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 put him

about. Cultivating for a few thousand years had taught Locke how to adapt, and he knew that Wilbur was bound to

over the course of a thousand years, but these special circumstances

quarters restlessly. The portal nearby flashed, and George

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

disaster, I'd be willing to share control over the

Edmund. Things might not be as bad as you say they are, you know? Leave this to me, alright? Hadirt and I have a pretty good relationship. I'll go to meet with him, and he just

sigh. "That

the City Lord's quarters, quickly making

the main hall, and George bowed

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