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Zedd and his cronies watched the incoming vehicles in disbelief. They were not afraid of the special agents, but the traffic police were their worst nightmare. They would be punished if they got caught. However, he had a relative who was working for the traffic police, so he was not too scared. He had been reported twice, but his relative would take care of the cases for him. Elsa brought along more than ten special agents. They charged toward the taxi drivers and surrounded them. "I heard that someone is causing trouble here." Elsa looked at the drivers, chuckling as she said that. They instantly felt chills run down their spines. "What happened?" she asked again. Wilbur chuckled and told her everything. Elsa laughed after she heard that. She pointed at him and said, "I can't believe this would happen to you." "What are you saying? Know your place! You're a special agent," he grumbled. She did not mean to make fun of him. She only thought it was funny that the drivers

Wilbur slowly walked into the room. He lit a cigarette and said, "How come I haven't heard of Jarlinville's Anne clan?" Skyler was surprised, "No way. Jarlinville's Anne clan of Kardon Province is an ancient family, and everyone in their family are cultivators. The head of the clan, Sam Anne, is a powerful intermediate Ambience level cultivator. I heard they have an elder in retreat to focus on cultivation. They basically never involve themselves in worldly matters, but they are powerful." Wilbur frowned and said, "He's only an intermediate Ambience level cultivator. Also, are the historical remains in the territory of the Anne clan?" "It's at the mountain behind where the Anne clan lives, but it's not their property," replied Skyler. Wilbur scoffed and said, "We'll deal with it if he gets involved. Stop nagging."Wilbur was very interested in discovering the historical remains. It would be great if he discovered a good sacrifice. There was no way he could let this opportuni

The elder in the green robe looked at the people who were kneeling before him. He let out a long sigh and mumbled, "It's been fifty years, and I finally became a Saint level cultivator. Thanks for the blessings, great ancestors." That person was the Anne clan elder who was still alive, Weston Anne. He finally became a Saint level cultivator at the age of 130 years old. He became a powerful cultivator, and his lifespan was extended by another three hundred years. He looked at his people after a long sigh. He nodded and said, "Get up, everyone." Everyone stood up and gathered around Weston to chat with him. Weston glanced at Sam and said displeasingly, "I can't believe you're still an intermediate Ambience level cultivator. Can't you improve a little?" "I'm sorry. I'm stuck at this level and can't seem to improve." Sam's head hung low in shame. Sam looked like a middle-aged man, but he was actually in his seventies. His father was not an Ambience level cultivator and had pass

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

Wilbur held his cleaver with both hands in the face of the ferocious attack. Massive spiritual flames ignited on his thunder cleaver, accompanied by bursts of thunder and lightning. The Dragon Crystal within him spun wildly at the same time. An enormous surge of spiritual energy was released and channeled into the thunder cleaver. The thunder cleaver instantly became a flaming thunder ball with spiritual flames that were frightening to look at, emitting a terrifying power. It was not over yet. The dragon head mark on his back shined and the Dragon Power within him was activated. A magnificent power was also applied to the cleaver. It shined brightly, giving off a red radiance. The thunder cleaver was emitting a terrifying power at that moment. The moon seemed dull in comparison. The spear was in front of Wilbur, and it directed a destructive force at his chest. Wilbur shouted and swung his cleaver. The sea surface sank as the moon lost its light for an instant. The spea