Living With My Lady Boss

The ocean lit up with a rainbow-colored glow that extended all the way up to the heavens, making it visible to all of Morburn.

A thick, overwhelming aura of death spread out across the water, even reaching the docks by the shore.

Everyone froze at once, feeling like they were about to die.

Was this the true power of an Emperor level cultivator? It was truly terrifying.

All at once, the Ambience level elites began trembling from head to toe.

This battle had truly shown them what a true powerhouse looked like.

They were no more than a joke in the face of these Emperor level elites. In fact, they hardly even deserved to call themselves cultivators.

Some people had even fallen to their knees facing the water, showing their utmost respect to the Emperor level elites in the battle.

Lindon and the others were pale in the face.

They were merely regular mortals and could hardly even hold themselves upright under the aura of the battle and the spirit flames exploding across the ocean.

"To hell with you!"

Atrus roared the words furiously. The fatal blow was able to bypass any and all defenses, striking the opponent down immediately.

An Emperor level cultivator had the ability to utilize the power of the universe's laws, and this was what set them apart from the rest of humanity.

Indeed, Wilbur could sense the aura of death as well.

The spiritual energy exploding out of the Sword of the Void, as well as the powers of the universe's laws, was far from something that could be fought against with spiritual energy, physical strength, or even spells.

The power of the universe's laws was a symbol that one had, upon advancing to Emperor level, truly comprehended the powers that were unique to them.

After the fatal blow was activated, the expression on Atrus' face turned murderous.

Now was his chance to have his wish granted.

He would be able to save his wife. Only the organs of an Emperor level cultivator were capable of fighting the intense venom, which would bring his wife back to life by his side.

Atrus had been waiting for this day all along, and it was about to happen anytime

now.

The immense joy that overtook him displaced the feelings of grief and hopelessness from the Dirge of Despair, even bringing about a small smile on his otherwise crazed expression.

The Sword of the Void was making a beeline at Wilbur, and it seemed like there was no avoiding the attack.

"Victory is just a breath away," Atrus murmured to himself.

Just then, a brilliantly-colored bubble appeared around Wilbur and enveloped him completely.

Wilbur stood unmoving, staring coldly at Atrus.

Atrus' fatal blow struck the glowing barrier, and it absorbed all of the spiritual energy of the Sword of the Void without a sound.

The powers of the universe's laws in the attack crumbled as well, completely useless against the barrier.

Atrus was in shock. The Sword of the Void seemed like a rotting plank in the face of this barrier of light, completely unable to do anything.

He could hardly believe it.

The fatal blow had the ability to bypass defenses on top of the powers of the universe's laws. How had it been rendered ineffective?

Amidst his overwhelming shock, Atrus stumbled backward as he stared at Wilbur in terror and panic.

All at once, the Sanctuary level elites present were beyond shocked as well.

They knew very well just how powerful Atrus was.

The power of the fatal blow was undoubtedly terrifying.

How had it been completely ineffective? The elites were even more surprised than

Atrus was, rooted to the ground as they stood in a daze.

Just then, over on the dock, the waters had calmed, and there was not a single speck of spiritual flame or sense of spiritual pressure in the air.

"Is it over?" someone asked fearfully.noveldrama