Thus, they could tolerate Wilbur's visit. Wilbur's expression did not change at the old man's words, but he found the whole situation rather ridiculous. After all, Hagin was only 'sparing' him because he did nothing wrong. Hagin would never let him go otherwise. Just like the old man had said, the merfolk definitely knew how to hold a grudge. Their demeanor was cunning and ruthless, and Wilbur made up his mind to stay out of trouble with them while he was here, and never to trust them. Wilbur had seen how these merfolk could change the way they treated someone so drastically in such a short amount of time. The merfolk at Lake Gelsa had worshipped him one second and tried to attack him the next. Even human beings were not capable of such a violent switch. People who switched up so easily were hard to trust. Wilbur had looked through the handbook that the ancestors of Dasha had left behind and knew that the merfolk were a species that lacked trust completely. It was better not to t

"Give it all you've got, Bannon. Don't hold back in the slightest." "Got it." Bannon fell silent for a beat, taking the scepter from the guard before turning to Wilbur and the old man. "You can both come at me at the same time, I suppose." Wilbur took two steps forward holding the thunder cleaver. "You're fighting me first. You can get the guy behind me after you defeat me." Bannon chuckled. "Alright, then. Don't say I didn't warn you." Bannon raised the scepter, pointing it at Wilbur. All at once, a stripe of purple lighting shot out of the scepter and hurtled in Wilbur's direction. Wilbur did not dodge the attack. Instead. He swirled the thunder cleaver around with a backward swing. The power of destruction fused into the cleaver's attack came hurtling in Bannon's direction, who retracted the scepter and muttered a string of chants. The next second, a purple light shield was erected in front of him. Wilbur's attack struck the shield, shattering it as the remnants of the a

Wilbur turned to Hagin and the old man. "Get out of the way and let me handle him!" Hagin and the old man ducked to the side, and the old man asked, "Will you be alright on your own?" "Don't worry, leave it to me." Bannon was furious. "Since you let them escape, I'll kill you first!" He waved his scepter, and a ray of purple lightning came striking down once more. Wilbur blocked it with both his hands, and the Light Gloves turned blinding all at once. Yet as they continued to absorb and convert more and more power of light, Wilbur's body was soon reaching its limit. Wilbur could clearly sense the energy in his body expanding to the point where it was going to explode any second. Two clones split out of him the next second, controlling two large dragons to charge towards Bannon's formation. Bannon raised the scepter in his grasp, and a ball of lightning formed above his head. It continued to release bolts of lightning, and Wilbur's two clones were reduced to dust before they

"I understand how you're feeling right now, young man. But you'd better control your emotions. I'm not going against any rules here, and just giving you a friendly reminder. I can show you what the log running at level five speed looks like." Hagin waved a hand, and a guard ran to the log to adjust the bearing. Following that, the log began to pick up speed. As the log began to turn faster and faster, the spikes on it seemed to turn blurry. "What the…" "That's your second checkpoint, young man. I hope you pass it, but I'm fine if you choose to give up." "That's fine. We'll take on the challenge," said the old man. "This old log is still considered a little too slow for me." Hagin stared at the old man for a beat before turning to Wilbur. "My apologies. According to the rules, all challengers from the human realm must go through every checkpoint. Only the battles allow one or both cultivators." It was clear that Hagin was making Wilbur feel bad on purpose. To him, there was

The old man picked up one of the crystal clusters on the table, passing it around in his hands. "This crystal is even harder than steel. Golden crystal is the hardest mineral there is, Sir Hagin. Are you sure you've given us the right crystal?" "What could I have gotten wrong?" "Do you not know the rules yet? Shall I repeat them for you?" The old man shook his head. "This isn't a matter of rules. Senior Fremont said the challenges wouldn't be hard, but this right here is a golden crystal cluster. Aren't you trying to give us a hard time?" Hagin said, "I have no idea what you're talking about, but I received orders to have the third checkpoint be the challenge of crushing golden crystals. These orders were given to me by Emperor Ramos, and you two are free to give up if you think you can't handle it." "You!" The old man let out a sigh, hesitation flickering in his gaze. At last, he said, "Fine. Let's get on with the challenge, then." Hagin took out a watch, glancing at it.