Chapter 2770

Among those eight survivors, some stayed in the upper dimensions, while the others headed to the middle and lower dimensions. However, the universe was a vast expanse with endless dimensions.

Each dimension was a world of its own, and new cultivators were born in those worlds every day. Thus, it would be practically impossible to find those eight cultivators.

However, dimensional guardians were said to be able to go wherever they wanted with just a thought. That made killing the eight survivors much easier, yet that somehow never happened.

Locke felt like Wilbur had most likely gotten his hands on the dimension treasures belonging to one of the eight survivors, which meant that the original owner had likely passed on. Locke emptied the contents of his glass in one go, overwhelmed with emotion.

Wilbur had somehow been lucky enough to inherit one of the eight survivors' dimension treasures. Locke had worked hard too, living humbly in Buck Town for two thousand years until he finally got a chance to leave.

he would never return to Buck Town, only for fate to

panic about. Cultivating for a few thousand years had taught Locke how to adapt, and he knew that Wilbur was bound to show up eventually. Once that happened, all Locke had to do was help Wilbur and the others

planned to get close to Wilbur over the course of a thousand years, but these special circumstances would get him there in just a few

Lord's quarters restlessly. The portal nearby flashed, and George walked

the sight of George, rushing over to him. "Please, Lord George. You have to

Buck Town through this disaster, I'd be willing to share

are, you know? Leave this to me, alright? Hadirt and I have a pretty good relationship. I'll go to meet with

let out a long sigh. "That would be great. Thank

quarters, quickly making his way

the throne in the main hall, and

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