The six figures collided with each other as Wilbur sent out a powerful punch. The golden dragon turned into a huge ball of golden light that swallowed the six Owenspletely before exploding with a brilliant sh of white light as all six Owens fell toward the ground like ragdolls.


    The five clones disappeared, leaving Owen crashing heavily onto the ground.


    Wilburnded slowly, staring at Owen. "Just admit defeat. You''re no match for me."


    Wilbur had reached a new level with his dragon aura and couldpletely control anything within the area covered by his dragon aura.


    Thus, regardless of how many opponents they were or how many directions they were attacking from, all of them would be gathered up by the dragon aura and stripped of the ability to fight back.


    Owen spat out a mouthful of blood, propping himself up from the ground with all his strength. He wanted to stand but could not lift himself up no matter how hard he tried. His arms shook as he held for three seconds before copsing back onto the ground as he gritted his teeth. "How could this be? How are you so powerful?"


    Owen clenched his fists but ended up having to release them as his voice trembled, "I admit defeat."


    "Thank you."


    Wilbur wasted no time saying anything else to Owen, turning around to approach the well. Uponing up to the well, Wilbur realized that this well in the city center was quite a bit bigger than the other four in the city. In fact, the size of this well was practically as wide as a whole house.


    Wilbur leaped into the well, controlling his dragon aura to help him descend slowly. Upon reaching the bottom of the well, he walked into the opening at the side of the wall. He had barely taken a dozen steps into the murky darkness when a light appeared in front of him.


    The crystals on both sides of the walls lit up upon sensing Wilbur''s presence, and it was only then that Wilbur saw that the passage from the opening was extremely wide. In fact, it was practically a wide, open space.


    Wrecknam seemed to be floating in mid-airpletely, but no one had realized the secrets in the well.


    Wilbur walked along for a few dozen more meters, when a voice came from behind him all of a sudden, "Stop! You shouldn''t be here!"


    Wilbur turned around to see a man in ck robes standing there. The man was dressed simrly to Owen but looked a lot older. He was practically staring daggers at Wilbur.


    "Before you overthink, I''m not here to challenge anyone. I''m just here to look for something I need."


    "There''s nothing you need here. You should leave."


    Wilbur had wanted to have a polite discussion with the guy, but it seemed like he was having none of it. Since that was the case, Wilbur saw no point in continuing to persuade the man.


    "The fragment of the ninth dragon cauldron I''m after should be here. I''m pretty sure it''s connected to this formation."


    "What fragment are you talking about? You''re going to get out of here in the next ten seconds if you don''t want to die, or I''ll kill you. One, two, three..."


    The man in the ck robes red at Wilbur and started counting down. Wilbur would have considered going easy on the guy if he had been nicer, but it seemed like courtesy was out of the question here.


    "...Eight, nine, ten! You asked for this! You''re going to pay for your actions!"