Wilbur seemed like a thunder god just then.


    He hovered in mid-air, using the bolt of lightning like a whip as he sentsh aftersh at the ape''s body.


    The ape was furious as it struggled, but there was nothing it could do.


    With just a few strokes, the ape''s cries of rage turned into agony.


    However, the lightning whip in Wilbur''s hand did not disappear but grewrger as its power grew stronger.


    A few dozen strokester, the ape was barely alive.


    Everyone''s jaws were agape as they stared at Wilbur in a daze, unable to believe


    their eyes.


    This man was definitely beyond the Sanctuary level.


    These were not even powers considered humanly possible. He must be a god! Cameron, Catherine, and Dawson looked at each other, dumbfounded.


    None of them had expected thepanion they had met on the way here by chance to be so terrifying.


    This was something else.


    A few minutester, the ape finally let out itsst cry and fell to the ground lifelessly, its body charredpletely.


    At the same time, the lightning whip disappeared from Wilbur''s grasp as hended slowly.


    The remaining beasts had long since fled from the pressure of Wilbur''s presence.


    The air was dead silent as everyone stared at Wilbur dumbly, their gazes full of fear and respect.


    Mosa looked especially scared for his life, his face flushing an ugly shade of purple.


    Kaxx and Sheldon fidgeted ufortably as they stared at Wilbur as well.


    This man was far more powerful than they were.


    He had in Gobu with just one move and whipped a giant ape to death using a bolt of lightning.


    This man was a god.


    However, they had been quite rude to Wilbur just now.


    The three Sanctuary level cultivators had even used these people as scapegoats to hold the ape down.


    Wilbur and his friends would have been one of those scapegoats.


    The thought made Kaxx and Sheldon tremble.


    Neither of them would survive Wilbur''s wrath if he were to find trouble with them.


    Just then, Wilbur fell deep into thought.


    He had only ripped the lightning bolt from the sky earlier as a reckless, spur-of- the-moment idea.


    His powers carried a strong thunder element.


    Combining them with the natural lightning bolt to kill the ape gave Wilbur some thoughts.


    There was really no fixed way to be a cultivator.


    Wilbur''s Godly Training Form was a good example of that. It only contained several dozen moves, but they could bebined in different ways to form countless stances.


    In fact, those were even more than stances. They could be formed into any attack used to take down the enemy.


    Wilbur seemed to have learned something, but he could not exactly express it clearly.


    It just felt like he had learned a lesson here.


    A long whileter, he raised his head to look around him.


    The crowd was still staring at him dumbly.


    Wilbur beckoned towards Mosa.


    Mosa trembled, his legs wobbling as he was unable to even move.


    Wilbur''s expression darkened.


    Sheldon hurried to cry out, "You''ve been summoned by the master, get up there!"


    Mosa had no choice but to make his way over, trembling from head to toe.


    "I''m s-sorry, m-master. P-Please."


    Mosa fell to his knees, both because Wilbur''s aura was too powerful and also because he could not stand anymore.


    Wilbur smiled. "Do you know why I didn''t kill you for mocking me just now?"


    "I deserve to die, master, please forgive me!" Mosa sobbed, bowing, and knocking


    his head against the floor. His forehead split and began to bleed in no time, but he hardly dared to stop.


    Wilbur sneered coldly. "I was going to see how cocky you could get, but I guess you''re not very cocky at all."


    "I''m sorry, I''ll never do it again," Mosa sobbed as he begged.


    All of a sudden, Wilbur''s foot shot out. Mosa''s head was split open, exploding in a spray of blood and gore.