, that Senior Fremont said his chosen one would be able to pass the test at the right time. I know you're Senior Fremont's chosen one, but I wasn't sure if you came at the right time as mentioned. Think about it, you've defeated Jerome, which already proved your strength, right?" Wilbur let out a long breath, feeling most of the rage in his chest subsiding along with it. He was shocked for an instant after that. The murderous intent earlier did not seem to have c