And the Ocean of the Ancient Saint plane would completely integrate into the Nora Outer Sea.
This small-scale plane should not cause much of a stir for Nora. It won’t increase significantly in size either.
But as the number of converging planes increases, quantitative changes provoke qualitative transformations.
The future expanse of Nora is unimaginable to the Holy Infant.
"Now that I’m in seclusion... I don’t know if I’ll be able to leave before the Ancient Saint plane disappears."
Having cald Paul and Old Shell’s panic, the Holy Infant returned to the Ancient Saint plane and inford the higher-ups of the situation.
Levi had already given the higher-ups a heads-up.
So they were ntally prepared and not overly panicked.
However, the end of the idyllic days is inevitable and will be accompanied by tension and unease.
Three days later.
Dusk Holy Temple.
People from the Giant Beast Paradise, Ancient Dragon Empire, Panda Clan, Tower of Dawn, and other departnts crowded the place.
The Holy Infant, Holy Emperor, Hundred Flowers, Diya Bo, and other level six experts stood at the center.
The Holy Infant gravely said,
"Ladies and gentlen, the first surge of the plane convergence is upon us. We in the Ancient Saint plane will not be spared. Our continent will soon beco part of Nora, rendering the array for entry point we have set up virtually useless. Next, all organizations and departnts must enter a state of ergency. Ensure that the arrays of your establishnts run smoothly, and all battle groups prepare for combat in advance. We must guard the resource points on the continent, especially the major herb fields, with strong warriors. Our lives and property are not to be lost."
"The coming era is destined to be turbulent. The Black Dragon Army, the Church, wizards, alien races... There are too many challenges waiting for us. A troop lies in wait for years and strikes at the right ti;
we have lain dormant for hundreds of years, and the comprehensive strength of our organization can now be counted among the high-level organizations in the Wizard World! I hope in the waves of the coming era, we will all safely weather the storm, not one less!"
After the Holy Infant’s impassioned speech, there were loud cheers from the battle groups, rising to the heavens.
"Protect the Ancient Dragon Continent, it is our duty!"
From today onward.
The Ancient Saint plane entered a state of round-the-clock busyness. From the higher-ups to the lower levels, everyone was preparing for the arrival of a new era.
After learning about the situation from the headquarters, the Midland Squad also led its mbers to temporarily return to the Ancient Saint plane to protect their holand.
Once the storm here subsides and the situation stabilizes, they would return to the Midland Continent.
In the not-too-distant future, the Midland Continent, the Endless Sea, and other sub-dinsional places would also reappear in the human realm.
The Wizard and Mortal worlds would no longer be separated.
...
Half a year later.
In the southern part of the Midland Continent.
Inside the shelter.
Gandaph opened his eyes.
He looked at the brain crystals, in which forty-nine maximum souls had rged into a primordial soul shadow that barely differed from Gandaph’s appearance.
The surface of the primordial soul shadow was covered with one million Ancient God Runes, floating like particles, emitting a mysterious sheen.
Gandaph’s soul, spirit, spell power, mories... everything rged into this tiny figure.
From now on, the primordial soul would be the core of Gandaph. As long as the primordial soul remained, Gandaph would not perish.
"I’ve reached this step as well."
Gandaph’s eyes shone with determination as he directed the newly born primordial soul to collide with the iridescent crystal.
Boom!
A crack quickly ford. Then a second, a third... By the forty-sixth day, Gandaph had already produced forty-eight cracks.
"I’m actually a bit faster than the Holy Infant... It might be because the ’Thousand-Handed Ancient God Body Refining Technique’ is too strong."
He continued to collide.
On the forty-eighth day.
Along with flashes of dark golden light, the iridescent crystal shattered into countless pieces and vanished without a trace.
A three-inch tall miniature primordial soul flew out from within Gandaph.
The primordial soul sparkled with brilliant golden light, sitting cross-legged, with a dignified aura like a God, impossible to gaze directly at.
Purple Scale Armor, Purple Crystal Wand, Black Sun Compass, Golden Light Realm, Flash Greatsword.
Four top-grade Wizard Tools, one Treasure, circled around Gandaph, protecting him.
Before long.
The clouds of the three calamities and four disasters began to rumble and descend.
Gandaph opened his eyes, confident as he looked at the tribulation clouds.
He took a deep breath, and endless earth elental power and water elental power surged towards him, entering the primordial soul like the Sea-Swallowing Whale.
The body refinent technique Gandaph cultivated was primarily based on the water and earth elents.
The final fused Ancient God body refinent technique was also of the water and earth elents.
Dark golden Ancient God Runes were glowing intensely;
Gandaph, clad in Purple Armor, wielding both the wand and shark-tooth-shaped sword, stood on the compass, with the Golden Light Realm floating behind him.
This was a truly pay-to-win player, equipped with top-grade gear.
The first tribulation of the earth elent, with teorites filling the sky, was turned into dust by Gandaph’s wand before they could get close. Then fire, wind, water, Frost, and tal were all overco by him one by one. The only thing that posed a bit of difficulty was the thunder elent tribulation.
Dark golden lightning surged towards Gandaph.
He stood like the God of War, bathed in lightning, with a protective Divine Light flashing on his body surface.
"The Holy Infant faced the Golden Fla Tribulation, and I’m facing the Golden Thunder Tribulation;
I seriously suspect we’re being targeted..."
For ordinary wizards, these two tribulations would be deadly, likely to bring all their efforts to naught.
Suddenly, Gandaph brought his hands together in prayer, like a seated deity.
"Thousand Hands Without Space!"
Behind him, a divine shadow erged.
The godly figure was two hundred ters tall with an air of majesty, a compassionate and amiable expression on its face.
A total of a thousand arms extended from either side of its body.
At this mont, Gandaph was as sacred as the Thousand-Handed Guanyin.
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