Chapter 1458

The Westerian cultivators, on the other hand, returned to their senses after their brief high had worn off. It was now displaced with a deep fear. Wilbur was back. Where was Master Atrus, then? Despite them refusing to believe it, it was indeed true that only the victor would survive a battle like that. How could this be, though? How could Master Atrus have lost? Just then, a few dozen figures zipped over the ocean. They landed behind Wilbur, on their knees. The cultivators at the dock paled in the face at the sight at once. They were the Sanctuary level cultivators who had gone into the battle with Master Atrus! Also, there were supposed to be sixty of them. Why were there barely even a third of them left? Why were they all kneeling? Where were the others? The next second, a deep terror rose up amidst their souls. Could Master Atrus have really lost? Why else would Wilbur be the one standing here? On top of that, less than half of the Sanctuary level cultivators we