The man scoffed. "The name''s Pierce Zeeto. I''m one of the Sanctuary level cultivators of the Zeeto n, what can you do to me?"


    "You''re a real piece of shit, you know that? You''ll say anything to suck up to this old hag, won''t you?" Wilbur spat in disdain.


    Pierce flushed at Wilbur''s bluntness but quickly regained hisposure. "I don''t really see the point in arguing with a man who''s about to die. I hope your soul enjoys itsst moments in agony. We''ll see if you''re still as cocky then."


    "My n''s spell sphere is capable of burning your soul in darkness for thousands of years, and you''re about to get started on that right away," the other cultivator called out as well.


    "I guess you''re one of the Zeetos too, then?"


    "That''s right. My name''s Orzo Zeeto. Don''t forget my name if you need one to scream when your soul gets torturedter," Orzo smirked.


    Wilbur chuckled, shaking his head. "You two make a great pair, don''t you? Well, you''re about to find out what a fool you''ve just made of yourselves."


    "To hell with you, Trevor Penn!"


    Angie howled out loud, and the six spell spheres shot out at Wilbur.


    The mes contained a terrifying power that made the surrounding temperature drop at an rming rate.


    All the nearby nts froze and died at once, turning into ash that scattered on the ground.


    At the same time, Wilbur let out a roar. The runes on his body lit up as he struck with his sword.


    A gust of wind kicked up, shaking the ground within a hundred-meter radius.


    There was no deafening sound, no explosion.


    Wilbur''s sword collided with the mes before promptly vanishing.


    Under Wilbur''s terrifying domain, however, the six ck jets of fire were extinguished as well. They floated into the air in wisps of rampant spiritual energy, bringing about howling winds as well.


    "Is that all you have to show, young man?" Angie screeched, waving the scepter in her hand.


    The six spell spheres flew towards Wilbur slowly.


    Wilbur let out a cry.


    "Tyrant of No Other: Infernal Thunder Dragon!"


    A zing thunder dragon appeared, howling as it charged toward the spell spheres.


    However, a ck hole also appeared in the middle of the spell spheres as they spun.


    The Infernal Thunder Dragon charged over and was promptly swallowed up by the ck hole.


    "Is this your sorry excuse for a domain?" Angie said as sheughed wildly.


    Pierce and Orzo smirked coldly as well.


    Only they knew how terrifying Angie''s powers really were.


    Her domain, the Spell Spheres of Darkness, had been bestowed to her by the god


    of the n''s own religion. The blessing of the God of Darkness was far from


    something a mere mortal would be able to take down.


    All the Zeetos were certain that Wilbur was a dead man for sure.


    Wilbur frowned and readied his sword for another attack as he roared,


    "Secondary Form: Damnation of the Thunder God."


    A dark cloud over ten meters wide appeared over Angie''s head at once, raining


    down countless lightning bolts that lit up the night.


    However, Angie waved her scepter and muttered, "Asylum of Darkness."


    A ck whirlpool appeared above Angie''s head, turning slowly.


    All the lightning bolts from the cloud vanished as soon as they hit the whirlpool. "Tertiary Form: Lost yer."


    Wilbur cried out once more,unching another attack with his sword once more.