Ever since Wilbur learned about Light Valley in Cametra, he lost interest in the Church of Holy Illuminati. He assumed that the Church of Holy Illuminati had submitted to Light Valley, so they would not attack him under the new world order, after all. However, the appearance of that man proved that something was up. Light Valley probably had a change of mind toward him. Wilbur felt fearful when he realized that. The power that Light Valley commanded was not to be underestimated, after all. Originally, he thought Light Valley would take a year or two before they changed their mind, and at the very least, they would still take half a year before they regarded him as a threat. The effects of what happened in Cametra were quite consequential, after all. It would take at least six months before the world shifted its focus away from Cametra. However, Wilbur did not expect Cametra would choose to make a move on him in such a short time. Wilbur felt lucky that he was overseas. Even if

Wilbur knew that it could not be rushed because there was no use being impatient. He sat cross-legged in his room and meditated. He unleashed his dragon aura, and it soon filled the room. A cauldron levitated in mid-air, and it occasionally absorbed and released dragon aura at his will. Time passed quickly, and it was nighttime in the blink of an eye. Wilbur was adjusting his dragon aura. Suddenly, he saw the man outside the corridor of his room in his mind. With that, Wilbur reabsorbed his dragon aura and transferred them to the cauldron. Wilbur looked at the wall. Meanwhile, the man went through the wall and appeared in front of Wilbur. The man hit the floor with his cane, producing a muffled thud, then pulled down his hat. He had a middle-aged face with silver hair. The man smirked and said softly, "We met again, Mister Penn." Wilbur said, "You escaped rather quickly last night. I wonder why you're here today." There was a cold glint in the man's eyes as he declared angr

Tracy said coldly, "We're cultivators." "I'm so sorry. Go ahead." Jack backed away and made a polite gesture to let them pass. Wilbur drove near the valley as Tracy explained, "Wearson Valley is a forbidden area, but the law allows cultivators to enter. The authorities of Rostead want the Wearson Valley problem to be solved as soon as possible, after all." They parked their SUV under a tree outside the valley as they could not continue to drive further. Therefore, they got out of the car and walked. They walked much faster than ordinary people because they were cultivators. Soon, they were at the entrance of Wearson Valley. Suddenly, the loud rumbling sounds of thunder could be heard from Wearson Valley. Wilbur looked around and discovered that the area outside the valley was sunny with no storm clouds to be seen. However, the valley was covered by storm clouds. Thunder could also be heard as if there was a storm in the depths of the valley. Wilbur looked at the enormous Wear

"Alright. Let's retreat." Wilbur and Tracy turned to walk towards the Wearson Valley entrance, but they walked in the fog for more than ten minutes. They felt like they should be at the entrance at that point. Tracy had a bad feeling and asked cautiously, "Mister Penn, have you heard about that test?" "Test?" Wilbur observed around and asked puzzlingly, "What test?" Wilbur felt the same as Tracy at that moment. They should have been out of Wearson Valley based on their pace, but they were still in the valley. They were undoubtedly lost. Tracy said, "There used to be a test. If someone walks blindfolded in the dark without a cane, their path would not be a straight line. Now, we're in the fog and we can't see anything. Do you think it's possible that we're not walking in a straight line as well?" Two snake monsters sprinted out from the sides of the fog as soon as Tracy finished talking. One of them sprinted toward Tracy, and the other sprinted toward Wilbur. Wilbur raised h

Therefore, they could not fight the army of snake monsters at close range. Wilbur had an idea. Since the snake monsters wanted to attack them with arrows, he should let them, then return the arrows right back at them. Arrows rained down on them once again. The rain of arrows went on for almost a minute this time, and the ground was also littered with arrows. The barrage stopped after a minute. Wilbur formed thunder-type spiritual energy on his right hand, wrapping his entire right arm with light-blue lightning energy. Then, he opened his hand and pressed his palm against the ground. Lightning energy was channeled into the ground through his right hand. After that, streaks of lightning spread out. The lightning energy attracted the arrows stuck in the ground. In an instant, the lightning strike transmitted from Wilbur's palm connected those arrows, forming a huge net of electricity on the ground. "Could it be that you're trying to defeat them with their arrows?" asked Tracy. He lo