An Emperor level cultivator had been in slumber for thousands of years, and he had been awoken. Moreover, he surpassed his cultivation level back then.


    Only God knows how terrifying he would be. Some of them in the crowd did not even know what an Emperor level cultivator was, but they felt deep fear in their souls.


    A person awakening from a thousand-year-old slumber was terrifying as it was, after all.


    Wilbur looked at d at that moment.


    He knew from the start that d was an Emperor level cultivator. However, he did not expect d to have awakened from slumber for thousands of years.


    It seemed like he could not underestimate the Fastes.


    It was difficult as it was to awaken a cultivator deep in slumber and recover their cultivation.


    Wilbur could imagine how much money and effort they spent for d to surpass his original cultivation.


    That was also why the Fastes dared to stage a coup. A powerful Emperor level cultivator was very terrifying.


    d also looked at Wilbur at that moment. He asked coldly, "Are you the one who killed Atrus Wood?"


    "Technically, Atrus killed himself," replied Wilbur nonchntly.


    d said with a serious expression, "It doesn''t matter. He''s dead, so this has nothing to do with you. You may leave. Heed this as a fair warning."


    The Emperor level cultivator felt like he should try to not be enemies with other Emperor level cultivators unless it was necessary.


    However, Wilbur smiled and said, "I don''t want any trouble either, but I''m afraid President Brandon and I just became friends. I can''t just leave my friend, can I? That would be dishonorable on my part."


    Brandon instantly felt joyous. He felt like he would be doomed if Wilbur chose to walk away.


    Truth be told, they were not good friends yet. They only reached some kind of tacit agreement.


    There was nothing he could do if Wilbur chose to walk away.


    He could only ept it, and he believed that Abar would not let him live in the end.


    d looked displeased at that moment. A sphere of ck me appeared in his hand. ck spiritual mes ignited on him at the same time. It surged to the sky in a spiral.


    The roof of the banquet hall was instantly blown away by the terrifying spiritual energy and was reduced to dust.


    A terrifying spiritual pressure instantly filled the banquet hall. Everyone felt like they were stomped on by a demon. They were in pain and suffocating under the terrifying pressure.


    d''s clothes shuffled in the spiritual mes. His silver hair flowed as heughed maniacally. It was creepy and chilling.


    The deadly and maniacal energy overwhelmed everyone. They started to tremble and were in extreme pain.


    Even President Brandon found it hard topose himself. He started to panic with a frightened look. He could not maintain his image anymore.


    Abar and the othersughed maniacally. The people in the banquet hall felt like they were gripped by death.


    However, Wilbur was fixated on the dark sphere in d''s hand.


    He could not believe that there was a silhouette of a woman inside. It flickered as though she was struggling to escape.


    It must be Dark Power again.


    d said coldly, "It''s not toote to leave, Wilbur Penn. This is your final chance."


    Wilbur frowned slightly. Brandon quickly said, "Mister Penn, you can''t leave! We''re allies!"


    Brandon was panicking at that moment and could not help but cry out for help.


    Wilbur nced at Brandon. Suddenly, Harry threw the gun in his hand. He put his hands up and said loudly, "Mister Abar, I surrender! I''m willing to serve the Fastes."


    Everyone was shocked by the behavior of Brandon''s head of security.