Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 636

Everyone was feeling shocked, but Wilbur let out a shout. His thunder cleaver lit up with lightning and a silver-colored flame, slashing right down at the figures.

The figures shouted out at the same time, "How dare you?"

The chains and the pitchfork descended on Wilbur.

Their weapons were suddenly enveloped in gray spiritual flames, and many runes materialized around them. A strong wave of energy started to envelop Wilbur.

Wilbur could feel that the weapons the two figures were holding could harm his spirit too.

The moment he was locked in by them, or hit at all, his spirit would be attacked directly. A normal cultivator would absolutely not have been able to stand up to it. So, as he attacked, he added his own spirit power to his thunder cleaver.

Facing a spirit attack, the best way to counterattack was with your own. Then, it would depend on who was stronger.

Wilber suddenly made two slashes, using his full might as he attacked the apparitions. He did not seem to care about their descending weapons at all. It seemed like he was prepared to hurt himself to attack them.

However, those two apparitions were just Sullivan's summons, or existences that solidified through secret techniques. Even if he eliminated them, Sullivan would not be hurt that much.

However, what would Wilbur do if he was hit by those attacks?

The dozen over Ambience Level cultivators there could not help but feel anxious for Wilbur.

In a flash, Wilbur's cleaver slashed into the apparitions, and the apparitions' weapons descended on Wilbur as well.

There was a smile on Sullivan's face.

Meanwhile, the two apparitions disappeared under the lightning.

However, a massive wave of spirit energy shot out, assaulting Wilbur's soul. It was like a crazed ghost that would not be stopped.

That attack could not be seen at all, but the intensity of it was no less than a full-power attack by a Sanctuary level cultivator.

However, at that moment, Wilbur's tremendous spirit started to activate. In his mind, a surge of silver flames poured forward.