Living With My Lady Boss

"Atrus Wood. I'll say your powers were capable of holding down two of the powers I have, and your fighting skills are definitely strong. Indeed, you are a powerful and deadly opponent. I'm sure any other Emperor level cultivator would have fallen to your fatal blow."

Wilbur's voice rang aloud in the souls of Atrus and the sixty Sanctuary cultivators.

"However, I've got more than just two domain powers. When the Funeral of Sky and Sea is activated, its pressure can only be overcome by spiritual pressure. Anyone with lower spiritual pressure than me will die right here. No one has been able to survive it this far. That's the power of the universe's laws in this attack."

Wilbur's Funeral of Sky and Sea was already terrifying in power.

The first three chapters of his Dawn of Twelve Chapters were like a movie trilogy.

The Dirge of Despair would make you feel lonely and hopeless.

The Dark Conflagration of the Abyss would absorb your spiritual energy.

The Funeral of Sky and Sea would put an unending and steadily growing amount of pressure on you, looming over you with the threat of death.noveldrama

These attacks were consecutive and ongoing. None of them were directly fatal, but the combination of all of them would make sure you were put through unending torment.

It was like a series of tragedies that led you toward inevitable death.

Amidst the ocean, the power of Wilbur's Funeral of Sky and Sea was raised even

more.

Not only were you sinking into seawater that was forged out of spiritual energy, but the same spiritual energy was also blending with real seawater from the ocean. This raised the power of the Funeral of Sky and Sea to another level, dramatically increasing the pressure.

Everyone including Wilbur himself was already sinking endlessly then. The pressure grew as the Sanctuary cultivators had no choice but to raise their spiritual energy to the maximum.

The terror in their hearts, however, was at an all-time high.

Wilbur was at the Emperor level, whose spiritual energy capacity was leagues ahead of them.

It could be said that once they had fallen into the Funeral of Sky and Sea, the only way out for them was death.

The looming aura of death and decay was starting to threaten everyone, making even their souls tremble.

At that moment, Atrus was their only hope.

Everyone looked at him in terror, hoping with all their might that he would still have the energy to kill Wilbur.

At the same time, Atrus was close to losing his mind as well.

He began raising his spiritual energy with all his mind relentlessly, channeling all of it into the Sword of the Void he was holding.

The Sword of the Void expanded dramatically in size, growing to be around seven or eight meters within a second and even pushing the seawater around it out.

"I won't die! My wish hasn't been granted yet, and you'll never defeat me! I am at

the Emperor level, second to none! I am Atrus Slater Wood!"

Atrus howled the words out, swinging the Sword of the Void towards Wilbur viciously.

The power of the attack caused even the Funeral of Sky and Sea to be separated as a terrifying sword aura hurtled toward Wilbur.

The Sanctuary cultivators' gazes lit up with hope.

The power of that attack was definitely enough to kill someone at the Emperor level.

Wilbur probably had no other moves up his sleeves anymore, either.

After all, he had used the last of his domain powers as well as that terrifying technique.

He would be on another level if he still had any other skills, a true force to be feared.

Wilbur merely smiled in the face of the attack. He put the historical halberd away, turning and putting his hands together to cry out, "Surge!"

A burst of spiritual energy surged out of the Spiritual Furnace inside Wilbur like never before.

All those people trapped in the Funeral of Sky and Sea felt the pressure bearing down on them increase dramatically once more.