Chapter 347

Wilbur sighed. He knew that confrontation was inevitable. No cultivator would give up on the historical remains, especially someone like him who was in dire need of sacrifices. He stepped forward and a thunder cleaver appeared across his chest. He told Weston, "It looks like we'll have to fight this out." "An Ambience level cultivator with thunder-type abilities." Weston laughed and said, "No wonder you're so arrogant, but do you think you can win against me? What a joke! Haven't you heard that everything is insignificant to a Saint level cultivator?" His spiritual energy increased as he said that. A raging pressure from his spiritual energy washed over them, and his spear was burning brightly with a spiritual flame. He looked invincible at that moment. Their powerful elder made the Anne clan cheer. They looked excited. A Saint level cultivator was truly something else. His sheer power was enough to dominate the world. Wilbur only activated his thunder cleaver and waited