Chapter 438
The ground beneath Wilbur suddenly turned soft in an instant. It was like he was standing on quicksand.
He instantly sank. Naturally, he missed the attack on Chance.
Four earth dragons appeared on the ground at the stime. They charged towards Wilbur.
Wilbur was halfway into the ground, so he could not move. He was instantly wrapped by the earth dragons. The earth dragons sank into the ground and vanished along with Wilbur.
Chance laughed loudly, pleased with himself. Joel and others had the utmost respect for him, and they all cheered.
"That was amazing, Mister Taft. You're the invincible Saint level cultivator." Chance looked pleased to hear them cheer him on. He was busy being egotistical.
Meanwhile, Wilbur was feeling the pressure of being underground with the earth dragons.
The bodies of the earth dragons were tangled with each other. They wrapped around him tightly, and they were getting tighter. The dirt kept coming at him like he was being crushed.
He sighed because the power of a Saint level cultivator should not be underestimated.
However, it was no easy feat to kill Wilbur Penn.
He shouted beneath the ground. The Dragon Crystal inside him started to spin like crazy. A terrifying amount of spiritual energy surged forth from within.
The dragon head mark on his back glowed. He had the boost from a raging Dragon Power.
"Break." Wilbur shouted as he unleashed his terrifying spiritual energy, along with the power of the ancient dragon clan.
The earth dragons exploded into pieces from the pressure of his immense power. The solid dirt that was crushing him exploded outward, sending dirt flying everywhere.
Wilbur leaped from the ground. He was burning in spiritual flames as he held onto the dazzling thunder cleaver like a god of war.
He levitated in mid-air and looked beneath him with a chilling gaze.
Everyone was stunned. They finally realized that Wilbur had burst out from the ground.
'How is this possible? He faced a Saint level cultivator. Shouldn't he be dead by now?" Chance also looked shocked. He did not expect Wilbur to survive an attack of that level.
Wilbur glanced over everyone coldly. They felt a chill down their spines as they hid.
Eventually, Wilbur's gaze fell upon Chance and asked slowly, "Is that all you've got?" "You..." Chance was beside himself in anger. He yelled, "You arrogant fool!" "The Rage of the Four." A raging spiritual energy within Chance surged into the sky, and it formed four spiritual energy columns. The columns descended upon the statues that were a hundred meters away.
A thunderous boom could be heard.
The statues that were a hundred meters tall suddenly started walking toward Wilbur.
Their humongous bodies were indescribably intimidating. Joel and the others were shivering in fear.
Every step the statues took caused the ground to shake. It was hard for everyone to maintain their balance.
Four immensely powerful forces targeted Wilbur at the stime, restraining him completely.
Despite being a hundred meters away, the statues covered the distance with just two steps. They raised their hundred-meter-long giant axes at the stime, swinging them down toward Wilbur.
They were not fast, but the immense power conjured a force that suppressed Wilbur from moving.
Even Saint level cultivators could not resist a force like that. They could only watch as they were churned into bits by this power.
Chance was spewing blood from his mouth at that moment.
The Rage of the Four was his last resort. It was also his most powerful attack. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.
It was impossible for anyone to survive the Rage of the Four, but he would be badly injured too. Maintaining The Rage of the Four was something that surpassed his abilities.
He was risking his life to complete the ultimate attack.